"Will McLaun really be fooled?"

Song Yiran looked at Li Shaoyan with a worried look on her face. She always felt worried. Every time she thought that Xiao Susu was so young, she felt that she was particularly cruel.

She is also a mother, so she knows more about the pain of pushing her child to the brink of danger.

“Yes.”

Li Shaoyan's tone was so stern, with a sharp sharp look in his eyes. Even if McLaun had no feelings for Su Wen, he would definitely fight back at all costs by being slapped in the face by him. McLaun would return the disdain that Li Shaoyan brought to him in his way thousands of times.

Not afraid of his actions, what he feared was that McLaun had been hiding in the dark.

Although Song Yiran was still nervous, she believed in Li Shaoyan.

"Okay, I'll have a break today and I'll have to set up a wedding scene tomorrow."

Li Shaoyan gently stroked Song Yiran's hair, with a doting smile on his lips. Song Yiran nodded and went to the room obediently. After she fell asleep, Li Shaoyan left and left Xiaobai Building and went straight to the temporary conference room.

Song Ming was standing in front of the balcony smoking. Under the smoke, you could see a face shrouded in gloom.

It can be seen that he is in a bad mood.

“All arranged?”

Li Shaoyan walked over with a cold tone. Song Ming did not turn around and directly twisted the cigarette butt in his hand between his fingers: "Okay."

"No need to worry, we made comprehensive arrangements, didn't we?"

"I've never been so worried before doing anything. This feeling...hehe, it's hard to describe."

Song Ming smiled with a little self-deprecating smile. He left the Song family at the age of thirteen and lived abroad alone. At the age of fifteen, he participated in an organization by chance, and went from an unknown young master to a famous killer in the dark world.

What he experienced, did, and faced during this period was much more dangerous than what could be described in words. But even so, he never worried and was always ready for failure.

For him, failure is nothing more than death.

But so what, he is not afraid of death. But now, he is actually worried. He is worried about failure, worried that Su Wen and Xiao Susu will be hurt and worried that he will not have time to protect them.

Li Shaoyan looked at his friend's expression, and he knew about this feeling.

Because he had experienced it countless times before, because of Song Yiran or because of his two children. But in the end, those words were not said, and Li Shaoyan knew that Song Ming would solve it himself. He is a qualified killer, right?

"Tonight, go to bed early."

Li Shaoyan glanced at Song Ming, said in a calm tone, and then turned around and wanted to leave.

"I'm having a bar with me. I suddenly want to try the feeling of getting drunk."

Song Ming suddenly spoke, Li Shaoyan paused for a moment, then turned around and frowned at him: "Are you sure?"

"certainly."

Song Ming curled his lips and smiled. He really wanted to drink. Because there were too many strange feelings on his chest, he felt a little uncomfortable. He got used to being indifferent, and suddenly he had some concerns and suddenly he couldn't deal with them.

"Come with me."

Li Shaoyan didn't say much and turned around and left first.

Ten minutes later, the two appeared in an inconspicuous room at the Mingye Base. Li Shaoyan went up and pushed the door open to lead the way. He walked down the wooden ladder step by step for about five minutes, and a small wine cellar appeared in front of the two.

"You've actually kept this?"

Song Ming walked forward in surprise and glanced over rows of exquisite wooden wine cabinets, with bottles of expensive red wine neatly placed on them. They were placed separately according to year and origin, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of wine, as if you would get drunk after smelling it.

"This is the result of our hard work for more than a month, how could it be lost?"

Thinking of the past, Li Shaoyan's expression became much more relaxed. He walked to the small bar beside him, took the red wine selected by Song Ming and opened it with a bottle opener. The dark red liquid slowly injected into the exquisite goblet, emitting a strong smell.

“Leberon Winery 82 years old, tastes good.”

Song Ming slowly tasting wine, accurately describing the origin and year. Li Shaoyan held up a cup and clinked it with him in the air, and then slowly tasted it.

"I never thought about my future before meeting Ranran. At that time, I always felt that I would find an obedient woman to marry her. I didn't need to let her know too much. As long as she stayed at home safely, she would take care of her husband and children and be Mrs. Li in every way."

After drinking a glass of wine, Song Ming had no intention of speaking, but Li Shaoyan spoke first.

A lazy smile appeared on his handsome face, revealing a scent of seduction.

"I didn't expect that you had such an idea before. A mediocre woman? Haha, no matter how you think about it, you don't deserve it."

"Yes, so fate made me meet Ranran."

After Li Shaoyan said that, he smiled, his eyes became warm and soft. As soon as he mentioned Song Yiran, he would unconsciously restrain those coldness and turn into a perfectly good man.

