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In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Yang Xue had already made up her mind to return to China.

But she suddenly thought that it was Song Zixuan who said this first.

This made her doubts about follow-up visits stop for a while, so she agreed with a sip of wine.

"but……"

Seeing Yang Xue took the bait, Song Zixuan said again: "However, it's better to keep a low profile this time when you return to China. After all, the turmoil caused by your matter has not subsided. If you make a big noise now, you might be caught by the media. It's very bad for you and me."

Speaking of this, his voice became a little aggrieved, and said: "I'm sorry, Xiaoxue, it's all because of my work problems, so I have troubled you. Fortunately, the two of us are getting married soon, and we are not talking about two families. If so, you just accept some grievances for me, can you?"

In fact, it's not that Yang Xue doesn't like Song Zixuan——

Maybe he didn't like Duanran very much before, but for Song Zixuan now, it's the last straw, and he can be regarded as better than her iangchuxuduodderen.

Given the situation in his county, he gradually developed a good impression of Song Zixuan, and even started to look up to him.

In this way, Yang Xue, who was far away across the ocean, conveniently arranged the itinerary and returned to China in secret, while Song Zixuan, after arranging the formation of the other party, very conscientiously offered to provide everywhere.

In his words, even if the two haven't seen each other for such a long time, it's best to live together first, which can be regarded as getting used to married life in advance.

Here, Yang Xue was appeased, and over there, Song Zixuan began to strengthen the consensus with Zhang Ya.

In his thinking, Yang Xue is a person who can't stay at all, so the rumors he released before can be used to propose marriage to Zhang Ya in a logical way.

However, to her disappointment, Yang Xue returned to the country according to Song Zixuan's request and lived in the apartment he had designated before.

But this woman seemed to be trying to appease her sense of security by causing him trouble. She was always picky about this dissatisfaction and that dissatisfaction all day long.In the end, she even sent Zixuan to lend him his commission assistant Zhang Shuo for a temporary call.

Of course Song Zixuan was unwilling, but this period of time was a very crucial matter for him. He really didn't dare to break face with Zhang Yasi casually. In desperation, he could only ask Uncle Zhang to replace him first and take care of this difficult woman.

At the same time, he also started his actions against Yang Xue.

Because of Yang Xue's request, his current Song Zixuan could no longer live in the hotel, but had to go to that house to meet him every two days.

This is quite a burden for Song Zixuan. He has to be sneaky like a thief every day, not to mention even worrying about preventing Yang Xu from checking his phone from time to time just to worry that he has other women.

Song Zixuan finally couldn't take it anymore, he knew very well that to him, Yang Xue was just a ticking bomb.

So, he took out an anonymous phone card that he hadn't used for a long time, and dialed a number that had been kept deep in his memory for a long time.

After the number was connected, a deep, cold voice sounded like a poisonous snake: "It's you? What's the matter with calling me? Didn't you already agree that you won't contact me again?"

"It hurts so much when you say that!"

Song Zixuan's oil painting arrived: "Don't forget what you promised me before, you haven't done it yet!"

"Grave hunter? You can't blame me for this matter. It's your own poor acting skills that's why you weren't selected by them. Besides, hasn't that play been shelved now?" The other side sarcastically mercilessly.

Although Song Zixuan's acting skills have regressed after being ridiculed on the Internet these years, it is still a very embarrassing thing for him to be pointed out in person that his acting skills are not good.

He clenched his fists, wishing he could beat him up, but he still said calmly:

"It's because of my poor acting skills that I want to trouble you, but now that you haven't done what you promised me, I can't just charge you with murder for nothing, can I?"

"What do you mean being charged with murder for me? Don't you want to die for some money? Otherwise, you, a good friend, wouldn't agree to cooperate with me so soon!"

No matter how long it has been, what I have to admit is that even if Song Zixuan hates Shen Muqing to death, his mother has been in love with her for more than ten years, so when he heard the name mentioned by the other party, he has always been tense. Finally crashed!

"Don't forget that you took the initiative to find me!" She said through gritted teeth.

"I'll just ask you once, can you help me? You have to think about it and just answer!"

"Oh? Are you threatening me?"

"I don't dare to take threats. Anyway, my current situation is already very difficult. At worst, everyone will die together!"

Song Zixuan sneered and said, "Do you think that I really didn't prepare anything for what happened back then? At worst, everyone will die!"

As soon as he said this, the other party's attitude immediately eased: "Song Zixuan, everyone has cooperated once before. You don't have to say something so outrageous, right? What's the matter with you this time?"

"It's very simple. I have a woman by my side now. I hope she can disappear from this world without a sound. I believe you can do it! Isn't this easy for a big man like you?"

"Is it your woman?" He paused for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, "Is it that pure woman named Yang Xue? He is really unlucky to have a man like you!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just a word of help!" Song Zixuan said angrily.

"Okay! Tell me your plan. After all, we are also people in the same trench. Why don't we help you?"

"Take it, my request is very simple, use the fastest speed to make that woman disappear without a sound."

Song Zixuan didn't know that when he said this, his own voice was also transmitted to another room.

After he hung up the phone, Mu Qing sighed deeply, and leaned on the sofa as if he was extremely tired.