Chapter 129

Song Rong didn't expect that, just by her own words, Qian Jinbao could decisively make the right decision, but she believed that when the time came, she would really make money. Once Qian Jinbao didn't believe in herself, and then twice or three times, Qian Jinbao would always trust herself.

Song Rong glanced at Fengyi and Qian Jinbao and said, "Qian Jinbao, please avoid it first."

Qian Jinbao hesitated and didn't want to go here.

Song Rong said ruthlessly, "this matter can't be known to outsiders."

Qian Jinbao felt a little lost when he heard the speech. Is he an outsider? Then Fengyi is not an outsider? Thinking so, he looked at Song Rong with wronged eyes.

Every time Qian Jinbao is like this, Song Rong will be a little softhearted, but at this moment, the situation is different. Song Rong really has no way to be softhearted. What she wants to inquire about with Fengyi is Zhu Herong and song qiuniang.

She didn't understand such a thing herself. The fewer people she knew, the better. If she accidentally sent it to Zhu Herong and said she was investigating him, Zhu Herong was not sure what to do.

Even if we don't consider Zhu Herong, this matter must involve the private affairs that Fengyi doesn't want to talk to people.

Thinking that Zhu Herong had humiliated Fengyi, Song Rong really couldn't bear to ask Fengyi these things. However, at present, only Fengyi may know what she wants to know.

Waiting for everyone to leave, Song Rong set her eyes on Fengyi.

"Green peach, go and bring clear water. Then, go down." Song Rong ordered.

Waiting for the green peach to bring the water, Song Rong personally wetted the handkerchief and wiped it on Fengyi's face. When Song Rong put the handkerchief on Fengyi's face, a glimmer of Qingming suddenly flashed in Fengyi's hazy eyes. Then he grabbed Song Rong's hand.

Song Rong was startled and hurriedly took back her hand.

Feng Yi murmured, "sister." this sister, like a cuckoo crying blood, fell in Song Rong's ear with a kind of sadness, which made Song Rong start from her heart and think of Song Yu's premature death in his previous life.

Looking at Fengyi, Song Rong has understood that Fengyi must have a sister. However, I don't know why, he fell here, and his sister... May be more or less bad.

Song Rong felt more and more that Feng Yi, who was only 15 years old, had actually experienced a lot of things. Her heart was even more vicissitudes than the person who had lived two lives.

Fengyi suddenly released Song Rong's hand and whispered, "I'm a little stupid. My sister has long been gone. I've made a mistake, I've made a mistake, I've made a mistake..." he kept repeating these words.

Song Rong gently shouted, "childe Fengyi?"

"Don't call me a childe. I'm not a childe... I'm an actor." Fengyi said with self mockery.

Looking at Fengyi's very sober appearance, Song Rong didn't intend to ask anything while Fengyi was drunk. Instead, she sat next to Fengyi, poured tea and sobered up, and wanted to ask again when Fengyi woke up.

After drinking tea, Fengyi fell asleep on the table.

It was not cold, and Song Rong didn't ask anyone to dress Fengyi.

After about two quarters of an hour, Fengyi moved. He sat up straight. At this moment, his eyes have recovered their usual coolness.

"Fengyi." Song Rong no longer called childe Fengyi, but she couldn't call out the word "playboy".

Fengyi's eyes turned and seemed to be thinking about something. Soon, Fengyi seemed to understand something and said to Song Rong, "Miss Rong?"

Song Rong nodded and said, "do you remember what happened?"

Feng Yi moved her lips and said, "you helped me again."

Song Rong looked at Fengyi and said, "Why are you alone in that wine shop?"

"In a bad mood, walk around at will." Fengyi said lightly.

Even if Fengyi sold herself to Chunfeng Shili, it's not a prisoner. If she wants to come out, it's OK. However, Song Rong feels that Fengyi came out like this. The steward of Chunfeng Shili certainly doesn't know. Otherwise, how can Fengyi come out alone?

With a face like Chong Fengyi, even if she doesn't know how to sing opera now, it's also the baby pimple in the spring breeze. Where is the reason to let the baby pimple hang out by herself.

Song Rong thought for a moment, and then sincerely reminded him, "you'd better take someone with you next time. Next time, you may not have such good luck to meet me."

"You saved me twice, but you really didn't figure it out?" Fengyi's clear eyes, as if to see through Song Rong, fell on Song Rong.

Song Rong gave a dry smile. The first time, she could really say she didn't have the picture, but this time, didn't she make a risk to save people just to inquire about something?

Looking at Song Rong's eyes, Fengyi understood what happened. She said coldly, "what do you want, speak."

Looking at Fengyi, Song Rong quickly explained, "I don't want anything... I have the money, beauty... I'm only ten years old and I don't have any luck."

Hearing Song Rong's words, Fengyi, who has been cold faced, can't hang her cold face. It's really funny to say such words from a little girl's mouth, but it's true. She's only ten years old. Where would she think of Fengyi.

Money may not be important to Yu Fengyi. What he hates most is the person who thinks about his body. Now he suddenly understands that Song Rong's is really not the same.

Fengyi's expression also eased a little and asked, "what do you want?" Fengyi really couldn't think of anything else she could take out.

Song Rong said directly, "I want to inquire about something."

Fengyi slightly frowned her eyebrows, which seemed a little puzzled. Even such a cluster of eyebrows also had some amorous feelings. Song Rong thought silently in her heart. No wonder Fengyi, although a man, still made so many men think about it.

She has never seen a woman who can compare with Fengyi in terms of her appearance, figure and every move.

I don't know whether God gave him such a good face is a favor or a punishment.

Gave him a good face, but did not give him the strength to protect himself. There is too much sadness in it.

Feng Yi said, "what do you want to know?"

"I want to know about Zhu Herong." Song Rong hesitated and said it. She knew that Zhu Herong probably existed like a scar in Fengyi's heart. Fengyi didn't want to mention it, but she had to ask. Besides, if she knew more about Zhu Herong and knew Zhu Herong's purpose, at least, It can also make Zhu Herong unhappy. It can be regarded as a breath for Fengyi.