In the huge room, it was lonely and silent.

Li Shaoyan was wearing a silver-gray suit, sitting lazily and comfortably on the sofa. The slender legs wrapped under the suit pants were elegantly overlapping, and the slender and well-chorded fingers were slowly and rhythmically hitting their knees.

Once and then, the speed of neither hurry nor slow seemed to hit people's hearts.

It's unreasonable, nervous.

In front of him, a man covered in blood and scarred by two bodyguards kneeled on the ground. His face was swollen and he could not see his original appearance. The cracked corners of his lips looked even more miserable.

"Have you thought it through?"

It was a slow encounter, and it was so deep and pleasant that it sounded like a talisman that was urging death in the depths of hell. A cold breath spreads, making people shudder involuntarily.

"I have no idea."

After hearing the last word that man said, Li Shaoyan put out half of the cigarette in his hand and slapped it into the ashtray. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his thick eyelashes covered the fierceness in his eyes. The corners of his lips raised slightly, and a cruel and cold smile appeared.

"Then, only death."

"Bang."

The word "death" fell to the ground, and the bodyguard on his side had already pulled out his gun and pointed it at the other party's eyebrows without hesitation. In an instant, the man who had lost his vitality lay on his back on the ground, and the black hole between his eyebrows was not only showing red and white liquid.

"Drag the person down."

"yes."

Soon the body was taken away, and the stained ground was also handled by servants. In less than ten minutes, the blood on the ground was cleaned up and the floor was as smooth as new.

Li Shaoyan stretched out his arms and placed them on the back of the sofa, squinted his eyes and looked up at the high ceiling.

The crystal chandeliers reflect gorgeous and dazzling light, shining brightly.

"Continue to search, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will have to find the Gong family. Whether it is the White Dao or the Dark World, all of them will be dispatched. Borrow the power of the Dark Night and find it for me as quickly as possible."

"yes!"

The subordinate answered in an orderly manner, then turned and left respectfully. Only Li Shaoyan was left sitting alone in the living room, his chest was extremely frustrated. He got up, took the cigarette beside him and lit it with a lighter, and took a sip.

The bitter nicotine spread in his mouth, and it flowed around and finally calmed his anxious heart a little.

Gong Jue, you'd better not do anything to Ranran. Otherwise, I will use the entire Gong family to be buried with you.

The cigarette butt was severely extinguished in the palm of his palm, but Li Shaoyan seemed to not feel the pain. The squinting eyes were covered with coldness, like the sickle of the god of death, waiting to harvest life at any time.

Three days in a flash.

It seemed calm, but it seemed like all the undercurrents were buried deep. For Song Yiran, three days were just a blink of an eye.

With Song Xiaomeng's company, Song still has no time to think too much.

When she heard Gong Jue’s request, Song Yiran almost jumped up. She looked at Gong Jue with an expression of “Are you not sick”. Her gorgeous face was incredible, and her tone was even more intense.

"You asked me to be your girlfriend to attend an important family dinner in your palace family?"

Did she hear it wrong? It was the fantasy of this world, and she had hallucinations while alive. Gong Jue would actually ask herself to attend a banquet for the Gong family. But to celebrate Gong Ming's takeover of the Gong family as the head of the Gong family, what would she do for an inexplicable outsider?

Moreover, she remembered that Huo Xingzhan had used this trick before?

Why do they all like to use this method to force people?

"The dress is ready, and the makeup artist and the stylist are on standby. You can go and have a rest first, and the dinner starts at 7:30 pm. On a cruise ship, the environment is pretty good."

Gong Jue said to himself, then turned around and left.

Song Yiran opened his mouth and looked like he wanted to speak, but because of the depressed expression of being ignored, he stared at the powerful and arrogant Gong Jue gradually moving away, and then choked silently.

Can she not go?

Even though she was reluctant, Song Yiran obediently changed into her dress at night, and was fiddled with by the makeup artist and the stylist for more than an hour before she could barely stop. Looking at the cold and noble queen in the mirror, Song Yiran blinked and felt that she didn't know her anymore.

"Mommy is so beautiful, she is the most beautiful mommy in the world."

Song Xiaomeng was also wearing a princess dress and dressed cutely and well-behavedly. Seeing Song Yiran immediately ran over with a smile, and praised her with envy.

"Xiao Meng is also very beautiful, she is the best-looking little princess."

"Is that true? But Xiao Meng wants to be as beautiful as mommy!"

Song Xiaomeng pouted in displeasure. She didn't want to take the cute and well-behaved route. She wanted to be the queen! Humph, mommy is her style, and princess skirts and other things are simply too childish.

Looking at her daughter's unwilling appearance, Song Yiran couldn't help but smile and stretched out her hand to pinch the tip of her nose.

"Be good, Xiao Meng is the best now."

"Hmph, since Mommy has said that, Xiao Meng will accept it barely. By the way, Mommy. Brother Ming said that he will be the master of the Gong family tonight. Does that mean that this island belongs to Brother Ming?"

Song Xiaomeng looked up at Song Yiran, her big eyes flashing, and her eyes were full of expectations.

