Casting a cold glance at Aunt Hui's coy attitude, Song Yifeng nodded lightly.

After Song Yifeng greeted everyone politely, he quickly turned around and left.

After leaving this depressing home, his mood gradually calmed down.

Every time he comes to this house, he doesn't have any sense of belonging...

This nominal home has long since lost his place.

Fortunately, he is strong enough now, he doesn't need any family ties, and he can live a good life.

Thinking of this, Song Yifeng couldn't help but smile wryly.

Still being driven by his assistant Zhou Yang, the slightly tired Song Yifeng sat on the back seat of the car, meditating irritably.

The bits and pieces of being with Daddy and Mommy when he was a child reappeared in his mind unconsciously...

At that time, he was so happy!

Unfortunately, the happy time is too short...

About an hour later, the black Rolls-Royce drove steadily into the Song family villa.

Song Yifeng walked into the living room expressionlessly, put on slippers and took off his coat in an orderly manner.

When the maids in the living room saw that the master had returned, they rushed forward to say hello to him.

"Master, you're back! Are you thinking about taking a bath? I'll fill you with bath water right away..."

"Okay... Is Miss Ye asleep?" Song Yifeng raised his eyes to look at the butler Bai Lili, and asked in a cold voice.

Bai Lili shook her head nervously, and answered truthfully.

"Master, Miss Ye hasn't come back yet?"

"What?" Song Yifeng's voice immediately raised several decibels, and a dissatisfied expression appeared on his handsome face.

What time is it, why hasn't that woman come back yet?

Could it be that woman went out to have dinner with some senior or girlfriend again today?

Song Yifeng sat down on the sofa with his long legs crossed in displeasure, and took out his mobile phone to call Ye Xinqi...

Damn, Ye Xinqi's phone actually showed that it was turned off.

This dead woman, where is she now?

Is it because he loves her so much recently that she doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth?

It's so late, when she comes back, she must teach her a good lesson!

Song Yifeng thought while throwing the phone on the coffee table angrily...

On the terrace of the Song family villa, a tall and slender man stood there smoking with his back facing him. His back was as beautiful as a sculpture, with a dignified atmosphere.

"Dingling!" The phone on the coffee table rang.

Zhou Yang who was in the living room hurried forward and picked up the phone.

When he saw the caller ID, he was a little excited, "Young Master Song, it's Miss Ye's call..."

Striding over and snatching the phone, Song Yifeng said coldly.

"Hi, where are you now?"

The slight anxiety in Song Yifeng's voice made Zhou Yang at the side chuckle.

Song Shao has always been disdainful to talk to those mistresses, today Song Shao was actually made so nervous by a mistress...

Hearing Song Yifeng's questioning voice, a rough male voice came from over there immediately.

"Hey, are you Young Master Song? Your woman is in our hands now. If you don't want her to die, hurry up and prepare a ransom of 1000 million U.S. dollars. It must be in cash! Otherwise, just wait for your woman's body to be collected." ?Ha ha……"

As soon as the words were spoken, the gangster on the other end of the phone immediately laughed arrogantly.

Suddenly hearing that his woman was in danger, Song Yifeng's handsome face was filled with anger, and all the nerves in his body tensed up instantly.

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