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Chapter 3. Dirty Big Brother

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    I saw a young man wearing royal blue brocade clothes standing outside the door. He was of medium height, lean, with white face and thin eyebrows, a hooked nose, a pair of eyes hanging slightly, and crooked lips, a smile that was not a smile.

    "Brother." Chu Yao called.  No matter how impatient she was, at this moment, she still couldn't offend Song Yufeng. Unlike Song Zijue, he held some real power in the Song family and was Song Yanming's only son. He might also know where her mother was being held.

    ? Song Yanming was deep in thought, meticulous in his work, and difficult to deal with, while Song Yufeng was only clever but not wise, so it was a good breakthrough, not to mention his treatment of her

    "But I haven't seen you for half a month, why did my third sister have a divorce with me again?" Song Yufeng smiled and opened the door, took Chuyao's hand, and stepped into the room.

    After entering the room, he quickly closed the door, leaned Chuyao against the door panel, and looked down at her with an unpredictable smile.

    "Third sister, your hands are cold, are you so afraid of big brother?" Song Yufeng raised the hand holding her, and took another step closer, so close that he even breathed on her face.

    "Brother, I'm worrying too much. Maybe it's getting dark soon. Chuyao's clothes are thin, so his hands get cold." Chuyao frowned and pulled his hands away.

    Song Yufeng raised his eyebrows, he didn't care much, he picked up a strand of black hair draped over her shoulders, lowered his head to get closer, sniffed, his extremely thin lips curled up, and lowered his voice to chuckle in Chuyao's ear  : "The fragrance of hibiscus is quiet and seductive, and it is most suitable for the third sister."

    "No matter how alluring the fragrance of hibiscus is, it can't compare to the fragrance of peony." Chu Yao pushed Song Yufeng away, went to sit by the desk, and said, "Brother has been away from home for half a month. Have you visited your sister-in-law when you come back?"

    Since she was fifteen years old, she has been Song Yanming's tool to win over power. She is familiar with any kind of man and any method, but she never expected that this kind of method would one day be used on her half-brother.  .

    Heh, brother, Zeng Jin, when she was young and ignorant, really thought that Song Yufeng was kind to her out of brother and sister affection, which is really ironic.  If Song Yanming knew that the daughter he had single-handedly trained seduced his precious son, he wondered if he would be so angry.

    "It doesn't matter how important it is that the third sister came to her. The first one I came back was to come to Fushu Pavilion. I haven't even been to Dad's place yet." Song Yufeng wrapped his arms around Chuyao's waist from behind.

    "How did Chuyao offend my elder brother, who wants to harm me like this." Chuyao took his hand away with a displeased expression on his face.

    "How do you say that?" Song Yufeng frowned.

    "The Martial Arts Conference is coming soon. I must have something important to do when I send my elder brother to Jiangyang City. When my elder brother comes back, I will be the first to tell my father. If my father finds out about my visit to Fushu Pavilion, I will never be spared. Even if my father bypasses  My sister-in-law has never liked me, and she will make trouble for me even more." Chuyao raised her brows lightly, and asked back, "Do you think this hurt me?"

    "If it's for this, Sanmei doesn't have to worry. The distinguished guests that father asked me to invite to Jiangyang City should have arrived in the mansion a few days earlier." Song Yufeng sat next to Chuyao and poured himself a glass of water.

    "The distinguished guests in Jiangyang City are talking about the famous Mr. Rong Liu?" She is no different from ordinary women. Although she is raised in a boudoir, she knows a lot about the affairs of Jianghu and temples.  If Song Yanming wanted to use her to obtain the position of leader, he would naturally explain to her the powerful relationship between the Jianghu and the court.

    Jiang Yang's Rong Liushao has been in the limelight for a while in the world in recent years. His martial arts are unpredictable, his reputation for chivalry is prosperous, and the dragon is invisible, which is even more mysterious.  In five years, he has become a legendary figure respected by people in the world.

    "Who else is there in Jiangyang City, isn't it Rong Shaoyang?" When this matter was mentioned, Song Yufeng's face became displeased: "I really don't understand what father thinks, the Rong family has long since declined, and only Rong Shaoyang has emerged in recent years  It's quite a person, but there's no need for me to pick him up in person, compared to Rong Shaoyang, King Ning Xiao is actually the emperor's younger brother, his status is precious, so if you want to pick him up, you have to pick him up."

    Song Yanming's thoughts are indeed unpredictable. In terms of identity, status, and influence, King Ning is obviously superior. He is not only the emperor's younger brother, but also the general who quelled the war on the border.  , or in the rivers and lakes, or in the market, as long as Xiao Jing, the king of Ning, is mentioned, they all give a thumbs up and praise him.

    Rong Shaoyang can be said to have been born out of nowhere in recent years. He single-handedly propped up the already declining Rong family, revived the Rong family's prestige, and did more chivalrous deeds.  It is Megatron Wulin.

    But even if the prestige is outstanding, compared with King Ning, there is no reason why Song Yanming would value him more.  Let alone Song Yufeng, Chuyao didn't even think about it.

    "Father naturally has his own intentions in doing things. Since I haven't received it, I still have to report to my father first." Chuyao took the bag in his hand.Yan Shui said lightly, "Jiang Qianyang has been very pleased with his father recently in the management of Jiangnan Bank."

    The Song Mansion is not only a family of Jianghu, but also a wealthy businessman.  In the past few years, Song Yanming has managed well. The Song family's banks, silk and satin houses, and inns are all over the north and south of the river. Although they can't be compared with the Luo family, the richest man in the world, they can be regarded as the richest.

    "Heh, he's just an outsider. No matter how foolish Dad is, he won't hand over the Song family to him." Song Yufeng sneered, speaking nonchalantly, but he couldn't sit still.  In the past few years, Song Yanming has seen and hated Jiang Qianyang for the importance he has attached to Jiang Qianyang.  He's just a married son-in-law who competes with him for the limelight everywhere.

    Chuyao couldn't be more clear about this point, anyway, the more disagreement they have, the better for her, with a timely blow to the ear, the rift will grow into a big one, and sooner or later it will explode like a firecracker.

    "Chuyao is tired, brother, please come back first." Chuyao saw that he couldn't sit still, and took advantage of the opportunity to give him a step.

    "The third sister is good to rest." Song Yufeng didn't say anything, got up directly, and walked out of Fushu Pavilion quickly.

    Chuyao sneered at his figure leaving in a hurry, such an impatient person wanted to fight Jiang Qianyang, it was beyond his control.

    It's a pity that this tea set

    Chu Yao shook his head with a sigh, and threw away Song Yufeng's used cup, including the teapot.

    After taking a bath and incense, he changed his clothes again.

    That's right, she thinks it's dirty, too dirty.  Every time Song Yufeng touches something, she can't wait to replace it with a new one.  The thought of her half-brother having such nasty thoughts towards her made her stomach churn and want to vomit.

    Song Yufeng was filthy, and the entire Song Mansion was even filthier. If possible, she really wanted to burn this filthy place clean with a torch.

    But she is not strong enough, her mother is still in Song Yanming's hands, and she has to listen to Song Yanming's orders.  As long as Song Yanming is alive, she and her mother will never be able to escape his shackles.

    One day, one day, everything here will turn to dust, she swore.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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