Chapter 67 Choice

"Don't think too much, I'll watch a movie with you later." Song Nanqiao brought Wen Wenyao to his side, and kissed her on the forehead gently under the girl's gaze.

The movement was very light, like a feather brushing across his forehead, with Song Nanqiao's breath, making the person in his arms blush a little.

"Um."

Wen Wenyao nodded shyly, just a simple kiss could make her happy.

After the two of them finished eating, Song Nanqiao fulfilled the agreement, turned on the projection equipment in the room, closed the curtains, and adjusted the light to a dark color.

The secret room of two people became one

warm

small cinema. Wen Wenyao liked the romantic and sweet atmosphere, and pulled Song Nanqiao to order her favorite movie. But Song Nanqiao focused her attention on her.

From time to time, he stroked Wen Wenyao's hand, and from time to time he kissed the top of her head again, holding Wen Wenyao in his arms, and the calm person sniffed the fragrance of each other's body. Treat her like a baby and take care of her carefully.

"Did you concentrate on watching the movie?" Wen Wenyao simply leaned on Song Nanqiao's body, stirring Song Nanqiao's hair with his fingers.

"Not really."

Song Nanqiao turned sideways and kissed Wen Wenyao's cheek.

Such a good-looking girlfriend, where does she have the heart to go to the movies.

"You weren't like this before."

Wen Wenyao was ashamed and happy in her heart. She especially liked Song Nanqiao's blatant expression of her love.

"What was I like before?"

"Gao is very cold, like a pebble, it's not hot even if you cover it."

When he said this, Wen Wenyao had already turned around, grabbed Song Nanqiao's shoulders, and put his head in Song Nanqiao's arms, feeling the strong heartbeat of the other party.

"It won't be like this in the future."

Song Nanqiao grabbed Wen Wenyao's hand and solemnly promised.

In the past, it was true that she was too cold to Wen Wenyao, but now Song Nanqiao is trying to adjust her center of gravity, and slowly begins to favor Wen Wenyao.

"I'm a little sleepy, can you hold me to sleep?" The girl's eyes showed a hint of sleepiness.

"Okay." Song Nanqiao took out the remote control, turned off the movie being shown, and turned off the light next to him.

I just want to stick to the skin. Wen Wenyao has been filming these days, and sometimes he can't sleep until very late. Song Nanqiao wants her to rest more these days, and doesn't plan to torment her anymore.

four in the morning

While Song Nanqiao was still falling asleep, her cell phone rang without warning.

Driven by sleepiness, he turned around and turned off his cell phone.

But the phone called again, it seemed that there was something urgent, but Song Nanqiao still hung it up. When he called for the third time, Song Nanqiao woke up and quickly answered the phone, took a bathrobe and pajamas, and lightly walked to the balcony with feet.

"What's the call at four in the morning?"

Thinking of his little girlfriend who was still in bed, Song Nanqiao wanted to hang up the phone and go back to sleep with his girlfriend.

"Sister, don't be angry first, urgent information." Liu Xuwen was woken up by the phone call from the Intelligence Bureau, because the gaffe was really urgent, so he couldn't care about that much.

Song Nanqiao: "You said."

Liu Xuwen: "I investigated Wen Guangquan's movements throughout the night. He was competing with foreign military forces for development sites, and he not only had conflicts with the military, but also conflicted with many domestic bosses."

"Why do you have a conflict with the domestic boss?"

"Wen Guangquan doesn't allow any other companies to settle in his development site. It's like he wants to earn all the money alone. This angers the domestic bosses, and there will be a merger of the chambers of commerce in the future."

When he said this, Song Nanqiao's hand had already squeezed the railing of the balcony, and his brows were furrowed, revealing a complex expression. Wen Guangquan did a great job. In Song Nanqiao's view, it did more harm than harm and offended too many people.

"Sister, what do you think?" Liu Xuwen asked tentatively after listening to the silence on the phone for a long time.

In fact, what happened to Wen Guangquan is a good thing for Liu Xuwen. If Wen Guangquan is hit hard this time, he will be able to turn around a little bit later, but I don't know how Song Nanqiao thinks.

"Promise first at the banquet, we will go together tonight." Song Nanqiao hesitated for a while, and finally decided to go once.

They now need more information.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements."

"Um."

Ended the phone call with Liu Xuwen.

Song Nanqiao sat alone on the hammock on the balcony and fell silent.

When the incident happened suddenly, Song Nanqiao could only force himself to calm down. Wen Guangquan didn't know whether what Wen Guangquan did this time was good or bad for him.

"So many people targeting Wen Guangquan should be a good thing for the host."

"Not necessarily, it is reasonable to say that I am a student sponsored by Wen Guangquan, and I should do things for him. If this identity is known to Liu Xuwen, I don't know what will happen. Besides, Wen Wenyao is now my daughter. My friend, Wen Guangquan's accident must be a bad thing for Wen Wenyao, who has no real status now."

If he hadn't been with Wen Wenyao, he would even help the Chamber of Commerce, causing Wen Guangquan to be hit hard and taking the opportunity to develop his career. But with Wen Wenyao's presence, Song Nanqiao needs to think more.

