Chapter 589
Chapter 589
Song yean said word by word, "Mr. Yu, I have something private to talk about with you."
Private?
Yu Yimo pursed her lips, and a layer of frost fell between her eyebrows and eyes
Song yean was fearless, moved his lips and said, "about Ruan's poems."
Yu Yimo didn't speak until he continued.
"I know that Yu always has a past with his poems. I just want to remind Yu that poetry is an independent individual. As her friend, I don't want to see her involved in her own right and wrong, and I don't want to see her hurt."
Yu Yimo asked in a cold voice, "so, what do you mean?"
Song yean is not anxious not slow way, "Yu always so clever, should have understood."
Yu Yimo looks at the man in front of him. He doesn't speak, or even make a redundant move. However, the chill suddenly burst out from all over his body, which makes him shiver.
Song yean's meaning is not clear. He is just reminding him to put his identity right and not to have so much involvement with Ruan Shishi. Such a warning is like saying it from the position of Ruan Shishi's boyfriend.
He's provocative, blatant provocation.
Yu Yimo stepped forward, approached him and pulled his lips. "I don't know what identity song always reminds me of?"
Song yean frowned and remained silent.
Yu Yimo moved his lips, and a cold voice rang out, "is it a friend of Ruan Shishi? However, it seems that my relationship with Ruan Shishi is much closer than that of your friend. "
Song yean's face changed and his patience disappeared. He frowned, "is it more intimate? I didn't see you protecting her when she was injured! "
Today, after he sent Ruan Shishi back, he immediately sent someone to investigate the cause of her injury. After making it clear, he couldn't stop his anger, so he checked Yu Yimo's whereabouts and found her directly.
Song yean thought more and more angry, in a rage, he lost his reason and said directly, "she's just your abandoned ex-wife. She can't compare with your future father-in-law, right?"
Smell speech, Yu Yimo cold eyes suddenly appear, suddenly reached out a hand to grasp song yean's collar, anger in the heart rolling, "what do you say!"
Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense. The two men looked at each other, and their hands hanging on their sides were clenched into fists, as if they could make a move at any time.
Du Yue was also a little silly. He immediately came forward to persuade him, but without waiting for him to speak, Yu Yimo stared at Song yean and said, "what did you just say?"
He clenched his fist, the tendons on his forearm burst, the muscles were tight, and his strength seemed to be on the verge of attack.
Song yean, unwilling to be outdone, was about to speak when a voice came from the side.
"Yo! I said why no one came. It's the duel of men here. "
Su Yucheng came to Yu Yimo's side lazily, laughing and joking. He reached for Yu Yimo and pulled him, "why, I didn't go to the boxing ring for a few days, and my hand itched?"
Su Yucheng's sudden appearance eased the tension of the scene. He winked at Du Yue, turned to song yean and patted him on the shoulder. "OK, OK, they are all dignified people. If they are photographed by paparazzi, they will make the headlines tomorrow."