Madam is a Superstar

"Wait, let me make sure of one thing first."

Song Qing didn't answer, but moved closer to Huo Yu's side, her fingertips trembling slightly, firmly grasping the man's palm again.

Huo Yu was not used to having so many close contacts with women, but the light fragrance of iris flowers on the tip of his nose smelled good, so he didn't pull his hand back.

Shen Yan, who has been secretly watching the movement of the two of them, almost popped out of his sockets, isn't it, the master is not feminine? ? ?

Song Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling the imperial dragon aura that penetrated from the man's palm into her fingertips and swam all over her body.

After a few breaths, my whole body felt lighter than ever before, and I was so moved that I almost cried in an instant.

It turns out that not only the aura of Antique can prolong her life, but also Nangong Yu's imperial dragon aura!

Song Qing suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful pupils were frighteningly bright, "Mr. Huo, are you free tomorrow, it happens to be Monday? How about going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate?"

Get married, have to get married!

Even if you don't bring the dog emperor's soul back to Dayuan for convenience! This marriage is settled for her! !

Huo Yu's eyes darkened, "Miss Song, it's not just a rumor that I've killed my wife."

He didn't refuse but just explained the reason, so there was something to be said, Song Qing blinked,

"It's okay, Mr. Huo, you may not know that I am a lone star of the devil, and you can overcome my fate as you wish."

This is true, otherwise she would not have agreed to sign the marriage letter after learning that Huo Yuke's wife, after all, she has always cherished her life very much.

Huo Yu didn't answer, looking at the dark eyes of the woman in front of him who looked forward to earnestly, he admitted that he shamefully had selfish intentions,

She felt so familiar to him, almost an instinct deep in the soul, a voice telling him that she was his.

Song Qing was not in a hurry, and waited patiently for the man's answer, so that the two just looked at each other wordlessly.

From Shen Bai's point of view, it was his father and Miss Song who fell in love at first sight,

He felt that he should not be in the car now, but should be under the car...

The car window cut off the harsh light outside, Huo Yu's black eyes were unfathomable, after a long silence, he finally had a voice that was inexplicably low and hoarse,

"Besides my wife's fate, there are many unknown dangers in marrying me, and it may even be life-threatening. Miss Song, have you really considered it?"

The reason why he was called the overlord of the capital is not just an unwarranted gimmick. There are countless people in the business circle and the political circle who want his life.

And he shouldn't have involved her in such a dangerous vortex, but once selfishness has been established, it is difficult to extinguish it.

Song Qing raised the end of her eyes and looked deeply into the bottom of the man's eyes, and asked in mockery without answering, "Will Mr. Huo protect me?"

Just as she once asked him jokingly after taking up the post of High Priest,

"meeting."

The answer is exactly the same, even the calm and deep voice is inexplicably giving people peace of mind as before,

Song Qing's eyebrows were crooked, and she smiled cunningly, "So, what else is there to consider?"

Pushing back the marriage letter, I was in a good mood, "Mr. Huo, see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at eight o'clock tomorrow, and leave a contact information by the way."

Saying that, he took out his mobile phone,

Huo Yu didn't read the number but handed the black phone to Song Qing, and said the lock screen password.

Song Qing glanced at the man's expression strangely, then lowered her phone and clicked into the address book,

There are very few contacts in it. She has no habit of spying on other people's privacy. Enter her own number,

His fingers paused for a while during the remark, recalling the emperor's autocratic style of this dog man in Dayuan and his own desires.

Feeling resentment and hatred in my heart, I typed the remark maliciously: A-Madam,

Then, with a guilty conscience, he quickly clicked back to the main page, returned the phone and said "see you," then opened the door and got out of the car.

Shen Bai could clearly feel that after Ms. Song got off the car, the air pressure in the back seat of the car was stagnant.

Before he had time to shiver, the window of the front seat was knocked. It was Song Qing who turned back and was bending over,

Shen Bai hurriedly lowered the car window, his tone was more respectful and flattering than before, "Miss Song."

Song Qing glanced at the man in the back seat, and then turned to Shen Bai, "I just saw that your face is a little bit bloody, it's best to walk on the right side before today."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was an old man, like a swindled liar.

Shen Bai looked confused: "??"

Song Qing smiled, her smile was as bright as a flower in midsummer and she said calmly, "I'll tell you the truth, I'm actually a fortune teller."

Shen Bai: "???"

After Song Qing finished speaking, she didn't care about Shen Bai's reaction, she shook the phone at Huo Yu before turning around and leaving gracefully.

Huo Yu's palm was too cold and bony, and his fingertips gently rubbed the mobile phone in his palm, and the invisible low air pressure in the car disappeared...

It wasn't until the slender figure disappeared from the field of vision that the car window was slowly raised.

Shen Bai turned around with a complicated expression, "Master, do you want me to check Miss Song's information?"

"Need not."

"Can……"

He always felt that Ms. Song was not a good person, like the fake monk who dragged him on the street two years ago and told him he was lucky.

The screen of the mobile phone lit up, Huo Yu lowered his eyes, and his eyes stayed on the number one contact in the address book, the sharp-edged outline leaked a bit of a smile,

"When she wants to tell me, she will tell me naturally."

Shen Bai's face was blank. If he read correctly, Master is in a good mood now? Because of whom, Miss Song?

Isn't this the first time their master and Miss Song met? Is this what others say?

"From now on, call me madam."

The mellow voice is soft, with a faint hint of indulgence.

Shen Bai: "..." Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is!

"Go back to the old house."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Escorted by a strict black convoy in an orderly manner, the elongated Lincoln slowly drove away from the gate of the auction house, attracting the attention of passers-by.