Jiangcheng.

Song Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief when she came out of the sy group gate. She originally thought that this contract would take a lot of effort, but she didn't expect that it would go so smoothly.

The representative of the other party signed the contract immediately after reading the planning proposal, and even agreed to sign a confidentiality agreement.

sy is the largest company in Jiangcheng. The group is involved in many fields. Winning sy is equivalent to winning Jiangcheng.

She had successfully completed her mission this time.

Song Qingyou opened the medicine bottle and took a small pill, and the depression in her chest immediately dispersed a lot.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Song Chang.

"Uncle Chang, sy's contract has been signed. They promised to inject 1.8 billion into Qing Ning and assist Qing Ning in listing overseas."

Song Chang said excitedly: "Great! But why did Sy agree to give so much money all of a sudden?"

Song Qingyou paused: "I don't know, maybe I'm fancying Qing Ning's potential."

No matter what, once you get this money, you can invest in the projects sent by the Song family. Then it will be much easier to acquire the Song family's stocks.

The person in charge of sy watched Song Qingyou get into the car, held the phone respectfully and spoke: "Mr. Fu, I did as you said. Do you have any other instructions? Okay, okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, the person in charge couldn't help but sigh.

Who is Miss Song? She can make the grandson of the famous Jiang family personally hand over 1.8 billion yuan with just one sentence.

However, matters in the upper class were not something that junior staff like them could discuss casually. He entered the elevator holding the contract he had just signed.

The wind blows through the treetops.

Song Qingyou coughed for a long time while holding on to the ginkgo tree next to her. Jiangcheng was colder than the capital. She wore more clothes today. The cheongsam she usually wore was replaced by professional attire. Black stockings wrapped her calves, which were straight and well-proportioned, and very beautiful.

Sitting in the taxi, Song Qingyou reported an address softly.

When Song Qingyou returned to the hotel, the first thing she did was to go to the bathroom and take a hot bath. The scalding temperature of the water swept over her body, tightly wrapping her delicate skin. It wasn't until her body slowly warmed up that her tense nerves calmed down.

Relax.

Unknowingly, I fell asleep.

"Green pomelo."

"Song Qingyou."

Song Qingyou suddenly thought someone was calling her.

Her vision went dark, as if she had fallen into an endless abyss. Someone was pulling her down desperately. Song Qingyou could hardly breathe.

It took a lot of effort for her to open her eyes and saw Song Yuan in the darkness.

Song Yuan was scolding her again.

He scolded her for being bad luck and a little beast, scolding her for why she didn't die with Song Ning. Song Qingyou didn't like others talking about Song Ning, so she quarreled with Song Yuan, and Song Yuan took out his belt and hit her.

pain……

It really hurts...

Song Qingyou lay in the snow and curled up in pain. Song Yuan ordered his servants not to bring her food. She felt that she was about to die.

Because she seemed to have seen Song Ning.

Who will save her...

Who can save her...

There was only a gap left in Song Qingyou's swollen eyes. The moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight poured down gently.

Someone was walking towards her in the heavy snow.

"Youyou!"

Fu Wenzhou fished Song Qingyou out of the water and kept calling her.

Song Qingyou pulled away from her sleep, her eyes were a little confused, she blinked, as if she saw her god.

"Fu Wenzhou?"

Seeing that she was finally awake, Fu Wenzhou breathed a sigh of relief and held her tightly in his arms, like a lost treasure.

The voice was suppressed and hoarse, mixed with the doting that even he himself was unaware of: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Song Qingyou took a breath, and the feeling of near-death fear disappeared in an instant.

Maybe it was Fu Wenzhou's words that had an effect, or maybe it was because the hug was so warm and powerful.

In short, Song Qingyou, who wakes up from nightmares every time, is not so scared for the first time.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and her heart began to cling to this embrace, and she couldn't bear to push it away.

Fortunately, when Fu Wenzhou saw that her mood had stabilized, he took the initiative to let her go.

"Have you had another nightmare?" Fu Wenzhou looked down at her, his dark eyes filled with uncontrollable distress.

Song Qingyou nodded dullly: "Yes."

As if remembering something, Song Qingyou raised her eyes: "In what season did we first meet?"

Fu Wenzhou didn't know why she suddenly asked this, his eyes narrowed, his cold fingers stopped at the end of her eyes, and wiped away the tears.

"Winter Solstice." he said.

Song Qingyou was stunned: "Isn't it Xia Tian?"

Fu Wenzhou thought to himself, you saw me in the summer, but the first time I saw you was at the winter solstice.

The light above his head was bright but not dazzling, falling into his dark and deep eyes.

She sighed helplessly: "Sister, you were lying in the yard at that time, and I carried you back to the house."

That day was the first time he went to the Song family with his grandfather, and it was also the first time he saw Song Qingyou who was being bullied.

He had never seen someone being thrown lifelessly into a snow-covered yard like a fragile rag doll.

Fu Wenzhou asked Mr. Fu to intercede, and Song Yuan relented and asked someone to bring Song Qingyou into the house.

No one in the Song family was willing to pick up a broken doll, so Fu Wenzhou finally carried him back.

He always knew that she had a bad life in the Song family, so he went abroad to cultivate his own power and take back everything in the Fu family.

At the beginning, he begged her not to marry Fu Tingshen. He only had to wait for him for two years. In another two years, he would be able to gain a foothold in Jiangcheng. By then, he would be able to help her solve the problem, whether it was the Fu family or the Song family.

But she didn't wait.

Still married.

But it doesn't matter, it's him who kisses her, hugs her and touches her skin.

It can only be him.

Song Qingyou's heart was beating hard. She didn't know whether she was embarrassed by his sister's voice, or she was shocked by the fact that the moon in her dream actually existed.

After she finished relaxing, she suddenly remembered that she was taking a shower, with no clothes on her body, completely exposing herself to Fu Wenzhou's sight.

Song Qingyou's ears suddenly turned red, and she quickly stood up to find a bath towel. With her movements, her beautiful figure curves were exposed, and every inch of her body was displayed in front of the man's eyes.

Fu Wenzhou's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were frighteningly heavy, and the burning desire was hidden deep in his eyes.

But he didn't dare to expose his clumsy thoughts to the air for fear that she would be frightened by him.

Song Qingyou soon realized that standing was easier for her to be noticed. She could not sit or stand for a while, and finally glared at him angrily: "Get out!"

"Youyou, why do you turn your back on me?" Fu Wenzhou chuckled, his voice was lazy and low, his eyes followed her collarbone, and his eyes darkened: "Do you want me to carry you away?"

Song Qingyou's teeth were almost broken, her cheeks were as red as persimmons, she was embarrassed and annoyed: "I can leave by myself, you go out first."
Chapter completed!