After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

After Shi Yan left, Sha Manyin was still in a daze.

Did she really speak harshly to Shi Yan just now?

Why didn't it be recorded, at least enough to blow for ten years!

Sha Manyin sighed wistfully, then laughed again, and muttered in relief: "Xiao Jing'er has really good eyesight, and the man he likes is reliable."

Who is Shi Yan, who stood up and bowed to her so solemnly.

Not to mention Fengguo, it is the whole world, how many people can have such treatment.

And Shi Yan did that only because she was protecting Song Jing.

Sha Manyin sniffed, smelly lovers, aunt, grandma, she is looking for happiness.

Song Jing didn't know when Shi Yan hung up the video, she woke up in the morning when the maid knocked on the door cautiously.

The maid asked softly, "Miss Song, are you awake?"

"Yeah." Song Jing responded indifferently, sat up and lifted the quilt to get up, took a look at the mobile phone next to the pillow, and it turned off automatically when it was out of power.

The maid gently opened the door, lowered her head, and came in with a set of black clothes in her hands.

Song Jing randomly opened the bag to find the charging cable to charge the phone, took the clothes sent by the maid and went to the bathroom to wash and change.

All the toiletries are new. Song Jing washed up, changed clothes and came out. The maid has already tidied up the bedroom.

"Sir is waiting for Miss Song to have breakfast together in the dining room."

"Thank you." Song Jing thanked him politely, picked up the charging phone and glanced at it.

Her charging cables are all specially modified fast charging, and about 10 minutes is enough to fully charge more than half of the electricity.

Song Jing turned on the phone and glanced at the address that Shiyan sent last night. San Pedro is a government unit in Selby, and it is often used to receive diplomats and dignitaries from various countries for talks.

The long black dress brought by the maid had no pockets. Song Jing threw the phone and charger into the backpack and went downstairs with it.

Breakfast is already set on the long dining table in the dining room.

Huo Chengxuan likes Fengguo's culture, and his diet has also changed.

Song Jing glanced at the buns, soy milk, eggs, and noodles on the dining table, and he was used to it.

Without even looking at Huo Chengxuan, he put the bag aside, opened a dining chair and sat down.

The chef waiting at the dining table stepped forward, "Miss Song, what do you eat?"

"Beef noodles, pour that pile of beef into my noodles." Song Jing stretched out his hand and pulled the three-cup fresh meat dumpling to his face, took the hot handkerchief handed over by the maid, wiped his hands and began to eat.

The chef made a big bowl of beef noodles and held it in front of her. Song Jing swallowed the buns in his mouth, "Thank you."

Song Jing didn't make any noise when eating, but she was fast, and she basically didn't speak when eating, she just ate her own food.

Huo Chengxuan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a fried soft-boiled egg and put it on Song Jing's dinner plate, "I still don't like vegetarian dishes."

Song Jing didn't bother to pay attention to him, put down his chopsticks after breakfast, wiped his mouth, picked up his bag and left.

Huo Chengxuan was not angry either, he put down his chopsticks unhurriedly, took the handkerchief handed over by the maid and wiped it, took a cup of fragrant tea to rinse his mouth, and took a mouth-watering pearl before getting up and going out.

Song Jing was carrying a bag, wearing a long black dress, and stood expressionlessly at the iron gate of the manor, "Huo Chengxuan, are you a turtle?"

Huo Chengxuan smiled, didn't let the bodyguard next to him come forward, and opened the car door by himself, "Get in the car."

Song Jing glanced at him coldly, and bowed to get into the car.

Huo Chengxuan smiled again, and got into the car, and the bodyguard closed the door gently behind him.

Song Jing got in the car and took out his mobile phone to play games. His beautiful eyebrows were drooping slightly, he was cold and ruthless, and there was an aura of "don't mess with me" all over his body.

The car drove out slowly, and Huo Chengxuan took a meat strip snack from the refrigerator and handed it over.

Song Jing took the meat strip, pressed the car window, threw it out without even looking at it.

"Don't you like this taste now?" Huo Chengxuan asked.

"It has nothing to do with snacks." Song Jing moved his fingers together, and the hero in the game sent out a combo to take away the opponent.

Huo Chengxuan smiled, took a document and began to look through it.

The car stopped outside a cemetery, and the bodyguard bowed to open the door.

Huo Chengxuan put away the documents and got off, and Song Jing got off from the other side.

In Selby in summer, even if it is only after eight o'clock in the morning, the sun is already scorching people.

The bodyguard held a big umbrella to shield the two from the sun.

As soon as they arrived, they were greeted immediately.

A girl with long blond hair threw herself into Huo Chengxuan's arms like a butterfly, sobbing and crying, "Brother Huo, my mother is dead."

"Debbie, my condolences." Huo Chengxuan's voice was soft, and he raised his hand and patted Debbie's shoulder tenderly to comfort him, "Duchess Cheryl just turned into an angel, and she will still protect you forever and cherish you."

"Thank you, Brother Huo." Debbie sniffled, "I feel much better with your comfort."

Huo Chengxuan gently wiped away her tears, "Our Debbie is now a weeping elf."

Debbie blushed, and took Huo Chengxuan's arms, "Brother Huo, I'll take you there." She said, and finally looked at Song Jing who was standing beside Huo Chengxuan.

"Brother Huo, is she?"

"A kid at home." Huo Chengxuan smiled, "Jing, this is Miss Debbie from Duke Cheryl's family."

Song Jing nodded indifferently.

Debbie frowned slightly. Women may be born with a radar on their rivals.

She didn't like Brother Huo's attitude towards this oriental girl named Jing, she was too intimate.

Debbie asked pretending not to know: "Brother Huo, I never saw her when I went to your house before. Is she your sister?"

"Jing is not my sister." Huo Chengxuan smiled and glanced at Song Jing, "She is my future marriage partner."

The innocence on Debbie's face froze for a moment.

"Mr. Huo, thank you for coming today." Duke Cheryl came over, shook hands with Huo Chengxuan, and also noticed Song Jing standing next to him.

"Duke Cheryl, sorry." Huo Chengxuan took two white chrysanthemums from the side and gave one to Song Jing, "Please allow me to send one to Mrs. Cheryl first."

"Thank you." Duke Sherrill moved away with a sad look.

Huo Chengxuan brought Song Jing to pay homage to Mrs. Cheryl.

Debbie bit her lips, "Dad, brother Huo said that the oriental girl is his future marriage partner, so what should I do?"

Duke Sherrill frowned, and then sighed, "I wanted to take this opportunity to speak with your mother's expectations today, to see if I could match you up. After all, your mother's greatest wish in front of her is to hope I can watch you marry Mr. Huo."

"Mr. Huo must have guessed it. He brought this oriental girl to your mother's funeral today."

"Debbie, Mr. Huo has acted very gentlemanly in his refusal, so as to save me from the embarrassment of refusing after I speak, you can give up."

"Dad, no! I won't give up!" Debbie gritted her teeth. She liked Brother Huo since she was a child, and she would never give up.

This oriental girl, she will beat her!