“Mister Song, I have something to tell you.”

The weather was fine that day.

Song Yanqing, accompanied by bodyguards, completed the routine inspection.

He walked in the crowd, wearing a long thin gray trench coat and a tailored tailored suit inside.

For a patient who came to the hospital for examination, his clothes were too formal.

Moreover, under the scorching sun, he also wears too warm clothes, which makes people wonder if he will be covered up.

However, when you see his face, you will never say such a thing.

This outfit will only show vividly and thoroughly his already perfect slender body. Even the male models on the runway are even better.

even more how that dusty temperament.

He was chilly, and even in the summer heat, his body temperature was several degrees lower than that of ordinary people, making him wear more than normal people.

Inspection is even more commonplace.

And he rarely appears in front of people, even if he is seen, if it were not for his whispered cough from time to time, I am afraid that no one would know that such a person is extremely weak.

Song Yanqing heard the shout in this situation.

Most people rarely have the courage to call him. It’s not him, but his distinguished status and ill-fated destiny. Song Family sees him as lifeblood. Even if it is a normal conversation, bodyguards will refuse to approach others. Song Yanqing.

So, this shout was extremely loud.

The hospital is a VIP channel. They will not run into who when they leave here. Apart from doctors and nurses, there are only a few patients.

Song Yanqing turned his head, his thin and sharp eyebrows neutralized a little because of his usual morbidity, showing the pine and snow-like temperament and beauty.

Even if he is weak, there are still a lot of people who want to get close to him, even if they say a word to him, it is all happiness.

“Young Master.”

The bodyguard frowned immediately and blocked Song Yanqing all around.

What they saw was a girl in a hospital gown with a thin body, a delicate face, curved apricot eyes, and bright eyes.

It must be a girl who will arouse affection when she smiles.

I want people to touch her face even more.

Song Yanqing does not recognize her.

The bodyguard seems to know her identity: “Mu Family’s adopted daughter of the newly entered lady.”

Song Yanqing half-closed her eyes, as if she had heard it, but she didn’t have any interest.

Don’t say it’s an adopted daughter, just a few expensive Young Masters of Mu Family, they can’t get close to Song Yanqing.

When they were about to walk away, they heard the girl smile and say:

“Mister Song, I think your hall is dark, I’m afraid it will be dead soon.”

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These words can be regarded as treacherous.

Everyone knows that Song Yanqing is weak, but no one has ever dared to say that in person.

To be heard by other elders of Song Family, I am afraid this girl will not even see the 2nd day of the sun.

“What did you say, you have the ability to say it again!”

There is a bodyguard beside Song Yanqing, who is tall and magnificent, and he is a head taller than Song Yanqing, immediately Can’t help it.

As soon as the hot temper came up, it seemed as if she wanted to kill the girl on the spot.

The other bodyguards did not stop him, but they all glared at the girl.

In this situation, Song Yanqing seemed much calmer.

When the girl said that, he didn’t even move his eyebrows.

Instead, he said flatly: “The lines are too old-fashioned.”

The voice is like a harp, elegant and low, and the speed of speech is gentle, which seems to be calming.

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