newbobooks Chapter 123 Dare to plot me?
Chapter 123 Dare to plot me?
When Song Yue saw Yao Jia and Shuang Hua, the smile on his face deepened.
"My niece, Shuanghua, you two have honored me by coming to my house. It really makes my humble abode shine."
Yao Jia and Shuang Hua also smiled back. After a few greetings, they were invited into the mansion by Song Yue.
Today, the Song Mansion is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere.
Several people took their seats one after another.
Yao Jia looked around, but didn't see Song Shuyang.
"It's the eldest son Song's birthday. Do you think the second son Song will be so angry that he will hide in his room and cry secretly?"
Shuanghua chuckled, "It's possible."
Song Shuyang had been held in Song Yue's palm for more than 20 years, but it was only a little over a month.
Not only was he disliked by his father, but his identity as the only heir to the Song family was also taken away. How could he not be angry?
Yaojia and Shuanghua were talking when Song Shuyun came over with a wine glass.
"Miss, Master Shuanghua, Master Bai, Master Huai, I offer a toast to you all."
Yao Jia raised her glass to drink with him, and took the opportunity to ask, "Chang Xi? Are you still used to living in the Song Mansion?"
Song Shuyun's eyes flashed, and then he smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Miss. Chang Xi is doing well, and my father is also very good to me."
Bai Huahua looked him up and down and patted his arm.
"Chang Xi, if you feel unwell, come back to us. Our Bai family will always support you."
Shuanghua smiled and said, "Huahua is right. If you encounter any difficulties in business in the future, you can come to us directly."
Huaichuan cleared his throat.
"Although I can't help you with business, if Song Shuyang dares to bully you, just come to me and I will deal with him for you."
Song Shuyun looked at them and felt warm in his heart.
Although his father was good to him during the time he came back, his kindness was only superficial and was only for the future of the Song family.
Song Shuyun nodded vigorously and expressed his gratitude sincerely.
Although Song Yue has difficulty walking now, he still personally takes Song Shuyun to talk with other merchants.
After three rounds of drinking.
A waiter from Xiaoyao Tower hurried in from outside, led by a servant from the Song Mansion.
Shuanghua stood up and went over to talk to him for a few words, then came back with a sullen face. When she was about to reach Yaojia, she smiled again.
"Yaoyao, there are some things in the building that I have to go back and deal with personally."
"Ah?" Yao Jia stood up. "What's the matter? Is it serious? Do you need to handle it yourself? Otherwise, I'll go there too."
Shuanghua shook her head and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, don't worry. If you leave right after arriving, Changxi will lose face."
Yao Jia frowned and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Shuang Hua.
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
Yao Jia had no choice but to nod, "Then hurry up."
Shuanghua nodded, then nodded to Huaichuan and Bai Huahua, then turned and left.
After Shuanghua left, Bai Huahua came to Yaojia and whispered, "Miss, there must be some scum who relies on their status and position to cause trouble in Xiaoyao Tower again.
In the past, there was a prefect's son who ate and whored for free in the building and humiliated others. In the end, Shuanghua had to deal with it personally. "
Yao Jia pondered for a moment and said to Huaichuan, "Go and follow and see if there is really someone who is making trouble in the building by relying on his status. Find out the details and we will deal with him properly later."
"Yes"
After the two people left, Yao Jia had no intention of staying in the house, so she and Bai Huahua walked outside to the pavilion.
At this time, a maid carrying soup happened to come over and accidentally tripped over the steps.
The soup on the tray spilled all over Yao Jia's dress.
Bai Huahua exclaimed and immediately leaned over to check, "Are you burned?"
Ignoring the dirty soup, he raised his hand to lift the dress that was stuck to Yao Jia's legs, and only then did he realize that the bowl of soup was actually warm.
He turned around and yelled at the maid.
"You are so blind. You have to walk this way on such a wide road. You can't even hold the soup steadily. What are you doing?"
The maid was so frightened that she fell to her knees and kept apologizing: "Miss, please forgive me. Sir, please forgive me."
Bai Huahua wanted to curse a few more times, but Yao Jia pulled his sleeve.
"Forget it, it's not a big deal. Aren't there spare clothes in the carriage? Please help me get them. Besides, this is not our house. Today is a big day for Chang Xi, so we have to keep a low profile."
Bai Huahua then gave up and asked the maid to find a room for Yaojia while she went to the carriage to get clothes.
Yao Jia followed the maid to a remote room. Although the room was remote, it was very clean and there was incense burning, which made people feel very comfortable.
The maid lowered her head, looking a little reserved.
"Young lady, this place is remote and few people come here. You can rest here for a while. I will go out and bring Mr. Bai here."
After saying that, he turned and went out, closing the door.
Yao Jia looked around. Although the room was remote, the interior was elegantly decorated.
Just as I was about to change my clothes, I discovered there was a screen in the room.
Yao Jia began to feel suspicious, for the screen was obviously not made of ordinary stuff, it was embroidered with mountains, rivers, clouds and mist, and between the clouds and mist there were flying dragons hovering, looking lifelike.
I was just about to take a closer look.
"Hmm~"
A low groan came from behind the screen.
Yao Jia's heart tightened. Was there anyone else in this room besides her?
He immediately walked around the screen and saw a man in purple brocade clothes lying on the couch with an abnormally red face.
"Song Shuyang? Why are you here?"
Yao Jia's heart sank and she thought to herself that this was not good.
I quickly walked to the door and tried to push it, but found that it was locked from the outside.
Behind him, Song Shuyang staggered to Yao Jia's side.
"Bai Yaojia, is that you? Why are you here?"
Song Shuyang's tone was dazed and confused, and he was obviously surprised that Yao Jia was here.
Yao Jia looked at him and sneered, "You ask me? I want to ask you, isn't this your home? Why are you here?"
This house is so remote, it doesn't look like where Song Shuyang lives.
Song Shuyang shook his head, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
"I don't know. I just remember that my mother called me, and then... then I came here, and I just woke up..."
As if thinking of something, Song Shuyang sniffed the air and said anxiously, "Get out quickly, someone has put a large dose of Cheng Huan Xiang in here!"
Cheng Huan Xiang?
Yao Jia frowned, knowing it was not a serious thing as soon as she heard the name.
He was shocked in his heart but did not show it on his face. He looked at Song Shuyang coldly.
"You said that Madam Song brought you here?"
Song Shuyang felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her and avoided her gaze.
"I, I don't know if it's her..."
Having said that, I already have the answer in my heart.
Yao Jia sneered, "Your mother is really calculating."
Song Shuyang heard the sarcasm in her words, but he couldn't refute it.
He stayed in the house for too long and his body started to feel strange.
I tried pushing the door a few times, but it remained motionless.
His body was almost broken by the torture of Cheng Huanxiang.
I could only pace back and forth in the house, trying to relieve the pain in my body in this way.
Yao Jia wasn't worried, after all, she had the poison-repelling Gu in her body to support her, but if Song Shuyang couldn't hold on and pounced on her...
Yao Jia didn't dare to think further.
We can't just sit there and wait for death, we must find a way out.
Maybe in a while, Mrs. Song will bring a large number of guests here to eavesdrop and confirm her relationship with Song Shuyang.
Pooh!
Song Shuyang is a gay man!
She had no interest in straightening him out.
Not to mention being a homosexual, even if he was a normal man, Yao Jia didn't want to have anything to do with this bastard!
unlucky!
At this time, Song Shuyang's body was burning with fire, his mind began to blur, and he longed for love.
His eyes grew hot as he looked at the only living thing in the room.
He moved uncontrollably towards Yao Jia step by step, raising his hand to touch the green figure.