"Headache……"

Song Nanqiao is thinking of a way to not only suppress Wen Guangquan, but also protect Wen Wenyao.

"It's Liu Xuwen that kid, it must be a good thing for him."

Song Nanqiao sighed. When Liu Xuwen talked to her just now, her tone was obviously happy.

"So what are you going to do?"

"Let Wen Guangquan suffer a bit, but it won't fall down quickly. What I'm worried about is not those business owners, but the military forces." Song Nanqiao said in a low voice.

Those bosses are just rich, no matter how rich they are, they are not as rich as Wen Guangquan. Moreover, Wen Guangquan has a very wide network of contacts and has multiple contacts with politicians. It is almost impossible to get Wen Guangquan down through alliances with these business owners. .

But not the military.

Or foreign military, when the sock is on the neck, any money is blind. One bullet goes down and the person is gone.

"Are you worried that Wen Guangquan will die?"

"I'm not worried about Wen Guangquan, I'm worried about Wen Wenyao. If Wen Guangquan plays too much, he will probably be assassinated or something. By then, the Wen family will lose their backbone overnight, and bankruptcy is only a matter of time. Wen Wen Haruka is also likely to be targeted by the military and government.”

So in the end, Song Nanqiao was just worried about Wen Wenyao. No matter whether Wen Guangquan had an accident or not, his first task was to ensure Wen Wenyao's safety.

"So what are you going to do?"

"I see if I can persuade Wen Guangquan to give up the development land to the military."

After weighing the pros and cons, Wen Wenyao was more important.

...

in the room

Wen Wenyao rolled over in a daze, raised his arm, touched the sheets beside him, and found that there was no one there. Wen Wenyao, who was full of sleep, suddenly woke up.

She opened her eyes and found that there was nothing beside her. She reached out and reached into the quilt. The place where Song Nanqiao slept was now completely cold.

"Song Nanqiao." Wen Wenyao called out unconsciously, but there was no echo in the room.

Panic mood instantly enveloped Wen Wenyao's heart, she didn't have time to think about it, she got up and turned on the light in the room, and walked into the living room wearing a thin nightdress.

"Where are you……"

She looked around the living room and cast her uneasy eyes to every place in the living room, trying to find Song Nanqiao's figure, but the living room was always silent and dark, like a static photo.

She quickly turned on the light in the living room and found that there was still no one there.

The bright light spread to the balcony.

Knowing that Wen Wenyao woke up, Song Nanqiao secretly said something bad, and then quickly walked over from the balcony.

When she walked into the living room, what came into her eyes was the girl's pale face, her eyes were red, as if she was about to cry. She was only wearing a thin pajamas, and the cool wind from the living room blew over, causing the girl's legs to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing this scene, Song Nanqiao didn't have time to think about it, so he could only rush over, hug Wen Wenyao tightly in his arms, grab a coat on the sofa, and wrap it around Wen Wenyao.

"Why did you come out without clothes on?"

Song Nanqiao touched the girl's back and asked softly.

"I can't find you..." Wen Wenyao raised her hand and hugged Song Nanqiao, her voice began to tremble. When she saw that Song Nanqiao was not by her side, her first reaction was to find her, too late to think about it... …

"I'm still with you."

Song Nanqiao patiently coaxed her, wrapped her arms around Wen Wenyao's slender waist, and coaxed her into the room. Finally, she wrapped her in a quilt and turned on the air conditioner in the room.

The weather was too cold. When she hugged Wen Wenyao just now, she found that the other person was cold all over.

"Where have you been?" Wen Wenyao rubbed his red eyes, took Song Nanqiao's hand, and asked worriedly.

"Go to the balcony to see if my sweater is drying."

"Then why are you going at night?"

The girl's clear and moist eyes looked at Song Nanqiao, as if to see something.

"On a whim, I want to go and have a look." Song Nanqiao also met the opponent's eyes without hesitation, and he never stopped when he lied.

"Next time... don't go at night, I'll be worried, it's pitch black outside, I'm afraid you'll go out and it's not safe..."

Since that nightmare started, Wen Wenyao has been paying special attention to Song Nanqiao's travel safety. After six o'clock in the evening, Song Nanqiao will not be allowed to go out.

When she didn't see anyone in the living room, Wen Wenyao thought that Song Nanqiao was going out. The fear from the last nightmare climbed up her heart like vines, making Wen Wenyao feel even more frightened.

"I didn't go out, I can remember your entrustment."

Song Nanqiao explained gently that she knew that Wen Wenyao would worry about her safety, so every time she went out during this period, she had to report to Wen Wenyao in advance, and she would not go out alone.

"Go to sleep." Wen Wenyao said in a muffled voice.

It was only four in the morning, they had only slept for three or four hours, and when they found Song Nanqiao, Wen Wenyao wanted to take the other party back to rest.

"Okay, get some more sleep."

Song Nanqiao wrapped her arms around her waist, suddenly exerting strength, and hugged the girl. The faint fragrance on the girl's body eased the anxiety and tension in Song Nanqiao's heart.

Looking at Wen Wenyao's cheek, Song Nanqiao's expression darkened.

No matter what... Wen Wenyao can never be hurt...