Reborn Queen

Just when Song Zhiqian was talking to Xiao Liu, Yan Ziyu was greeted with anger:

"Why didn't you tell me?" Yan Ziyu pulled Song Zhiqian in front of her. Song Zhiqian was very thin, and Yan Ziyu staggered him.

"What?" Song Zhiqian was a little surprised when he saw Yan Ziyu's eyes full of anger, but he quickly recovered and turned to look at another person in the room, "Xiao Liu, you go out first."

"Yes." Xiao Liu lowered her head, looked up at Yan Ziyu, then at Song Zhiqian, and finally walked out of the house.

"Why didn't I tell you?" After Xiaoliu left, Song Zhiqian repeated the question just now. It was the first time he saw Yan Ziyu lose his composure like this, he laughed a little, and was a little strange.

"Why didn't you tell me what happened at the end of the month?" Yan Ziyu looked at Song Zhiqian with a look of indifference, and for some reason, the anger in his heart surged again. How come this person still looks like he doesn't care about anything?

"You know?" Song Zhiqian was not surprised. He never thought of hiding Yan Ziyu. Now that Yan Ziyu came to Lange every other day, even if he wanted to hide it, he couldn't hide it.

"What? You still don't want me to know, do you?" Yan Ziyu's hand became heavier when he said this. When he thought that Zhiqian would be auctioned off like a commodity, and then he would be auctioned off by a strange man... Here, Yan Ziyu squeezed Song Zhiqian's hand tightly again.

"No." Feeling the increasing force on his wrist, Song Zhiqian didn't say a word, seeing Yan Ziyu's expression, a hint of joy flashed in his heart.

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Upon hearing the negative answer, Yan Ziyu's complexion improved a lot, but she still didn't let Song Zhiqian go.

"I thought about it for a few days..." Song Zhiqian saw Yan Ziyu's face as soon as he said this, and suppressed the next half of the sentence in his heart, "I was wrong."

Song Zhiqian was originally good-looking, but because he was sent to Lange when he was a child, he was very petite and a little soft and boneless because of the drugs. Now he apologizes with a low eyebrow and is really good-looking. Even Yan Ziyu also looks at her. shocked.

"Forget it!" Seeing Song Zhiqian like this, the fire in Yan Ziyu's heart went out for some reason, and he let go of Song Zhiqian's hand, "What are you going to do?"

Seeing Song Zhiqian now, Yan Ziyu's rationality has returned to the cage. Judging from Song Zhiqian's attitude towards those benefactors, Song Zhiqian is not a soft persimmon. He can still perform art without selling himself after so many years, which shows that he is not a resigned person. Now he is sure. There is also a countermeasure in mind.

"Calm down?" Seeing Yan Ziyu like this, Song Zhiqian knew that the energy in his heart had passed, so he pressed Yan Ziyu on the stool and gave Yan Ziyu a leering look.

"I..." Hearing this, Yan Ziyu was very unconvinced. Just as he was about to say something, he happened to see a circle of bruises on Song Zhiqian's wrist when he was pouring tea, which he just squeezed out.

Seeing the circle of marks, Yan Ziyu rubbed her nose, didn't say anything, just gave a low "hmm" as a response.

"Don't talk about him." After a while, Yan Ziyu knocked on the table, "Aren't you going to redeem yourself?"

"Of course I thought about it." Song Zhiqian glanced at Yan Ziyu like a fool, "But..."

Song Zhiqian recounted to Yan Ziyu the conversation he had with the bustard during the day. Song Zhiqian didn't want to complain, because his tone was very calm, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him.

"What?" Yan Ziyu couldn't help it after hearing this, "It's too deceitful!"

"What are you doing?" Song Zhiqian pulled Yan Ziyu back, "The deed of prostitution is in his hands, and he will do whatever he says. Now go and make trouble, and forget it if you don't get it. Your reputation is not as good as that of the Yan family's." Do you still want your reputation?"

"I..." After being told by Song Zhiqian, Yan Ziyu also calmed down. Looking at Song Zhiqian, her eyes turned red, "Then what are you going to do?"

Song Zhiqian raised his chin, signaled Yan Ziyu to sit down, and then continued, "He is sitting on the ground and raising the price now, but it is because of the end of the month, and he can make a fortune. How can he let him go?"

As for the madam hating himself, Song Zhiqian knew about it, but he didn't intend to say it. Song Zhiqian didn't want Yan Ziyu to know about these grievances, and this was irrelevant in his plan.

"Yeah." Yan Ziyu naturally knew this too. Song Zhiqian's starting price was 1 taels, which was only the starting price. It seemed like a sky-high price, but many people were already eager to make a move.

Although Yan Ziyu said that he had a lot of private houses, he couldn't guarantee that he could compete with everyone. Besides, he spent a lot of money just for the sake of the spring breeze. To his own incompetence.

"But," Song Zhiqian smiled and poured a cup of tea, "What if the auctioned items are gone?"

"What do you mean?" Yan Ziyu was stunned, what do you mean the auctioned item is gone?What does Zhiqian want to do?

"Of course it means literally." Seeing Yan Ziyu's dumbfounded look, Song Zhiqian couldn't help laughing, leaned into Yan Ziyu's ear, and talked about his plan like this.

"No!" Who knew that Yan Ziyu yelled out immediately after hearing Song Zhiqian's words, "What's the difference between this and...?"

Song Zhiqian actually wanted to find a man by himself... This is absolutely impossible!

"Of course there is a difference!" Song Zhiqian glanced at Yan Ziyu, this elm head!But Song Zhiqian suppressed the emotions in his heart, "First of all, I chose the person myself, and secondly, after this incident happened, if he wants Lange to continue driving, he can only let me go."

