After my wife pulled out my oxygen tube, I was born again

Ninggang, the busiest port in Donghai City, is always filled with ships coming and going and noisy people.

Song Yang sat quietly in the office of his cruise ship "Dongwang", looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the deep blue sea from a distance.

A knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

Leng Xianyun walked in. She was wearing a plain white cheongsam. Her temperament was cold and noble, and she had an indescribable tacit understanding with Song Yang.

"President Leng? What's going on?" Song Yang asked curiously when he saw her coming and put down the work at hand.

"Prince Xuefeng is here." Leng Xianyun said softly, her voice calm and calm, as if she was recounting an ordinary thing.

Song Yang frowned slightly, Xuefeng, the female prince of the East, although the previous things had been explained, it did not make their relationship closer.

On the contrary, Song Yang always maintained a polite distance from Xuefeng.

Both are foreign Chinese.

He didn't like Xuefeng's strong and complicated character. In contrast, he admired Leng Xianyun's directness and purity.

He stood up and walked toward the door.

Leng Xianyun followed him, with a hint of concern in her eyes.

She knew that Song Yang didn't have deep feelings for Xuefeng, but she also understood that as the host, Song Yang must exercise due etiquette.

The moment Song Yang saw Xuefeng, a polite smile appeared on his face.

Xuefeng was wearing a gorgeous white dress. Her legs had recovered, and her whole person exuded a noble and mysterious temperament.

However, Song Yang was not fooled by her appearance. He knew clearly that Xuefeng was not a simple woman.

Her complexity is all hidden under this innocent appearance.

"Welcome to the East King, Prince Yukikaze."

Song Yang's voice was calm and polite. He did not use any affectionate terms, but directly addressed her by her title.

Xuefeng smiled slightly, she didn't seem to care about Song Yang's indifference.

She walked gracefully into the office.

Her eyes flickered between Song Yang and Leng Xianyun for a moment, and then settled on Song Yang's face.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time." Xuefeng's voice was gentle and magnetic, as if there was a kind of magic that wanted to bring them closer.

However, Song Yang was not fooled by her voice. He kept a polite smile, but he was wary of Xuefeng in his heart. He knew that Xuefeng's visit must have her purpose, and he did not want to be involved in any complicated disputes.

Leng Xianyun stood aside quietly, and she was keenly aware of the subtle atmosphere between Song Yang and Xuefeng.

She was a little curious, Xuefeng seemed to have a hot face but a cold butt.

Since Song Yang doesn't want to see her so much, why does he still want to see her?

But she also understood that this was Song Yang's own choice.

She respects his decision and believes that he can handle the relationship with Xuefeng.

In the following time, Song Yang always remained polite and polite.

He didn't reveal much information about himself to Xuefeng, nor did he ask her why she came.

He just listened quietly to Xuefeng's narration of some insignificant trivial matters, and occasionally chimed in with a few words.

Xuefeng seemed to have noticed Song Yang's indifference, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

But she did not give up, but continued to work hard to find common topics with Song Yang.

She knew that her status in Song Yang's heart was not as high as that of Leng Xianyun in front of her, but she was still a little unwilling.

"I heard that you recently won the battle with destiny, which is really amazing. In our country, your story has spread, explosive news. Many people can't believe this is true. But I know that you are indeed like this Ability."

Xuefeng praised sincerely, her eyes shining with admiration.

Song Yang smiled faintly and shook his head slightly: "This is only the first contest between the Huaguo Dao Sect and Tianming. Tianming is still strong. We won once, so it doesn't mean anything."

Xuefeng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she looked at Song Yang's calm appearance.

But she was still unwilling to give in and continued to look for topics: "By the way, what are your plans next? Are you going to directly compete with Destiny?"

Song Yang nodded slightly: "Yes, I have been waiting for this opportunity."

Xuefeng frowned slightly and said worriedly: "The destiny force is huge. If you challenge them so directly, will you fall into their trap? They are very good at all kinds of sinister plans, and they are hard to guard against."

Song Yang looked at Xuefeng and smiled slightly. As if he didn't care about what Xuefeng said, he still just said lightly: "I don't know whose trap it is."

There was an indescribable sense of confidence and domineering in his tone.

Xuefeng was shocked by Song Yang's momentum and was speechless for a moment.

She silently looked at Song Yang's deep eyes, feeling an inexplicable fear in her heart.

"Here we go again!" Xuefeng thought secretly.

But she knew that she couldn't be afraid anymore, she had to stay awake.

Otherwise, she would never even think about turning around in this life.

Song Yang seemed to see Xuefeng's embarrassment. In order to change the subject, Song Yang asked: "Prince Xuefeng, do you want to go see this competition?"

Xuefeng was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Of course I want to go. How could I miss such an important event?"

She paused and then added: "And, this time I am willing to stand on your side."

On your own side? This woman really knows how to seize opportunities!

If she doesn't stand on her own side, others will think so.

After all, she had been dragged into the water by him several times. Only a ghost would believe her if she said it had nothing to do with her.

But Song Yang still smiled politely and expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, Prince Xuefeng, for your support. But this is a duel between the Taoist sect of our country and Tianming, and there is no need for outsiders to intervene. As long as you can spread what you see, you are helping Very busy."

Although Xuefeng felt a little unwilling, she also understood what Song Yang meant.

She nodded and expressed her understanding: "I understand. Don't worry, I will spread the grandeur of this competition."

However, the doubts in her heart became more and more serious.

She couldn't help but ask: "Are you so confident? Tianming is a very powerful opponent. How can you guarantee that you will win?"

Song Yang looked at Xuefeng's serious eyes, took a deep breath and said: "I can't guarantee that I will win, but I can do it and I will definitely not lose. This competition is made by destiny, and destiny forces us Weak, to put it bluntly, they are just bullying the weak, we don’t have to beat Tianming to pieces, as long as we don’t lose, we will win.”

His tone was firm and powerful, as if there was a kind of magic that Xuefeng could not question.

Xuefeng was shocked by Song Yang's confidence and determination.

She silently watched the man in front of her and felt an indescribable complex feeling in her heart.

care?

fear?

Or something else?

Xuefeng has never been so entangled.

But she was certain that Song Yang was her ultimate killer.

Without him, I wouldn't be able to perform 100% for long.

With him, I felt like I was being stared at by a natural enemy, always trembling with fear.

"Then I'll... give you a chance to win."

Song Yang laughed loudly: "Okay, I'll win if you buy it, I won't let you down!"