Emperor Shao, Your Wife’s Vest Shocked the World

Song Yu died, can her life return to the beginning?

Song Yu is dead, can she live as if nothing happened?

It is impossible.

Once things start, there is no turning back.

Xia Qinghan's eyes were a little lonely, she lowered her eyes, and the faint emotion made people feel sad.

Song Yu frowned slightly, "Master Xia, are you okay?"

"How are you?" Xia Qinghan raised her eyes again, looking straight at him, no one could understand the emotion in her eyes.

Song Yu, how are you?

After killing me.

How are you doing these days?

Song Yu was stunned, he was not an idiot, how could he not hear the displeasure in Xia Qinghan's tone, he didn't know where her displeasure came from.

"It's alright, if it doesn't happen to my brother." His thin lips were slightly hooked, and he smiled bitterly.

"I hope you have been doing well." Xia Qinghan replied.

Huh?

Song Yu froze again.

The elevator doors open.

Xia Qinghan went out first.

Song Yu was one step behind.

I just heard her say: "You really hope that Mr. Song died last night..."

"Young Master Xia, what do you mean?" If Song Yu could no longer hear the disgust in her tone, he was really an idiot.

Xia Qinghan smiled, meaningful.

"What do I mean, you know what you're thinking, what ideas are in your heart, you know best."

She gave him one last look and decided to leave.

Song Yu's first thought was to catch up with her and ask her what she said.

But lift your foot and step out of the elevator.

He looked at the indifferent figure in front of him who didn't turn his head back, and he couldn't ask the rest of the words in his mouth.

What's on his mind, he knows best.

Yes, you can deceive a lot of people with your mouth, but how can you deceive your heart when he clearly understands his own heart.

"Light cold?"

Di Jiaze saw the figure from a distance, and he had the urge to smash the phone on the bodyguard's face, "You didn't keep your mouth shut and spread the matter!?"

"No, Young Master Emperor." The bodyguards quickly explained, "We absolutely dare not spread this out, we didn't let Young Master Xia know."

"That's Luo Yuzhi." Di Jiaze immediately thought of the name.

He thinks Luo Yuzhi is not called a small trumpet, but should be called a big trumpet.

Sooner or later, it will work if his mouth is sewed up.

"If such a big thing happened, you won't tell me." Xia Qinghan walked straight.

Di Jiaze stared at her first, and seeing that she was not worried or anxious, he felt relieved and felt better.

That's good, so she wasn't so worried about Song Ci.

"It's just a small matter, I'll take care of it."

"Small thing?"

Not waiting for Xia Qinghan to speak, Song Yu walked slowly behind him. The man was in his early twenties, and his handsome face did not have any youthful air.

He is a very mature, charismatic man in a well-cut, haute couture handmade suit with a reflective watch on his wrist.

His eyes were cold and solemn.

"My brother almost died on the site of the emperor, the emperor told me that it was a small matter, is it only because my brother lost his life that the emperor thought it was a big thing and was willing to give it to me A confession."

"Song Yu." Di Jiaze's thin lips hooked.

"You don't remember what I said to you."

Only Song Ci can be on an equal footing with him.

Song Ci's younger brother, he won't take it seriously.

"What time is this, don't pretend." Xia Qinghan tugged at the hem of the man's clothes, reminding him unhappily.

Be polite when you say something.

Whatever happened to Song Ci at the airport, Di Jiaze wanted to send him away.

When something happened to Song Ci, Di Jiaze was responsible. Facing the victim's family, he should correct his attitude first.

She still looks so high and high that no one else is qualified to speak to him, she looks like she wants to hit someone.

"I'm pretending." Di Jiaze couldn't help sneering.

"That's who I am."

"Young Emperor, if you hadn't driven my brother out of the country, what happened last night wouldn't have happened." Song Yu didn't care about Di Jiaze's attitude. It's Di Jiaze's territory, he doesn't care, otherwise he will suffer.

"Give me the things." Di Jiaze reached out to the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard immediately presented a file bag respectfully.

Di Jiaze unceremoniously opened the document bag, holding a stack of photos between his slender fingers.

"What is this." He asked Song Yu.

Song Yu glanced.

"My photo."

"As far as I know, Mr. Song arrived in Huaxia on December 12th, and you followed him on the third day of his arrival. Today is the 22nd. I would like to ask you to explain, you What have you been doing for a week here?"

"You investigate me." Song Yu was unusually calm.

Di Jiaze shook his head, "If this kind of thing doesn't happen, you're not worth my investigation, understand."

"I'm just curious, obviously you arrived in Huaxia on the 15th, why didn't you contact Mr. Song this week, I checked Mr. Song's call records, you two brothers arrived at the same city at the same time, even Not a single phone call, isn't it surprising?"

"Then can I understand that Mr. Song didn't know that you came to Huaxia. You came here without him. As for why you hid it from him..."

It must be a shameful thing to do.

The following words don't need to be said by Di Jiaze, everyone who understands will understand.

"Master Emperor, my brother has been imagining a little recently, I think you are imagining it a little."

It's nothing more than a few photos of him entering and leaving the airport.

What does this prove?

"You and Yuchi Ye are friends." Di Jiaze changed the conversation.

Song Yu calmly said, "Young Emperor has taken care of my private life."

"Yuchiye, I don't want to mention his name until I have to."

"Because he was mad and conscientious, and gave him the title of a butcher. He called him number one, and no one dared to call him number two."

"Your friend is actually a butcher. If you know what he has done, you dare to call him a brother and a friend."

"Young Master, you have overstepped. I don't think my private life needs your interference." Song Yu looked cold.

Di Jiaze's expression was even colder than his, and he was extremely intimidating. If Xia Qinghan was not present, he would definitely throw the photo on Song Yu's face now.

Wherever Yuchi Ye goes, there must be a tragic disaster.

The man seemed to be born to kill others.

He likes to kill.

When I was a child, I bombed my neighbors to death and maimed them. When I grew up, I knew how to use disguise to do bad things.

It was thanks to his beautiful face that he was well camouflaged.

"You make friends with people like that, I really shouldn't comment on your private life, but I tell you clearly, you befriend a demon."