God-level emotional system

Chapter 438 Good luck!

Pushing open the door of the lounge, Baobao saw Xiaoying'er lying on the table and crying loudly.

He thought for a while, and finally turned back to Qin Shitong and said, "You should come and comfort her!"

"Actually, Brother Bao, at this time...it would be better for you to comfort her." Qin Shitong whispered: "She may still be unhappy seeing me..."

"This time is not suitable for me to comfort her. It is not suitable for her to treat me as her father." Baobao smiled helplessly.

I didn't even use the restroom in the lounge, and turned around to go to the public restroom.

Qin Shitong walked into the lounge, her eyes were a little red, and she didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only hold Ying'er tightly in her arms.

"Mom... woo woo... Can you let Uncle Baobao be your father..."

Qin Shitong let out a long breath: "I can't...don't talk about this issue again in the future, so as not to make things difficult for Uncle Baobao."

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He Erming arrived at the place agreed with Song Shaoyuan.

This is Song Shaoyuan's favorite club, which is where he often comes to.

He Erming knew which room Song Shaoyuan was usually in, so he came to the door and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and He Erming walked in.

Song Shaoyuan was sitting on the sofa with a woman with heavy makeup in his arms.

"Come on!" Song Shaoyuan smiled and pointed to the seat on the left: "Sit."

He Erming nodded, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

"Do you want a girl?" Song Shaoyuan smiled.

"No need."

"I heard that your girl ran away after you stopped being the boss. After these days, don't you need to solve your physical needs?" Song Shaoyuan joked.

"I have different tastes from yours, and the girl you like is not suitable for me."

Song Shaoyuan smiled, his eyes changed slightly, he exhaled smoke rings and said, "Do you know why I asked you to come here today?"

"Just tell me what you have!"

"Then I won't go around in circles with you." Song Shaoyuan pushed the woman in his arms away, flicked the cigarette ash: "A brother reported that you colluded with the surname Bao."

He Erming squinted his eyes, and the movement of inhaling heavily with his cigarette in his mouth froze for a moment.

Song Shaoyuan continued: "And just before you came to my place, you went to the bar and discussed something with the surname Bao. It seems that I asked you to come here. I want to know why you said this to him?"

He Erming said: "This is not revealing your secret, is it?"

"If he sends someone to follow you, won't he expose my location?"

"If he wants to know where you are and doesn't need me at all, Tang Xinyue must have already said everything that needs to be said. Now most of your information is already transparent in his eyes. What does this have to do with me? ?”

"That's right, I was going to talk about Tang Xinyue too!" Song Shaoyuan's face was gloomy, and his sharp eyes were directed at He Erming: "It's not that you joined forces with the surname Bao to instigate her rebellion!"

He Erming frowned tightly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Shaoyuan snorted, "If it wasn't for you to inform me, how could he know that Tang Xinyue is mine? Could it be that he has mind reading skills?"

"You should ask him this question, not me."

"I asked him for a fart!" Song Shaoyuan spat: "Why are you suddenly unwilling to be the boss? You can't give a reasonable reason until now, don't you just want to join hands with him to mess with me? Now the big sister treats me With such a big opinion, you should be very happy, right!"

He Erming got up angrily: "What are you talking about?!"

"What do you want to do? You are so anxious that you want to jump over the wall, right?" Song Shaoyuan also stood up and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray: "Then tell me, why do you often go to the bar to find that surnamed Bao these days?" ?”

"He and I are good friends. What does it matter to you if I find him?"

"So? You still can't provide evidence to prove that you didn't betray me." Song Shaoyuan snorted and said, "But I also know that you won't take the initiative to admit it."

"You have no conclusive evidence to prove that I betrayed you!"

"But we have a rule, which is the rule set by the eldest sister." Song Shaoyuan smiled and said, "You should know what the rule is, right?"

He Erming frowned tightly and fell silent.

"It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go."

"I always feel that this rule should have been changed a long time ago. Why do you "kill" people without evidence."

"Then you can talk to the eldest sister yourself in the future! But now I still have to deal with it according to the rules." Song Shaoyuan's voice suddenly became cold, and then he waved his hand suddenly.

Before He Erming realized what was going on, the six men behind him suddenly stepped forward and restrained him to death, unable to move even if he tried to struggle.

"What do you want to do?" He Erming asked angrily.

"Call me!" Song Shaoyuan ordered directly.

Those few people responded by punching and kicking He Erming, punching to the flesh without mercy.

Even if He Erming had experienced such a scene, he still couldn't help but groan.

The woman lying in Song Shaoyuan's arms just now was also scared and hid by the wall.

"Do you admit it or not?" Song Shaoyuan frowned and asked.

"What the hell! You must have reported your affairs to the eldest sister before remembering to hate me."

"Keep hitting me!"

Hearing this, several people began to greet He Erming again.

After a while, even the corner of He Erming's mouth was bleeding.

"Do you admit it or not?" Song Shaoyuan shouted again.

He Erming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Song Shaoyuan with a sneer: "Why do I have to admit what I didn't do?"

"Chop off his finger!" Song Shaoyuan ordered.

"Even if I cut all ten fingers off, I won't admit it! If Eldest Sister knows what you've done, you won't be rewarded!"

"I forgot to tell you, the eldest sister said that I will handle all of this matter." Song Shaoyuan laughed slyly: "Chop it up for me!"

"Dong dong dong..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Song Shaoyuan was suspicious for a moment, and waved his hand at a man: "Go and see who it is."

The man trotted over in a hurry, opened some cracks in the door, and then called out respectfully: "Miss Guo."

The woman outside the door came in, and she was the only one.

"Eldest sister said, you can get out." The woman's gaze was fixed on Song Shaoyuan.

Song Shaoyuan's legs softened immediately, and he realized that something was wrong.

The woman walked up to He Erming with tall steps, and handed him the phone.

He Erming was already sweating profusely at this time, and his whole body was aching.

He took the phone over and put it to his ear, and then sat down on the sofa.

"Are you okay!" A woman's voice came from the opposite side.

"It's okay." He Erming panted, "Thank you, big sister, for your concern."

"That's good. I still believe that you will not do such a thing. Song Shaoyuan should get out. It was the last chance I gave him just now, and he still let me down."

He Erming smiled: "Why does eldest sister trust me so much?"

"From an emotional point of view, I would like to believe in your character. You have been with me for so long and have never done anything to disappoint me; if you are more rational, I think if you really colluded with Baobao, it is I wouldn't run to his bar every day."

He Erming smiled without making a sound.

The woman exhaled: "I think you are the most suitable person for Song Shaoyuan's position, why don't you come back and help me!"

"Sister, I have really made up my mind." He Erming shook his head: "Don't force me."

"Okay!" The woman sighed, "It's just that I'm wondering why you suddenly quit so resolutely?"

He Erming was silent for a while, and then said softly: "The woman I like said that she doesn't want her future husband to fight every day. She wants to feel safe."

"If that's the case, then I support you." After hearing He Erming's words, the woman did not hesitate, but smiled and encouraged: "Come on."

"Thank you ma'am."

"Good luck."

He Erming pursed his lower lips: "Although I know the possibility is very small, I still want to lend you a good word."

"Well, come on."

After hanging up the phone, He Erming returned the phone to the woman beside him.

The woman patted He Erming's shoulder with a smile, and left the room with graceful steps. Then she made a phone call with a coquettish smile: "Has the little beauty been washed? This queen is coming to pamper you."

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(End of this chapter)