The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

Shen Yuqing looked at her, feeling inexplicably depressed.

He's not here to argue with her!

It was rare for him to open up to a woman.

Shen Yuqing thought that he took the initiative to admit that Song Huiyi was his secret, and that he was willing to openly show his weakness to others was already a strong act of goodwill.

He has the ability to protect her and is willing to admit her——

His real woman!

Only at this moment that Shen Yuqing was willing to admit did she know why Song Huiyi was different from other women.

Not only does he want her person, he also wants her heart!

Shen Yuqing was excited and excited about this. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep because of this. He came over early in the morning to wait for her, hoping to get equal feedback from her, but he didn't expect that Song Huiyi would be so resistant.

Why?

Shen Yuqing is used to being lawless, does he need others to ask him why?

He didn't want to admit it yesterday. He pretended to be confused and denied the fact that someone lived in his heart from the bottom of his heart. It was because he was confused.

This is an unfamiliar experience.

What Song Mingli said made him even more confused.

He even thought about loyalty!

Why want to be loyal? He has never been faithful to a woman!

Now that I think about it, it's just because Song Huiyi said that she is only loyal to those who are loyal to her——

He desperately wanted Song Huiyi's loyalty!

Shen Yuqing has no results regarding loyalty. He can't draw a conclusion at the moment, but he has a conclusion about Song Huiyi living in his heart.

He was relieved.

This is nothing to admit!

Shen Yuqing is not afraid of death. He has always been extreme in doing things. He will get what he wants. If he gets it, it is his own ability. He is never timid!

Even if you die one day, it will be your own destiny!

Now I just have real feelings for women, and there is nothing difficult to express!

After accepting that Song Huiyi was his secret, Shen Yuqing became excited unknowingly!

It turns out he wasn’t that resistant!

He came with such a mood, only to receive Song Huiyi's harsh and even mocking words.

He scowled.

"Have I been too nice to you lately?"

Shen Yuqing's heart dropped, and he looked at her with a smile on his face, "I didn't say I wanted to sleep with you. Do you think I'm easy to talk to, and you test my bottom line again and again?"

Song Huiyi looked at him.

Her lips moved but she said nothing.

For a moment, she withdrew her gaze and simply said, "Uncle Zhang, see the guests off."

She issued an evacuation order.

Shen Yuqing's anger was all directed at the cotton.

The anger was not vented out, it was all filled in his chest and lingering there. His chest was blocked and his throat was blocked.

He had a sullen face and felt that his insides were sinking.

Manager Zhang came over and said, neither humble nor overbearing: "Young Marshal, please."

Shen Yuqing stood up in confusion.

As he stood up, he touched the dining table.

The movement was so big that the dining table shook, and the dishes on the table clattered with a crisp sound. The chair he was sitting on made a loud creaking sound as he moved, and then fell to the ground.

The servants in the restaurant were shocked.

Shen Yuqing didn't react at all, just looked at Song Huiyi who was sitting.

She was motionless, even more unresponsive than he was.

Her look added fuel to the fire in his heart.

He was not embarrassed about being driven away, but because of Song Huiyi's calmness and indifference, he had the idea of ​​murder and arson.

"Song Huiyi, where is your heart?" He was so angry that he lowered his voice.

He was asking her and himself.

Song Huiyi pursed his lips and remained silent.

It was as if there was an invisible big hand, grasping her heart inch by inch, and she felt a little depressed.

There is some powerlessness, a sense of powerlessness that cannot be equalized.

Just like at this moment, Shen Yuqing was standing, looking down at her, while she was sitting, having to raise her head to look at him.

Song Huiyi didn't want to look up at him.

Her eyes drooped and she almost closed them. She raised her hand to rub her forehead and forced herself to cheer up.

She said eloquently: "Since I'm not here with you, I won't be willing to praise you."

Tell him and tell yourself.

Then he said, "Uncle Zhang, please ask him to come out."

She stood up and turned her back to him.

Tough and determined.

Song Huiyi turned around, shielding him from her sight and refusing to communicate with him.

Shen Yuqing stared at her back, as if trying to see a hole.

He was on the verge of rage, his eyes were filled with anger, his hands were clenched to reveal blue veins, and his finger joints were cracking.

Manager Zhang next to him had sweat on his forehead and palms.

He had been following Song Peiwen and knew that Shen Yuqing was a smiling tiger.

He looks kind on the surface, but is actually sharp.

He looked at Shen Yuqing's face repeatedly, ready to call the guards in at any time.

Even if the person in front of him is the eldest marshal, he will not be allowed to act recklessly in Song Mansion.

Fortunately, he didn't take action.

He walked away in anger.

After a while, Manager Zhang said, "Miss, the eldest marshal has left."

Song Huiyi hummed.

She wanted to move away, but then she realized that her body had been stiff unconsciously just now, and now it relaxed instantly, and her whole body felt sore and swollen after unloading the force.

Just now, she had no idea.

After the person left, I realized that my heartbeat was beating violently, and I could even hear the sound of my own heartbeat.

Song Huiyi knew that Shen Yuqing had always been straightforward.

His straightforwardness was still based on him looking down at her. His superior straightforwardness was not a way of pouring out his heart, but a kind of notification.

Those words fell into Song Huiyi's ears, leaving only five words——

"I'm informing you!"

Even if he falls in love with her, it's not equal.

Of course, Song Huiyi didn't want Shen Yuqing to fall in love with her.

Being liked by him was like crossing a single-plank bridge on the river. Every step had to be taken cautiously, and she was teetering on it alone.

There were so many women around him that it was already shaky. A few more people would trample the bridge and she would fall into the river.

This is a dead end.

Song Huiyi didn't think about it.

This matter has no result, and she will not give her heart to such a person.

She glanced at the messy dining table and felt even more disappointed.

Song Huiyi went upstairs to change clothes, and took Qian Yu and Wan Die with him to Jiang Mansion.

Some time ago, Song Huiyi would occasionally not take them with him when he went out.

Now that there was a clear enemy waiting for an opportunity in the dark, she still had to bring it with her just in case.

She got into the car and found that the driver had changed.

Song Huiyi asked: "Where is the original driver?"

"The original driver has gone to take care of other things." The driver said respectfully, "It's been a bit rough recently. When the young master left in the morning, he specifically asked his subordinates to be responsible for your future travels."

Wan Die knew the driver: "He has good driving skills. If someone is following him, he can get rid of them."

"That's it." She didn't say anything.

The eldest brother is more thoughtful than her, and now she needs to be careful.