On the eve of the auction, losing the top card is a big joke, not to mention that Lange has built momentum for this auction for a whole month at the beginning.

Although Lange is the number one in the men's gym, it is not as arrogant as Chunfenglou. At that time, the other pavilions alone will be enough for Lange to drink a pot. If you don't want to lose everything, you can only abandon the car to protect the handsome .

"No!" Although what Song Zhiqian said was right, Yan Ziyu still refused, he couldn't imagine Song Zhiqian lying in someone else's arms, as long as he thought of this, the anger in Yan Ziyu's heart would burn.

"This doesn't work and that doesn't work, so what do you want to do? Give him 20 taels?" Song Zhiqian glared at Yan Ziyu, and his voice couldn't help but grow louder.

Sure enough, upon hearing Song Zhiqian's words, Yan Ziyu became sluggish, 20 taels, if he could take it out, he just said it, but because he couldn't take it out, he didn't open his mouth.

Song Zhiqian didn't say that he had 10 taels, because he knew that Yan Ziyu would definitely say that he would settle the remaining 10 taels, and he didn't want to give any more to the bustard.

"But..." Yan Ziyu wanted to say something, but Song Zhiqian waved his hand and interrupted Yan Ziyu:

"That's it." Song Zhiqian didn't intend to discuss with Yan Ziyu from the beginning, so naturally he ignored Yan Ziyu's objection.

Yan Ziyu also realized at this time that Song Zhiqian really didn't want to discuss with herself, Yan Ziyu pursed her lips: "Then you plan...to whom?"

It was difficult for Yan Ziyu to say this, and her voice was dry.

"I haven't figured it out yet," Song Zhiqian waved his hand, and glanced at Yan Ziyu, "I have to find someone who I don't reject and who won't pester me afterwards."

Yan Ziyu's eyes lit up when he heard Song Zhiqian's words, but he didn't think about it!Yan Ziyu suddenly thought of a way, looked at Song Zhiqian, but couldn't say it.

Song Zhiqian seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Yan Ziyu: "Are there any suitable people among your friends?"

Yan Ziyu stared, but Zhiqian actually asked himself this kind of question: "No!"

He said this rather unsatisfactorily, he gritted his teeth and wanted to swallow Yan Ziyu alive, but he endured it, he was reluctant.

"So..." Song Zhiqian's voice was a little disappointed, and he glanced at Yan Ziyu again, and after seeing Yan Ziyu's face changed, Song Zhiqian knew that he couldn't be funny anymore, and finally said what was in his heart, "It seems There is no other way, Ziyu..."

Hearing Song Zhiqian's embarrassing voice, Yan Ziyu's heart skipped a beat. She seemed to understand something. Looking at Song Zhiqian, she couldn't believe it, but she still tried her best to keep calm: "What?"

"Would you like..." Song Zhiqian bit his lips as he spoke, as if he was very embarrassed, and looked at Yan Ziyu with a bit of embarrassment, "Help me?"

Realizing the conjecture in her heart, Yan Ziyu wondered if she was dreaming, otherwise how could there be another village?Looking at Song Zhiqian, some didn't know how to answer.

"If you're in trouble..." Song Zhiqian laughed a little when he saw Yan Ziyu's dazed look, but he still suppressed the pride in his heart and began to retreat as an advance.

"No embarrassment!" Yan Ziyu quickly put the embarrassment in her heart, such messy thoughts as taking advantage of others' danger, to the back of her mind. If she thinks about it again, the duck will fly!

"Then I'll take it as if you agreed!" Song Zhiqian smiled brightly.

"Yeah." Yan Ziyu looked at Song Zhiqian's grateful eyes, lowered his head a little embarrassedly, and cast aside his current pretentious behavior in his heart.

Things were indeed as Song Zhiqian thought, the day before the auction he lost his body, and it was because the old bustard sent the aphrodisiac incense that should have been sent to the next door to Song Zhiqian's room.

Song Zhiqian walked into the old bustard's room bearing all the traces of love, and finally got back his contract of prostitution.

"I told you, don't regret it." Song Zhiqian looked at the contract of sale in his hand, and curled his lips at the old bustard, his face was very proud, he wanted the contract of sale, but he would not give any money!

"Get out!" How could the bustard not know that he was being tricked?But Song Zhiqian's room is indeed the most commonly used aphrodisiac incense in Lange, and that aphrodisiac incense is indeed made by him, and no one can prove that it was not his mistake.

Yan Ziyu comes here every day, and it's no surprise that she came today. She was caught in an aphrodisiac, and she can understand that it's difficult for herself. No one can tell what's wrong. Now that Song Zhiqian's traces can't deceive anyone, don't let Song Zhiqian go now Well, tomorrow Song Zhiqian goes out with this trace on his body, and Lange's reputation will be completely ruined.

For the current plan, we can only declare to the outside world that Song Zhiqian has been redeemed, so the auction will be cancelled. At that time, we can say a sky-high price, and at least we can save some face.

The old bustard knew that this was Song Zhiqian's method, but he could only knock out his teeth and swallow his blood. Thinking of Song Zhiqian's offer of 10 taels to redeem himself a few days ago, the old bustard only felt that he had lost his wife and lost his army.

After Song Zhiqian left, the bustard almost smashed everything in his house, but this had nothing to do with Song Zhiqian.

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Song Zhiqian: There is no other way, Ziyu, are you willing to...

Yan Ziyu: I am willing, I am willing!

Song Zhiqian: What a fool!