Sweet crazy!The abstinent tycoon spoils the queen as a delicate cub

On the first floor, the chess room is antique, quiet and elegant.

Sandalwood bursts.

Behind the landscape screen, on the chess table, two men sat facing each other.

Ziqing was wearing a pure black robe similar to the godfather, with an overwhelming aura. Yuchan put the piece on the table in his hand, preconceived, and took the black chess box to his side.

Song Heqing's handsome face remained calm, and he unbuttoned the first obsidian button on the collar of his black shirt, rolled up his sleeves slowly, and picked up the white chess pieces and placed them on the board without hesitation.

There is no word for a game, and there is no winner or loser on the chessboard.

It seemed that they were competing in secret, even if they didn't move, neither of them opened their mouths.

Suddenly.

There was a slight sound outside the door, as if the door lock was turned. After a few seconds, the door opened, and Xiaohua ran in with a piece of Wagyu steak in her mouth.

The little guy came to eat secretly, smelling the smell of the master in the air, driven by curiosity, he poked his head out from behind the screen and took a peek.

Facing Song Heqing's eyes, it was startled, and the meat in its mouth fell to the ground with a "click".

"Get out." The man's voice was low and cold

Xiao Hua whimpered, picked up the meat that fell on the ground, and ran out.

The appearance of Xiao Hua broke the awkward and delicate atmosphere in the chess room.

Ziqing took back the black pieces on the board, and said in a low voice, "Let's talk."

"I made it clear to her about Yang Yang's departure and stay as early as in the Zi clan. This time I came to Yan Country to celebrate the New Year. Besides wanting to spend more time with my children, I mainly want to see your family." Although the information was repeated over and over again. Submit it, but he always feels that it is better for people to see it with their own eyes.

"They are all good, and treat Yangyang very well, so I can rest assured that I will hand over Yangyang to you."

He raised his eyelids and lowered his voice, "I will set off to go back the day after tomorrow. From now on, I won't appear in front of Yang Yang again. But you know, I want to know about you, it's easy."

"So, you'd better be like this forever, don't let my daughter suffer a little bit, and always focus on her."

"Otherwise, Yan Kingdom will never have a Song family."

The ending of the words contained a cold and murderous intent towards the person in front of him.

Song Heqing's reaction was flat, he leaned lazily, rubbing the smooth surface of the chess piece with his fingertips, his eyebrows and eyes were surprisingly indifferent.

A sneer that seemed to contain contempt fell, and the man's Qingyue voice sounded unhurriedly, "Zi Patriarch's life is not long, and he still has the confidence to say these threats. If you have time, you might as well think about how to live." longer."

"Even if I die, what I said just now will still come true." Picking up the jade cicada, Zi Qing leaned back, crossed his hands casually in front of his body, his domineering side leaked.

Song Heqing smiled silently, dropped the chess piece, and rubbed the safety rope on her wrist instead.

It was not to give in to his threat, but to make a promise. Therefore, the tone changed from the indifference just now, full of seriousness, "Don't worry, Patriarch Zi, Yang Yang is in my heart and will always be the first."

"Very good." Ziqing was slightly satisfied, then nodded and said, "Your wedding will be in June this year, and I will send someone to bring the dowry over then, and you can persuade Yangyang to be the elder uncle of her purple clan Let’s accept a new wedding with us.”

If he can survive until June, even if he has a sigh of relief, he will come to see his daughter's wedding.

It's just that this wish is probably...

Withdrawing his thoughts, he continued, "In addition, I will prepare a gift for my little grandson. When he is born, someone will send it."

"This...you also persuade Yangyang to accept it."

Daughter and son, including grandson, their future, as father and grandfather, needs to be properly arranged.

Although...they don't need to.

Song Heqing slightly narrowed her long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the eyes that fell on Zi Qing's face easily caught the wry smile that flashed across his eyes.

Tapping the back of his hand with his fingertips, he asked in a low voice, "Chief Zi, don't you want to detoxify?"

Zi Qing paused, his face darkened, his peaceful aura suddenly became majestic and frightening.

"What did you say?"

"Do you need me to repeat it again?" Song Heqing was calm and composed, with an aura comparable to his, and met his cold and oppressive eyes without dodging or dodging.

Opening her thin lips lightly, "Heavenly Kingdom Society."

Hearing these three words, Ziqing's expression became more serious, "What do you know!"

This is not what he cares about, "Did you tell Ahan and Yangyang?"

"With Yunsui's ability, I don't need to talk about this matter." He stroked his sleeves, and his gestures were naturally elegant and dignified, "Yangyang has a good mind, and you are poisoned. Before she asks you When the body is in a state, the heart already understands it.”

Standing up, he walked to the incense burner and took out the incense from the wooden box, "I'm afraid only three-year-olds like Mianmian can believe the crappy reasons of the Zi patriarch."

Ziqing clenched his fists tightly, and his heart sank again and again.

and so……

Yangyang knew that his life was not long, so she agreed to come with him to celebrate the New Year...

and so……

Yang Yang knew that his life was not long, so she asked him in an understatement.

Zi Qing didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

Happy daughter for his care and change.

Sad... sad what?

The sad thing is to hear the fact that I deliberately don't think about it from the man's mouth. Even if his child knows that he will die soon, he will not accept him, kiss him, and call him daddy.

This feeling of being poked into a deep pain in my heart is really heart-wrenching.

His fingers turned white from being clenched, he opened his mouth, his voice trembling with unknown, "Patriarch Song is really unlikable."

"Heh..." Song Heqing smiled, lit the incense, came and sat down, "I told you so much, but I just don't want to see Yang Yang shed tears because of the guilt driven by some emotion in her heart after you die. "

"Just relying on Patriarch Zi is not enough for me to treat them differently."

There are only three kinds of people in Song Heqing's eyes.

One: Wife

[-]: Someone my wife cares about

Three: others

If Ziqing wasn't in the second category of candidates, he wouldn't sit here patiently now.

Thinking of his wife, Song Heqing raised the corners of his lips, and his voice was a little gentle, but he lost the patience to continue sitting here.

He spoke again, bluntly, "I have news from the Heavenly Kingdom Society here. With luck, you may live a few more years."

"Half the chance, you still have to prepare for the funeral."

After the words fell, Song Heqing seemed to have noticed something, looked sideways, and looked at the door through the thin gauze paper of the screen.

The door of the room was opened with a gap, and there was no one there except for Xiao Hua who was lying on the door.

It was as if the sight just now was his illusion.

His eyes flickered, he looked away, got up, and stroked the non-existent folds of his clothes, "Since the chief of the Zi family is leaving, if there is news, I will send someone to the Zi family."