"I was really angry at the beginning. Someone dared to provoke the authority of me, Li Shaoyan. I once swear that as long as I find the little wild cat who boldly plots against me, she will definitely give back a hundred times and a thousand times, and make her pay the price. But strangely, I was so angry that I hated her and never thought about how to punish her and ask her to return it. Perhaps, subconsciously, I appreciate her. In addition, what she did can be forgiven."

"So, are you considered masochistic potential?"

Song Ming said half-jokingly, and while speaking, he poured himself a glass of wine and drank slowly.

"I have been obsessed with it for five years, and the anger I had at the beginning has been completely wiped out. I didn't expect that Ranran would leave a deep mark in his heart. He couldn't forget it even if he wanted to. He almost instinctively wanted to catch her and trap her by my side and never go anywhere."

The smile on the corners of Li Shaoyan's lips became warmer and warmer, as if he had thought of something, even the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with intoxicating tenderness.

Song Ming lowered his head slightly, shook the wine glass in his hand, and listened quietly.

"From the moment I met Ranran, there was a voice in my heart saying, 'Look, it's her. You want to spend your whole life with me, so you must seize it at all costs'. It was like a psychological hint, making me so persistent without understanding it at all."

After Li Shaoyan finished speaking, he paused and looked at Song Ming again: "Look, love is so wonderful. It will always appear again suddenly without any defense and cannot understand. You can only grasp it with instinct and hold it firmly in your palm. So, what you think in your heart is enough. After all, no one can explain things like feelings clearly, right?"

Song Ming was silent. He knew that Li Shaoyan was talking to him.

Because he was a little confused, a little confused, and could not make up his mind. That was why he said such things to himself, making him understand that falling in love with someone is not something he can control as he wants.

He cared about Su Wen and was moved, so he didn't need to think about so many other things.

As long as you stick to what you believe and treat it wholeheartedly, it is enough.

"Brother, thank you."

"No, I'm telling you this is just to prevent you from showing so many expressions that are not in line with you. All those worries and sorrows are thrown away. You should believe that you can protect Su Wen and the children, right?"

"Yes, what's there to worry about?"

Song Ming smiled with a little self-deprecating smile, but his eyes became bright and bright again. It seemed that there was a shadow of confidence in it, and he could not be defeated no matter what.

"Don't come here when you're feeling bored. Good wine needs a good mood to taste."

Putting down the cup that had been drunk, Li Shaoyan smiled at Song Ming and turned around and left. The person behind him quickly drank the red wine in the cup, took the quilt and washed it, and then left with the remaining half bottle of wine.

"I'm in a good mood now, and I'm living up to the existence of fine wine."

Song Ming was talking to himself as he walked out, his spine straight, revealing the proud momentum of death without breaking.

For the so-called wedding, Li Shaoyan swaggeredly chose a theme garden on the outskirts of City A. In the entire city of A, this theme garden is the best place to get married because the theme of the entire garden is the wedding. The huge garden is divided into ten areas, each with different styles, suitable for newlyweds of all ages to hold weddings.

After hearing that there was such a place, Song Yiran immediately asked Yi Xiaojiu to take him around and looked at all the ten areas on the tour bus, with joy in his eyes.

"Why didn't I know there was such a good place?"

"It's not too late now. Your wedding with Li Shaoyan hasn't been held yet? Why don't you choose here at that time? If one is not enough, use all ten areas. Anyway, Li Shaoyan is rich and is not afraid of wasting it."

Yi Xiaojiu shrugged and said indifferently.

"Ten? Too tired!"

Song Yiran shook her head. She still liked the Xiushui Lily Hall in the northeast. The small bridge is flowing, and the environment is elegant and distinctive than other places. Where to hold a wedding, it will definitely be particularly dreamy. Although she is the mother of the child, a dreamy wedding is a dream that every woman has, and she is no exception.

"By the way, shouldn't Song Ming also hold a wedding? When will he propose to you?"

Song Yiran forgot something and asked casually.

After realizing that the air around him was a little gloomy, a pregnant woman who had been stupid for three years came to her senses and secretly stuck out her tongue, feeling a little annoyed that she would not open the pot.

"That, Xiaojiu..."

"Let's talk about it, I want to be free for a few more years."

Yi Xiaojiu's reaction was much calmer than Song Yiran thought, although there was still a sadness in her eyes. Song Yiran didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly pulled her to another place and changed the topic.

"You said, then McLaun brings people here, what if such a good place is destroyed?"

"Let your Li Shaoyan find the designer here to rebuild it. Anyway, he is a rich man and he is not short of money."
Chapter completed!