It shines like a star accidentally falling in.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"A big island belongs to Brother Ming, isn't he very rich? Is he rich with daddy?"

The smile on Song Xiaomeng's face became even louder and her eyes became more enthusiastic. Song Yiran looked at her baby princess with an unknown face, not knowing what good thing she was thinking about.

"It should be richer than your dad."

"Really? That's great! Brother Ming is richer than daddy. If Xiao Meng marrys Brother Ming, these property will be Xiao Meng. At that time, Xiao Meng will be richer than daddy, so Xiao Meng can buy Daddy and let him stay by my side."

Song Xiaomeng clapped her hands and screamed with excitement. Song Yiran was immediately amazed and crying when she heard this.

Thinking of Song Xiaomeng's purpose, I felt particularly sad and a little guilty. During this period, in order to deal with Rong Chen, she and Li Shaoyan rarely stayed with Song Xiaomeng. After all, she was just a child and needed the company of her parents.

"Little Mengge, after we leave here, my daddy and mommy will always be with you and never be separated."

"Very good!"

Song Xiaomeng smiled and narrowed her eyes, hugged Song Yiran and carefully approached her and kissed her.

"Mommy, let's go, we're going to set off."

"good."

Song Yiran smiled and nodded, allowing Song Xiaomeng to lead him out. At the door of the hall, Gong Jue stood in the dusk in a black handmade suit, his hands casually inserted into his pants pockets. He looked elegant and calm, and at the same time, he was in a strong and powerful manner that could not be ignored.

Standing quietly, there is a sense of existence.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Gong Jue turned around. When he saw Song Yiran wearing a light blue hollow cheongsam, his eyes couldn't help but squint.

Deep in the eyes, a stunning flashed with a faint light.

"Brother Ming."

When Song Xiaomeng saw Gong Ming, who was also in good costumes, immediately let go of Song Yiran's hand, ran over and held his hand with a smile. He blinked his eyes and looked up and down at Gong Ming in a white suit, with admiration in his eyes.

"Brother Ming, you are so handsome today."

"Is that so? Xiao Meng is also very beautiful today."

Gong Ming curled his lips and smiled slightly. Looking at Song Xiaomeng's pink face, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and squeezed it.

"It's getting late, let's go."

Gong Jue spoke in a cold tone. He then stretched out his hand until Song Yiran walked to his side, letting her hold her arm and slowly walked towards the car that had been waiting in the open space not far away for a long time.

To be honest, Song still felt very discordant.

But Gong Jue looked calm. After realizing Song Yiran's slightly stiff body, he suddenly leaned over with his thin lips pressing against her earlobes, and a cold breath suddenly came to his face.

"Remember, you are standing with me on behalf of Xier. This outfit and this makeup were all designed for Xier a long time ago."

A simple tone instantly imprisoned all Song Yiran's movements. She lowered her eyelashes to cover the thick depression in her black eyes. She ignored the dull silt in her chest and forced herself to relax, like a well-behaved puppet allowed Gong Jue to play with her.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the port.

In the twilight, a gorgeous cruise ship docked on the shore. The cruise ship was brightly lit and full of style.

There were valuable cars parked at the port, and there were rows of yachts on the other side. It must have been guests invited by the Gong family. The servants in neat dresses stood at the entrance of the cruise ship, respectfully checking the invitations of each guest, and leading them onto the cruise ship with a decent smile.

"After tonight, the person who is in charge of the Gong family is Gong Ming. I have always hoped that the child can grow up as soon as possible and take over the Gong family as soon as possible. Unfortunately, he is not sure about his character. He used to escape blindly, thinking that with me, the Gong family would not need his efforts. But unfortunately, I was even more unintentional to the Gong family. I handed over the Gong family to me and eventually could only go to destruction."

Gong Jue said casually, his tone was calm, as if he was discussing today's weather with Song Yiran.

Song Yiran turned his head slightly, and looked at Gong Jue's calm expression as before, and suddenly a strange feeling appeared in his heart. He always felt that Gong Jue's words meant something.

Something flashed in his mind, but Song still couldn't grasp it at all.

She shook her head and signaled that she didn't need to think too much. Tonight's banquet was enough to have a headache, and she didn't have time to think too much.

"Uncle, Aunt Song, let's go up. The guests have arrived almost."

Gong Ming led Song Xiaomeng over and said politely. Gong Jue nodded, suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Song Yiran's waist, and then took her to the entrance of the yacht.

"Brother Ming, why do your uncle hold my mommy's waist?"

Song Xiaomeng, who was walking behind, frowned with disagreement, and pulled Gong Ming's sleeve beside her and asked.

Gong Ming glanced quickly and saw Song Xiaomeng's pouting mouth because of displeasure. A trace of depression and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Little Meng behave, that's because my uncle wants to protect your mom. Look, the steps are so high and the mom is wearing high heels. If you don't support it, what if mom accidentally falls down?"

Gong Ming explained to Song Xiaomeng seriously, but he couldn't help but sweat in his heart.

Sorry, Xiaomeng, Brother Ming doesn’t want to deceive you either.
Chapter completed!