The cat remembered the gift Song Sifan wanted to give her last night, but it had been thrown away by A Jin, and A Jin didn't like it.

So the cat said, "I don't want your gift."

Song Sifan said: "My gift is very special, please think about it again."

"I don't think about it, I don't lack gifts." Maomao said. She asked curiously: "What do you want to do? Why don't you just say it."

Song Sifan walked out with a wine glass and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. He said, "I have only been chosen once in my life. You chose me. I want you to die forever."

Maomao looked at Song Sifan with a look of a psychopath, "Since you said that... Mr. Song, let me hold a party for you. I'll let everyone choose you and let you experience the warmth of the world."

Song Sifan looked at her with a smile, "That's not what I want."

The cat was slightly silent.

If Song Sifan causes trouble for her, she will be more relaxed, but he insists on being a prey, which is really difficult for him.

Maomao felt that he could not communicate with him, so he decisively said, "Mr. Song, I won't disturb you anymore. You can dream here yourself."

Song Sifan walked over a few steps. He stood in front of Maomao and took out a ring from the pocket of the suit. He looked down and said, "Maomao, come and be Mrs. Song. This profession is definitely the easiest and happiest in the world."

Maomao immediately took a few steps back and looked at Song Sifan with disgust, "Is this your gift? What a coincidence! Song Chuang also invited me to be his Mrs. Song."

When Song Sifan heard Song Chuang's name again, he felt it was harsh. This person should have been dealt with earlier.

Maomao said again: "I have a boyfriend, he is Mu Jin, Mr. Song should not joke with me anymore."

Song Sifan didn't seem to be surprised at all. He said, "I am a person who has ended up in one's own life. Since you don't agree now, then take your time."

As he said that, Song Sifan stroked his fingers over the ring and put them back in his pocket.

Mao Mao scolded him again in his heart, and bypassed him and left.

When she opened the door, Song Sifan suddenly knocked on the table and said, "This Luban box was passed down from the piaomen door. I thought you would be interested and wanted to give it to you. Since you insist on not wanting it, then forget it."

The cat looked over immediately!

Song Sifan was holding a wooden box in his hand, which was the Luban box!

"This is your gift?" asked Maomao.

Song Sifan nodded, "Mu Jin threw it into the trash can yesterday, and I picked it up again."

Mao Mao pursed her lips. She had long thought about how to find out the Luban box of the Song family, but it actually appeared in this way?

Moreover, I know that Song Sifan would give Luban box as a gift!

At this time, Song Sifan opened a mechanism on the wall in front of Maomao, and moved a grid away from the wine cabinet, revealing a secret grid. Song Sifan put the Luban box in.

"Then I'll keep it for now. If you change your mind one day, you can come with me to ask for it." Song Sifan said.

The cat didn't say anything and took a photo to the door and left.

Song Sifan is provoking her!

She pressed the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Song Ci happened to walk out. Behind the diamond-shaped sunglasses, he looked at Maomao in surprise, "Sister Maomao, are you here to find me?"

The cat walked into the elevator and kicked Song Ci in the leg, "Go down."

Song Cishen couldn't help but get out of the elevator. When he came back, the elevator door had closed unstoppably. He said to himself strangely, "Sister Maomao is so fierce today."

When he turned around, he saw Song Sifan standing at the door, looking at this place.

Song Ci's mind changed and suddenly thought of something. He quickly ran to the president's office, grabbed Song Sifan and asked, "Brother, are you making things difficult for Sister Maomao?"

Song Sifan looked at Song Ci, "No, I gave her a gift, and she rejected me again."

Song Ci said in surprise: "What did you send me this time? You hit a wall continuously, brother, are you too inferior?"

Song Sifan took out the ring in his pocket.

Song Ci stared at the ring and suddenly became hoarse.

After a while, Song Ci picked up the ring and said, "Can this be given away easily? Brother, what are you thinking?"

Song Sifan leaned back on the chair and said, "It's what you think."

Song Ci looked desperate, "Brother, who can't you want? Why do you have to provoke cats?"

Song Sifan corrected: "It was her who provoked me."

Song Ci completely disbelief, "Impossible."

Song Ci walked on the ground for a while, but he was a little anxious. He looked at Song Sifan from time to time, but didn't know what to say! Because even he felt that being attracted to his brother was not a good thing!

At this time, Song Sifan answered an inside call, and his assistant reminded him that there would be a trip in five minutes.

Song Sifan got up and walked out. When he passed by Song Ci, he patted his shoulder, "Take her as his sister, otherwise, your rival will not be someone else, but me."

Song Ci's expression was a bit distorted.

After Song Sifan left, Song Ci was still anxious. He remembered Jiu Yebai and felt that he had let down his brother's instructions. Maomao lived well in the company and was treated first-class. He was also wary of the male stars in the company hooking up with Maomao.

But now, the person who wants to hook up with cats is not a male star, it is his brother!

This is not a rank, he is a little panicked.

...

After leaving the studio, Maomao returned home and stayed in the bedroom until dark.

She kept saying that late at night, after everyone else had slept, she changed into a convenient night clothes and sneaked out skillfully.

She drove the car and parked straight outside Villa No. 2, Lushan, and sneaked into the villa with a familiarity.

After avoiding the surveillance and bodyguards, Maomao went directly to the room of the old man of the Jiu family.

It still smells of disinfectant. The old man is in the same condition as that. He has not improved or broken, so he barely breathes a sigh of relief.

His physical function is now severely declining and he falls asleep most of the day.

The cat quickly took out a bottle and poured a small bottle of potion on the old man. After a while, his breathing became slightly heavier and his sleep became even heavier.

The cat lifted up some of his quilt, and slid a few silver needles out of his hand, and moved quickly to the needle! The old man had already stabbed many bright silver needles in his chest.

The cat stood up straight and counted the time silently. After a while, her fingers quickly passed through the silver needles. After they swayed slightly for a while, she quickly took back the needles!

After doing all this, she whispered: "Old man, I will save your life, no need to thank me, who is calling me cute?"

After saying that, she returned the same way.
Chapter completed!