At Your Service: The Weight On Skin

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the genius baby black belly!Qin Xirong's eyes dimmed, and her thoughts fluttered. She glanced at Pei Yilin, who was calm, and then looked at the slightly complicated written seal in her wheelchair.

Perhaps, she should follow Samuel's proposal to provoke the conflict between Pei Yilin and Cheng Wenfeng as soon as possible, and get the family crests of Pei and Xiang as soon as possible before the child is born.

"Lin, you still seem to be angry about what happened that day? Don't be angry, she is just unintentional, we really don't have to care about it like this." Qin Xirong was very generous, but Pei Yilin frowned slightly.

Whenever Qin Xirong was so generous, it was always when she wanted to carry out a conspiracy, and it was also a time when Song Qian might suffer.

Although, Pei Yilin believes in Song Qian's ability and believes that she can deal with the various difficulties created by Qin Xirong.

However, from the bottom of my heart, Pei Yilin still didn't want Song Qian to make any mistakes.

What's more, now Song Qian's enemy has one more written title?

"Xirong, you are tired. Let's go back first." Pei Yilin clasped Qin Xirong's waist suggestively.

That behavior that seemed intimacy but punished, fell in the eyes of the written letter next to it, and it inevitably carried a hint of demonstration.

"Yeah." Qin Xirong nodded obediently, then turned and smiled at Cheng Wenfeng.

"Cong, you must keep your mood happy. There are some things that you will always come back when you should come back. Moreover, it will definitely bring a big surprise to Cheng!" Qin Xirong hinted that Cheng Wenfeng, he would definitely be able to capture Song Qian.

Hearing this, the written word laughed loudly and said: "With Miss Qin's auspicious words, Cheng hopes so too."

Qin Xirong turned around with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, seeing the appearance of being sure to win.

Qin Xirong patted Pei Yilin's hand holding her waist, acting very tenderly, and said, "Lin, I'm tired. Let's go back now."

"Yeah." Pei Yilin nodded, turned around and said a few polite words to the written letter, and quickly hugged Qin Xirong and left.

Cheng Wenfeng stared at the backs of the two of them, until they disappeared, a cold snort overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Pei Yilin, I will never let you disturb my plan!

"Come here, bring me the tenant from 638." Cheng Wenfeng said coldly.

Thinking of something, Wen Feng continued to order, "Send someone to guard Pei Yilin's door. If he does anything, send someone to report immediately."

Under the order of Cheng Wenfeng, the married bodyguards immediately divided into three groups, one side went to 638 for reinforcements, while guarding the written seal, while the other wave was hidden outside Pei Yilin's room, watching his every move.

Pei Yilin took Qin Xirong back to the private room, then turned and entered the bedroom, but never came out.

Qin Xirong sat on the sofa in the living room with a faint smile on her mouth.

She took out her mobile phone and contacted Samuel, asking him to help Wen Feng guard the exit, and Song Qian was not allowed to go out.

Samuel nodded after hearing this, but when Qin Xirong wanted to hang up, he said something anxiously.

"Okay. I see, the child's affairs, just follow what I said. I will get rid of him some time, that's it." Qin Xirong lowered her voice, her expression very cold.

This child was originally her best means to possess Pei Yilin.

However, as soon as Samuel knew it, it became a hidden danger.

She is familiar with Samuel's personality; and Qin Xirong also understands his intentions towards her.

Qin Xirong didn't want Samuel to use this to threaten her to marry him, so she had to find time to get rid of the child.

And the best person to get rid of the child is not himself, only Song Qian.

Song Qian, since you have stolen the family crest, don't blame me for falling into trouble.

Song Qian, who hurried to the private room, was inexplicably cold behind her, surrounded by an ominous premonition.

Song Qian frowned slightly, thinking of something, she climbed up from the back window and entered her room silently.

The room was quiet, with an unusual weirdness.

The unfamiliar aura around him was so strong that Song Qian felt that something was wrong in an instant.

However, this kind of error was not enough to make Song Qian turn around and leave at this moment.

Because there are still many things she needs in this room, and Song Qian regards these things as more important than his own life.

"Who?" Song Qian snorted coldly, all over.

No matter how many people come, no matter what their intentions are, she must solve them as soon as possible, and then quickly find a place to hide again.

"You don't need to know who we are, as long as we know who you are." The married bodyguards seemed to be waiting for this moment. When someone came in, they quickly came out of the dark and surrounded Song Qian.

"What do you want to do?" Song Qian looked very cold. There were so many people here, she was not afraid.

But once Song Qian fights with them, he will inevitably alarm the guests next to him, as well as the bodyguards of the Ritz-Carlton.

In this way, she will be exposed to everyone's sight.

This is not what Song Qian wanted.

Song Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a decision had already been made in his heart.

Song Qian put her hand into her pocket, took out the bag of powder, and quickly sprinkled it all around.

Immediately, she attacked the leader very quickly.

The powder dispersed, and the eyes of the bodyguards were blurred. Although they tried their best to eliminate the interference, the action was still a bit slow.

And the captain of the bodyguard, even though he reacted faster than them, was still choked by Song Qian.

