"Now you fall into my grandfather's hands, my grandfather gives you two choices. First, I will follow my grandfather. Second, if you don't follow me, my grandfather has some means to let you follow me. Which one do you choose?"

Song Youran's heart sank, and the light of his eyes caught a glimpse of the wine bottle on the crystal table, and replied calmly: "The first type is it."

"That's right. Those who know the current affairs are the heroes. Come and sit next to me." Master Liu Wu smiled, put the goblet in his hand on the table, and patted the empty space beside him.

Song Youran pulled the corner of her mouth and squeezed out a stiff smile, "Can you let them stay away? They are too close to me, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Master Liu Wu replied without thinking: "Of course you must obey the instructions of the beauty. You all go down. Without my instructions, you are not allowed to come in." He also didn't like to have other people present to visit when doing business.

The bodyguard left the room obediently, and the pressure of captivating was immediately relieved a lot.

Song Youran saw them close the door with his own eyes, and then he looked at Master Liu Wu again. At the beginning of the establishment of the Emperor, all the architectural materials were used for the best use, especially the room, which had very good sound insulation.

Without outsiders present, Master Liu Wu also let go of his nature, raised his hand and grabbed Song Youran's wrist and dragged it onto the sofa, his mouth full of wine smelling was raised, and his slightly fat body pressed up.

Song Youran was caught off guard and was shocked. Subconsciously reached out to support his neck, tilted his head to the side, and a few ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

After experiencing death, her innocent thoughts have broken into pieces with the cold reality again and again. Since reality does not forgive her, she will compete with reality.

The more naive she was in the past, the more cruel she is now.

Song Youran stretched out his arm and hooked the red wine bottle. He struggled to hold onto the back of Master Liu Wu who was lying on her. The force was so strong that his finger joints were turning white.

With a bang, the bottle broke and blood splashed out, like the bell that ended the last century, everything stopped at this moment.

Master Liu Wu stared at his eyes wide, his unbelievable expression freezes, and a trace of blood flowed down his ears, which is completely opposite to the teasing of the previous second.

"You..." He said a word with difficulty, and then he couldn't hold on and fell down.

Song Youran let go of the remaining half of the bottleneck in his hand, pushed his head aside, and the light-colored shirt on his body was already stained with blood.

Her legs were a little weak and her hands were shaking even more than before. After calming down for a while, she slowly supported herself and walked to the wardrobe in the room to open the wardrobe door, took out a pure white pajama from it, and put it on her body and tied the straps.

There must be someone guarding the door and you can't leave.

Song Youran took out her cell phone and wanted to call Song Ling. She just pressed two numbers and deleted them all. No, she couldn't be known by her brother.

She looked around and walked to the balcony. There was a balcony in each room here. The distance between the balcony and the balcony was very small, and she could cross it in one step.

The balcony on the right was lighted up, and Song Youran selected the balcony on the left and crawled over to grab the railing.

This place is just next door, so she still can't go out. As soon as she goes out, she will definitely reveal herself. Song Youran pursed her lips and lay on the railing to look on the fourth floor. After looking at it for a while, she decided to give up. If it were put in the past, she would have floated down, but now she would be tired of living.

So she continued to look to the left, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and there was a fire staircase leading directly to the roof of the building on the left side of the balcony.

This ladder was raining in time. Song Youran didn't think about it, so he went up the fire ladder and climbed to the balcony on the sixth floor.

She pushed open the balcony door, and the room was dark, and finally felt a little relieved.

Without turning on the light, she found a sofa to lean on it in the night, slowly calming down her panic heartbeat. It would be great if there was no one. She was just worried about how to explain if she met someone.

As soon as this thought arose, a slight sound came from the air.

Bang, the lights are on.

Song Youran, “…”

"Yueze, I have asked someone to go find Song Youran, we are here..."

Halfway through a sentence, it ended abruptly.

Wei Shaoheng looked at Song Youran, who was nestled in a corner of the sofa, raised his eyebrows evilly, "It seems that there is no need to wait anymore. The person has arrived at the door by himself. Oh, he is still wearing a nightgown. Yue Ze, you are so charming."

Song Youran silently glanced at her eyes for a week, and what caught her eye was the familiar black, white and gray decorations. Isn’t it the 999 Suite I visited that day?

She found a hole to drill in now, is it still time?

"Why are you here?" Yin Yueze walked out from behind Wei Shaoheng. His purpose of coming here today was indeed to find her, and he wanted to ask clearly what was written on the note.

But he had just arrived. Before the person could sit down, he turned on the light and found that Song Youran was sitting on the sofa. How could he not be weird?

"Uh, I..." Song Youran's eyes flashed and hesitated to speak.

Before she could answer, Wei Shaoheng asked another question, "How did you come in?"

His tone was full of suspicion. The Emperor had three fixed suites from Mu Yunshen, and Yin Yueze. Mu Yunshen was on the top floor, and he and Yin Yueze's face to face. Apart from the one in his hand, there was also a unified backup.

Song Youran appears here, he will never fly in.

Upon hearing this, Song Youran couldn't help but straighten up and bit her lower lip, "I..."

She said a word and then glanced secretly at the balcony.

The glass door on the balcony was open, and a breeze floated in from time to time. It was very cool on the hot summer night, but the light red blood handprint that popped up on the glass for no reason was a bit scary.

Wei Shaoheng, “…”

Yin Yueze, “…”

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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