Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

In the image is a box full of Chinese style.

On the luxurious solid wood dining table in the middle of the box, there is a table full of exquisite Chinese food.

On one side of the dining table, there was a handsome young man sleeping on the table.

The little egg man recognized himself at a glance, and he was right with it. What he was experiencing now was actually a dream.

Look, haven't you woke up yet?

As soon as this thought flashed across, the little egg man saw the "Xiao Li" in the video moving.

It seemed that he didn't sleep well, "Xiao Li" sat up straight, rubbed his stiff neck, and then walked out of the box with a grumpy expression.

Video ends.

Eggman, "..."

The little egg man paused every word, "What is this? Please tell me clearly?"

If it wasn't for being here, it would have thought that it was a genius when it saw that image.

Why is the "Xiao Li" behavior pattern, movements and expressions exactly the same as it? !

[If the system spirit body is wiped out, in the original world, the consciousness controlled by the master brain will follow your original life path to the end for you. 】

The little egg man laughed out of anger, "It means that when I am working hard here to do shit tasks, the main brain consciousness is using my body, spending my money, and acting as a prince in my name ?”

"If I can't complete the task, do I have to thank you before I die, and I didn't let my old man send a white-haired man to a black-haired man?"

"What the hell are you, why do you live for me!"

No reply.

The little egg man closed his eyes hard, trying to calm down his anger and calm down quickly.

After a while, it asked again, "What would the trajectory of my life be like if I hadn't been able to go back?"

Still no reply.

"Hey, I was made into such a ghost for no reason. If you don't even have the right to know, fine, quit. Anyway, there is no rule when I must complete the task. I will live here until the end of my life, and you What can you do with me? We made an agreement at the beginning, even the mastermind must abide by the rules, right?"

After speaking, the little egg man folded his arms and lay down.

Put badly.

Above the sea of ​​consciousness, a line of words finally appeared slowly.

[Top spare tire, if you can't ask for it, your family will be ruined. 】

Eggman, "..."

Spare tire? he? Can't ask for it? he? Family ruined, he? !

"Do you dare to show up and let me beat you to death?"

[Complete the task to save yourself and change the ending, please follow the agreement. 】

After this line, no matter how the little egg man called, the mastermind never responded.

From lying down to sitting, the little egg man squinted and looked coldly at the already clean savings pool.

After a while, it gestured its middle finger upwards.

It dares to bet with human heads that the mastermind is a fucking cold-blooded scum.

Also extremely bad!

Since you want it to complete the task, why not tell it clearly in the morning?

It didn't come out until it used up its nearly full savings pool, stupid, just want to double the energy!

I'm going to fuck you!

Overseas consciousness, the little baby is holding a small shovel, sticking out his little butt, and is struggling to weed.

At noon, the sun became more and more poisonous, even wearing a straw hat could not cover the heat, the baby's face was steamed red, sweat was all over the forehead and cheeks, and the back of the little gown was also wet.

Xiaodan's heart ached, for this little brat, all the energy it had accumulated for so long was gone.

"Qiqi, boy, only you can save me now."

Qiqi's little hands trembled, "Eggy, are you sick?"

Eggy never called her a darling, so scary.

"..." Thinking of the spare tire and the loss of the family, Xiao Danren endured it, "I am facing life and death, as a comrade in arms, will you help me?"

"help!"

"Go find Song Yueliang."

"..." Qiqi was so frightened that she dropped her small shovel.

Aunt Song must be very busy right now...

...

Huicheng at the end of August is still unbearably hot.

The scorching sun hung high at noon, and there was not a single cloud in the sky.

After eating, Song Yueliang walked out of the high-end restaurant and drove to the company. On the way, she received a call from her special assistant Chen Mo.

After stopping the car on the side of the road, Song Yueliang picked up the phone, and the special assistant's stern voice came from the other end.

"Mr. Song, the shareholder meeting of the Song Group will start at 3:00 p.m., and I have prepared the documents and materials for the meeting. Is there anything else I need to order?"

Crunch——!

boom--!

The sound of the car's emergency brake and the sound of collision suddenly sounded, just in front of the side where Song Yueliang was parked.

She looked up, her eyelids suddenly retracted.

As far as the eye could see, a red Santana and a woman fell to the ground.

When the woman was lying there, her swollen abdomen was clearly visible.

The scene of the accident was in a moment of panic, with exclamations, calls for help, alarms, and figures coming and going, quickly surrounding the car and the woman in the accident center.

"It's a pregnant woman, my stomach is so high!"

"How the hell do you drive? Don't you have eyes? My wife is eight months pregnant! If there is any trouble between her and the baby in her belly, I will pay for your life!"

"Oops, the pregnant woman is bleeding! Stop arguing and take her to the car and send her to the hospital first!"

"It's been this month, and I don't know if the child will be able to keep it. I'm afraid I'm going to have a stomachache..."

Those voices were chaotic and mixed, and every sentence floated into the car and into Song Yueliang's ears.

The clearest among them is the woman's weak plea for help, "Help, save me, my, child..."

In the scorching heat of August, with the scorching sun in the sky, Song Yueliang was shivering from the cold, and even her vision was blurred.

"Hello? Hello? Mr. Song, what happened to you over there! Can you talk Mr. Song?" In the elder brother's house, Chen Mo's rigid voice was still coming out, tinged with anxiety.

"I'm fine." Song Yueliang heard herself speak in a calm voice.

She looked up, just in time to meet a pair of eyes reflected in the rearview mirror.

Those eyes were full of scarlet, and they were fierce, cold, and fierce.

With madness on the verge of collapse.

"Help me prepare a formal suit, I'm going back to the company now." Song Yueliang calmly looked away, no longer looking at the pair of ferocious eyes in the rearview mirror.

Turn the steering wheel, step on the accelerator, and the car smoothly merges into the street traffic, leaving that scene behind.

It's exactly three o'clock in the afternoon.

Located on the top floor of a majestic office building in the center of the city, the atmosphere in the meeting room is cold and solemn, except for the slight sound of the air conditioner running, which can almost be heard from a pin drop.

The suffocating atmosphere is overwhelming.

All the shareholders here have different expressions and thoughts.

All eyes were on the young woman sitting first on the chairman's right.

The woman was wearing a black formal suit, and tailored suit trousers, which set off her cold temperament more vividly.

A head of big wavy hair was casually scattered, black eyebrows and phoenix eyes, bright red lips with a shallow arc that seemed to be a smile, and thin and cool eyes swept lightly, revealing the fierceness tempered by time.

That tyrannical aura made everyone present not dare to underestimate him.

"Song Yueliang, why are you here?"