Although there was no engagement party, everyone in Nanhu knew that Shi Ran, the only granddaughter of the richest man, Shi's family, and Song Sichen, the second young master of the Song family, were engaged.
A few days later, Shiran received an invitation letter.
The writing on the back of the envelope was clear and unmistakable in ornate handwriting.
"so annoying!"
Shiran looked at the invitation in his hand, with impatience written all over his face.
"Miss Tokiran, do you want to go?"
The teacher sitting opposite Toki Ran knew what the invitation was. Although he didn't read the content, the font of the envelope could be seen at a glance.
Mrs. Song invited Shi Ran to the banquet.
"After all, I am also the unmarried daughter-in-law of the Song family. Although I am only engaged, the inviter is Mrs. Song. I have to go anyway, but I will not go alone."
Shi Ran said and picked up the phone.
At this time, Song Sichen was hunting.
The sun was just setting, and then there was a loud bang from the big table in the center.
"come on! Come on!"
"Young Master! Please work harder!"
Song Yanzhe was wrestling with the young master whose name he didn't know.
The two men's bodies are very different.
It is not suitable for the tall opponent to compete with the short Song Yanzhe.
Although the two were far apart, the face of the person opposite him turned red.
"Ouch, ahhh!"
"Wow, the eldest young master won."
The person on the other side pretends to lose.
Anyway, everyone around knew it, but they were all celebrating Song Yanzhe.
Song Sichen, who was watching the ridiculous scene from a distance, tilted his lips and mocked, "Everyone lives so seriously."
"Isn't that how those guys survive?"
Fu Chong also clicked his tongue and said.
Song Yanzhe clenched his fists, completely intoxicated with victory, and did not notice Song Sichen who was approaching.
"Ah!" Song Sichen approached Song Yanzhe step by step. "Is that all?"
Hearing Song Sichen's voice, he saw him coming.
Song Yanzhe stopped laughing and frowned.
He didn't even seem to be able to hide his inner thoughts.
"what are you doing?"
Song Yanzhe first looked up and down at Song Sichen and asked.
"Arm wrestling looks interesting." Song Sichen replied, looking around at the people around him. "I want to try it too."
At the same time, the surroundings became quiet.
Everyone communicated silently with their eyes and looked at each other, showing an unnatural atmosphere.
"you……"
Song Yanzhe stuttered.
"You can only challenge me if you defeat that guy first."
Song Yanzhe pointed at the big guy he just won.
Song Sichen's dark eyes slowly walked that way.
The person who just catered to Song Yanzhe and put on a show was now lowering his head and not daring to raise his eyes.
There were many rumors about Song Sichen, and as Song Sichen was engaged to Shi Ran, the only granddaughter of the Shi family, everyone was afraid to speak.
Song Sichen, who was silent for a moment, smiled coldly.
"What? Song Yanzhe, don't you dare?"
"What do you dare not do, a humble bastard?"
Song Yanzhe's words made Song Sichen frown, his anger was visible to the naked eye, and his body exuded anger.
Song Sichen took a step forward.
"You and I share half the same blood, Song Yanzhe, who are you calling mean?"
"..."
Song Yanzhe was suppressed by Song Sichen's momentum and could not make a normal sound.
Song Sichen scoffed at Song Yanzhe.
"Song Sichen, I am the eldest son of the Song family..."
"Shh!"
Song Sichen raised a finger in the air.
If Song Yanzhe talks nonsense again, you really want to kill him here. Fortunately, Song Yanzhe listened to Song Sichen and kept silent.
Song Sichen said in a deeper voice with a satisfied smile.
"As the eldest son of the Song family, if you are really that outstanding and want to win, just participate in the hunting competition to be held next month."
Not sure if he was playing into Song Yanzhe's arms, he immediately shouted with high spirits: "If you lose, kneel down and shout three times, 'Young Master Song Yanzhe, I was wrong, I am a lowly illegitimate child.' Do you dare?" ?”
With the despicable plan, Song Sichen immediately became full of pride and his mood became much better.
"Okay!" Song Sichen agreed word for word, "If you lose, just shout 'Shiran Song Sichen, happy wedding' three times, is it fair?"
"OK!"
Song Sichen turned and left with satisfaction.
Song Yanzhe kept shouting at the back of Song Sichen who was leaving: "I will definitely beat you in the hunting competition, but you will definitely lose, hahaha!"
On the way back, Mo Zichen clicked his tongue twice and asked, "Is that person really your half-brother?"
"..."
Song Sichen frowned quietly.
"Then a person who deserves a beating will really not be beaten to death while walking on the road?"
"Yes, he should be beaten to death."
"Otherwise, the next time I hunt, I'll coat the arrow with poison and shoot him to death."
"Wow, that's a good idea."
Song Sichen didn't reply yet, but Fu Chong agreed and laughed loudly after speaking.
Song Sichen didn't smile, he still looked expressionless and said, "It's not difficult to kill Song Yanzhe right now, but the problem will still exist."
The problem is Mrs. Song.
The real target of revenge is always Mrs. Song.
He took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Is that ready?"
Song Sichen asked Fu Chong.
"Well, Luan Dan'er comes back from Xicheng. I will start as soon as I think of it."
"No problem, proceed with caution."
"I know, don't worry, just play the role of Miss Shiran's fiancé."
Song Sichen, who was walking, suddenly stopped moving.
Although his black eyes glared at Fu Chong, Fu Chong, who was already immune to this level of sight, just smiled.
"Oh, if it's Miss Shiran..." Fu Chong raised his eyebrows, "We also want to see Miss Shiran again, please let us meet again."
"especially me."
Mo Zichen took a step forward and said.
"It's noisy."
Song Sichen said with an impatient tone.
Before Fu Chong could speak, Song Sichen's cell phone rang.
Song Sichen picked up his phone and saw the number of the caller, with a smile on his face.
"Are you laughing?"
Mo Zichen looked at Fu Chong in surprise.
Fu Chong nodded, leaned closer to Mo Zichen, and whispered: "Song Sichen is different when he meets Shi Ran. I told you before that the woman he talked to in the college was the one he liked. You guys If you don’t believe it yet, you should believe it now.”
"Hey, Tokran."
Mo Zichen said to Fu Chong, "You even speak in a gentle tone!"
"you do not say."
"okay……"
Song Sichen called and didn't pay attention to what the two of them whispered.
"I know, soon."
He quickly ended the call, put away his phone, and turned around to walk in the opposite direction.
"What?"
Fu Chong asked confused.
"go back!"
"Now?"
"right!"
Fu Chong and Mo Zichen looked at each other and followed behind.
"Why?"
Mo Zichen asked curiously.
"Shiran has something to do with me!"
"ah!"
The two men sighed and followed behind.
