Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

This made Chi Mu a little unacceptable.

Why am I immune to all women, but the woman in front of me.

Is it just that I didn't react to it under the special occasion at that time?

So I tried it again late in the evening.

Still no physical rejection.

He even felt the slippery skin of her fingers.

Chi Mu frowned slightly: "Wan Qing has already told me about Ms. Song, I know that my face is very similar to Ms. Song's deceased husband, but I want to tell Ms. Song that I am not him. I hope Miss Song will not dwell on the past, it will be of no benefit to herself or him."

Song Xing also said: "Bai Wanqing made you look like this, don't you mind? Do you know what kind of person she is?"

"Miss Song, if you want to speak ill of my fiancee, please stop. I know what kind of person my fiancee is, and I know everything she has done. Your deceased husband was her true love. She made me into a This look, I don't mind, as long as she is happy, on the contrary, I am very happy to become what she likes."

These words blocked all the questions that Song Xing also wanted to ask.

It can be seen that the man in front of him is completely devoted to Bai Wanqing.

Song Xing also asked: "You like her that much?"

The likes have almost no ego.

This also confirmed again that this man was not Shang Yuqian.

Even if Shang Yuqian loves again, he will not be so brainless.

Chi Mu said calmly: "Yes, he is the only one in my life."

For some reason, even though he knew that this man was not Shang Yuqian, Song Xing felt as if he had been stabbed in his heart when he heard the same voice as Shang Yuqian.

Song Xing was also suddenly a little excited: "You can like her, but you can't just like her with this face, I don't accept it."

After all, Song Xing still lost control of his emotions.

Bai Wanqing is simply a pervert.

Why make this man exactly like Shang Yuqian.

Chi Mu smiled: "Miss Song, whether you accept it or not is your business, it has nothing to do with us, and our lives will have nothing to do with you in the future, I hope our lives will not overlap in the future, please don't disturb my life anymore. "

Chi Mu took a step back politely: "I think I've made it clear what I should say, Miss Song, please."

Obviously, the man issued an order to evict the guest.

Song Xing also looked at that face, and vaguely saw some shadows of Shang Yuqian.

That ruthlessness and indifference.

It's just that this kind of indifference was for others before.

Song Xingye's heart felt inexplicably tight.

She looked at the man in front of her and told herself rationally that he was not Shang Yuqian.

But she just couldn't help deceiving herself.

She stood up and took a step closer to the man.

His eyes seemed to be covered with mist, like a small animal lost in the forest.

He looked innocent and pitiful: "Aqian, are you kidding me, right? Tell me quickly that you are back, all of this is a joke you made with me, right?"

Song Xing also pulled the man's arm unconsciously.

But he was still pushed away by the man: "Miss Song, please be sober, I am not your husband, your husband is dead."

As if being hit in the head by someone, he was caught off guard.

But Song Xing was not reconciled, and he was still not reconciled.

She grabbed Shang Yuqian's arm with all her strength, and pulled it out of the door: "Come with me!"

Song Xing also had great strength and a kind of stubbornness.

Even a man can't break free for a while.

And most of Chi Mu's energy was focused on Song Xing's hand that was also holding his arm.

Why not repel?

Why is there no response?

Even, why doesn't he hate it at all, and even thinks this kind of physical contact with women is a bit magical?

Song Xing had already pulled him out of the hotel all the way.

In the end, Song Xing also stuffed him into the back seat of his car.

Song Xing also quickly got into the car, started the car, and stepped on the accelerator.

The car left the hotel.

Along the way, neither of them spoke.

The man didn't even ask where Song Xingye wanted to take him.

Just sit quietly in the car.

Song Xing also looked at this man from the rearview mirror from time to time.

Compared with Shang Yuqian, this man is a little thinner, and it can even be said that he is a little weak.

When she pulled him out just now, she clearly felt that this man was powerless.

Shang Yuqian is not like this.

Song Xing didn't find out either.

I always compare the man in front of me with Shang Yuqian all the time.

She originally wanted to find evidence that he was Shang Yuqian from clues.

But often the results let her down.

Soon the car was parked in the underground parking lot of Shangsheng Building.

After Song Xing also parked the car, he went straight to the back and opened the car door: "Get out of the car!"

Chi Mu got out of the car obediently, and finally asked, "Miss Song, what did you bring me here for?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

After speaking, Song Xing also grabbed Chi Mu's arm again, dragging and dragging him all the way into the elevator.

This is the special elevator for the president's office.

Since Shang Yuqian passed away, Song Xing never came to the company again.

I haven't taken this elevator for more than a year.

The elevator will be here soon.

After opening the door, go straight to the president's office.

But the former president's office is now empty.

Although Zhou Ming'an took over the position of Shang Sheng's president.

But he doesn't work here.

but next door.

This huge office has been empty.

But Zhou Ming'an would clean the place regularly, and he would do it himself.

So the office looked spotless.

Nothing here has been touched.

There was even a pen on Shang Yuqian's desk that hadn't been capped in time.

All the furnishings are exactly the same as a year ago.

Song Xing also saw this, but felt that he wanted to cry for no reason.

Obviously it's been a year.

But everything in the past seems like yesterday.

She thought of the time she spent here with Shang Yuqian in the past.

My heart is infinitely sour.

But now is not the time to be sad.

Song Xing also pulled the man beside him into the CEO's office next door.

Zhou Mingan was next door.

Of course, besides Zhou Ming'an, there were also high-level executives from various departments of the company.

They are having a meeting.

When everyone heard the sound, they all looked towards the door.

When everyone saw the two people at the door clearly, their faces changed drastically.

Some people even turned pale, and the person pointing at the door could hardly speak: "Haunted... haunted?"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ming'an was almost stunned.

Who is that man standing next to Song Xingye?

Song Xing also walked in.

She didn't bother to explain.

He directly said to the high-level executives in the meeting: "Everyone, please go out first, I have something to say to your president."