dkrc Chapter 309 Reaching a Consensus
Chapter 309 Reaching a Consensus
Wu Yipeng smiled angrily, and put his hands on the table to hold it. Seeing her impatient expression, he was not annoyed, and called the waiter to order two cups of coffee.
When Song Shiyu heard him order coffee, she frowned delicately and looked at him vigilantly, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.
It wasn't until the coffee came that Wu Yipeng stirred the coffee slowly and looked at Song Shiyu with a smile on his face.
Under Song Shiyu's impatient eyes, he took out his mobile phone, flipped to the photo he secretly took, and pushed it in front of her.
Song Shiyu frowned, looked down, and was shocked. She grabbed the phone, and the photo showed Song Yaoguang and another woman. The woman looked to be in her twenties, about her age.
Song Yaoguang is really ruthless, the woman he is looking for is so young!
Song Shiyu's face was overcast, she swept towards Wu Yipeng fiercely, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you see them?"
Wu Yipeng looked over in surprise, "Why, you don't know?"
There was a schadenfreude in his tone.
Song Shiyu was silent for two seconds before answering, "I know, but there is no proof."
"Hey, then, didn't I give you charcoal in a timely manner?" Wu Yipeng looked over with a smile, and he said slowly: "Shiyu, we were once engaged, although the engagement was cancelled, but we were also the closest people. .”
Song Shiyu felt disgusted when she heard what he said. She didn't like Wu Yipeng in the first place. If it wasn't for the influence of public opinion at that time, she would never have gotten engaged to him.Now what is he doing with these disgusting words, Song Shiyu couldn't help becoming vigilant.
"Let it go if you fart."
Wu Yipeng was not angry when he heard the words, he smiled and said, "That's right, if you want these photos, you have to do one thing for me."
"What's the matter?" Song Shiyu asked suspiciously, frowning lightly.
"Send Song Qingzhu to my bed."
"What do you want me to do?" When Song Shiyu heard the news, her first reaction was shock, but at the same time, she couldn't do this at all. She and Song Qingzhu were not in tune, everyone knew, and Song Qingzhu was very ruthless. She couldn't even get close to her body.
Wu Yipeng approached her, put his hands on the back of her hand, and caressed the back of her hand carefully, which only added a little bit of goose bumps to Song Shiyu.
Song Shiyu pulled it out suddenly, her face changed slightly.
"You can do it." Wu Yipeng said with a smile that was sure to win, and he was not annoyed when he saw her pull her hand away. He leaned back, folded his hands on his lap, tilted his head, and said lazily "I think sending Song Qingzhu to my bed is a good thing for you and me."
Song Shiyu's brain was spinning crazily after hearing it.
What she thought was that when Song Qingzhu and Wu Yipeng got together, she could send someone to take pictures.Last time, after that man was caught on the spot, she felt unwilling. This time, she might be able to take a picture of her. In this way, Master Rong Jiu would definitely not want her again.
At that time, she can take advantage of the opportunity to enter. As long as she wins Master Jiu's heart, she will be able to enter Rong's house just around the corner.
"Think about it, don't you want to enter Rong's house? It shouldn't be difficult for you, right?" Wu Yipeng smiled evilly, and continued to say to her: "As long as I get Song Qingzhu done, then you will definitely be able to enter." The Rong family."
What Wu Yipeng said moved Song Shiyu's heart.
She struggled for two seconds, thought for a while, and said: "Okay, you give me the address, I will be responsible for bringing the person, and you send me the photo."
"Of course." Hearing that she let go, Wu Yipeng smiled angrily and half-closed his eyes, "I still like your character the most, if it wasn't because I was greedy for that woman's body, otherwise I would have married you."
Song Shiyu's face was gloomy, and the corners of her mouth twitched expressionlessly.
She hates being compared with that woman Song Qingzhu the most. Every time someone compares the two of them, she always loses.She is obviously better than her in looks and figure, so why should she beat her up?
"Heh." Song Shiyu sneered.
She put on sunglasses and a mask, picked up her bag, stood up, and looked down at him.
"Okay, I'll go first."
Song Shiyu didn't wait for him to speak again, she turned and left.
Wu Yipeng raised his eyebrows, and touched his mouth with a little wickedness.
Thinking of Song Qingzhu, he couldn't help being excited.
As the saying goes, the more you can't get it, the more you miss it, so for Song Qingzhu, he has an obsession and wants her.Although it turned yellow every time, but this time, he had a hunch that it would definitely succeed.
Song Shiyu thought of the smiling faces of the two people in the photo, and the anger in his heart was burning.Thinking of Song Yaoguang's sophistry, her eyes were slightly cold, she walked to the side of the road, took a taxi and went straight to the Song Group.
She tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, came to the front desk, and asked aggressively if Song Yaoguang was there.The receptionist was frightened by her aura and nodded in fear, Song Shiyu turned her head and entered the elevator.
The elevator went up very quickly, almost at the same time, as soon as the elevator door opened, she rushed out.
Arriving at Song Yaoguang's office, Song Shiyu opened the office door with a stern face.
Inside, Song Yaoguang looked down at the document, and suddenly heard the sound of rushing high-heeled shoes. He raised his head indifferently, and seeing Song Shiyu, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly remembered her questioning voice last time, and he still felt a little guilty.
Song Yaoguang frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Close the door."
Song Shiyu paused, turned back and closed the door.
She walked up to Song Yaoguang and threw the phone in front of him.
The photos on the mobile phone are in sight.
Song Yaoguang took a closer look, his pupils shrank slightly, then suddenly widened, and asked in disbelief: "Shiyu, are you following me?"
Song Shiyu sneered: "How do you explain this? Looking at it now, your last explanation was farting."
Song Yaoguang said in a deep voice, "Song Shiyu, is this how you talk to your father?"
Song Shiyu was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed, her eyes showing disdain, and she hugged her arms.
"Father? Are you worthy? The moment you do this to you and this mistress, you are not worthy."
When Song Yaoguang heard her blunt words, he instantly became angry from embarrassment. He slapped the table on the table, making a shocking sound.
"Song Shiyu, pay attention to your attitude."
"Song Yaoguang, why do you want me to pay attention to my attitude." Song Shiyu said unconvinced, pointing to the woman on the phone and said, "Tell me, who is this woman? Who is this mistress? Doesn't mom treat you wrong?" Okay? Why are you cheating? Why are you still so confident after cheating?"
"Snapped!"
A slap came head-on.
The crisp sound of slaps sounded in the quiet office.
Song Yaoguang was stunned, looking at his palm.