"Who sent you?" Song Qian asked, moving quickly to the window.

The number of martial arts of this group is similar to that of a married bodyguard, Song Qian is a little skeptical.

"Of course it's Pei Yilin, President Pei!" Before everyone had time to answer, a soft and mocking voice came over.

The married bodyguard was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and the sudden voice seemed a bit familiar.

Song Qian also recognized the voice at once. Isn't this the little five who once let her go?

Why is he here?

"Are you Song Qian?" Xiao Wu walked out of the crowd, looking at Song Qian with an extremely cold expression.

Song Qian was wearing a tight leather jacket. He couldn't see her face clearly in the dimly lit room. He only felt that she was the kind of superb woman that all men in the world wanted to possess.

There was a fatal temptation in her, even Xiao Wu could not help but feel a little emotional.

"You are the person next to Wenfeng." Song Qian asked in a light voice.

"Yes." Xiao Wu twitched his lips. "However, these people are only loaned to Master Pei by Master Cheng. Master Pei said that he is not good at doing things and didn't help Master Cheng to keep the treasure, so he will catch you as soon as possible."

"Impossible." Song Qian coldly drank.

"Hehe, what's impossible?" Xiao Wu seemed to have expected Song Qian's reaction.

The corner of his mouth twitched, overflowing with a chuckle, "If it weren't for Mr. Pei's hint, why would we want to go to the closet to have a look? And how can you appear here in such a state?"

"Humph." Song Qian snorted coldly, still not believing it.

Xiao Wu looked at Song Qian’s suspicious eyes, chuckled lightly, and said, “You don’t believe it is normal. After all, every woman who always has feelings for Pei doesn’t believe that Pei will abandon them one day. And you , I was once held in the palm of the hand by President Pei, which is naturally even more so. However, Song Qian, you seem to have forgotten that there have been two times President Pei almost gave you to us as an assembly?"

"And now, the family crest of Xiang's family is in the hands of our Cheng Zong. As a real man, how can Mr. Pei want a beauty instead of Jiangshan?" Xiao Wu snorted.

In the darkness, Xiao Wu couldn't see Song Qian's expression, but only felt that the surrounding atmosphere became more and more serious.

It seems that Song Qian was moved by herself?

The corner of Xiao Wu's mouth evoked a touch of comfort.

Only by letting Song Qian disappear as soon as possible, Xiao Wu can ensure his supreme position beside Cheng Wenfeng.

Because the dead will not stop him, will they?

There was a coldness in Xiao Wu's eyes, and he winked at the bodyguards beside him, motioning them to rush up.

The bodyguards next to him nodded and expressed their understanding, and immediately swiftly attacked Song Qian.

Facing the surging offensive, Song Qian narrowed his eyes and wanted to take a powder offensive.

But she reached her pocket, only to find that it was empty.

Her things seemed to have been quietly exchanged.

Song Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and she felt a more dangerous force beside her.

This power made her a little familiar, but also a little annoying.

However, she is sure that he will not hurt her, and now she only needs to concentrate on dealing with the married bodyguard.

"Looking for death!" Song Qian's expression was cold.

Song Qian knocked down the bodyguard captain in front of her with a small gesture. She quickly took out the golden needle and hit the group of people who had come from the attack.

Song Qian deliberately learned the craft of Jinzhen from Cheng Xian. Although Cheng Xian cannot be said to be as proficient as Cheng Xian, he hasn't slowed down much.

In just three minutes, a piece of land was already lying on the ground.

In Song Qian's room, suddenly only the pale Xiao Wu was still standing.

"Come here! You, you, you can't move me." Xiao Wu shouted loudly, and stepped back.

"Why can't I move you? I moved you." Song Qian snorted and quickly attacked Xiao Wu.

Song Qian's speed is very fast, Xiao Wu already feels suffocation and chill coming from his throat between the sparks.

"Song... Qian..." Xiao Wu was suddenly raised by Song Qian's collar.

Although Song Qian was about the same height as Xiao Wu, because Xiao Wu was afraid to soften her body, she suddenly had some steps hanging in the air, her face pale.

"You can't do anything to me, I'm under Cheng Ye." Xiao Wu threatened.

"Really?" Song Qian snorted coldly, and his subordinates gradually exerted strength.

Song Qian is not afraid of becoming Wen Feng, nor is he afraid of getting Wen Feng, but Xiao Wu is just a male favorite, Song Qian does not believe that Cheng Wen Feng will take any action against her because of him.

Seeing that Xiao Wu was about to be suffocated by Song Qian...

"Stop!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the darkness, and then Song Qian felt a chill in his waist at the same time.

The man had quietly approached Song Qian, and held his gun against Song Qian's waist.

His breath was close to his ears, so familiar, so it made Song Qian a headache.

Pei Yilin, what does he want to do?

"Who are you?" Song Qian asked coldly.

But from the bottom of her heart, she knew that the person holding the gun against her was not someone else, but Pei Yilin.

After all, his familiar voice, even if it is deliberately disguised, will still not disappear from Song Qian's mind.