Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades Chapter 1702: 1702: Fanwai: Huangquan Express, not just express (4)

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Seeing Hong Kong running away, Bai Fumei only raised her eyebrows faintly, turned her head and glanced at Song Yi, and said coldly: "Song Yi, you come with me."

"Yes."

Song Yi nodded, and directly followed Bai Fume to the innermost lounge of Huangquan Express, which was Bai Fume's private lounge.

As soon as she entered the door, before Bai Fumei could speak, Song Yi smiled and handed the pot of hot soup to Bai Fumei.

"Boss, your hot soup. Po Meng made it by herself. She said you like this soup the most. Drink it while it's hot."

"Po Meng's soup?"

Bai Fumei frowned and glanced at Song Yi deeply, with a clear tone: "Did you help her deliver the courier? Huh? The rules are broken, right?"

Speaking, Bai Fume’s face immediately became hard to look: "Do you know the cost of breaking the rules? I don't want this month's salary, right?"

"Got it!"

Song Yi would be really scared to see her so angry a few years ago. But after several years of getting along with each other, Song Yi has already noticed that Bai Fumei has always been a cold-hearted, hard-hearted person.

You see she is so greedy for money, so mean, but she also has a generous side.

When she refused to pay Song Yi's salary, she secretly remitted a large sum of money to Song Yi's mother. The money was higher than the amount that Song Yi's mother was defrauded.

Bai Fume never said about these things. Later, Song Yi called his home, and Song Yi learned that a mysterious person sent money to his home.

He couldn't find out who that person was, but he intuitively felt that that person was Bai Fumei.

Later, Song Yi tried laterally, but Bai Fumei did not deny it.

So, whether it is a human or a ghost, you must not be fooled by their appearance.

Some who smile at you may not be true to you.

Some people who squint at you may not really treat you badly.

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Seeing Song Yi smiling at her hippiely, Bai Fumei couldn't help but glared at him: "Do you think that you are the veteran of Huangquan Express, so you can do whatever you want? Huh?"

"No, no, there is true love in the world. The purpose of our Huangquan Express is to warm ghosts with love, so I know that the boss will agree with me to do this, right?"

Song Yi looked at Bai Fumei with a smile on his face: "Well, the soup is here. If there is nothing wrong, I will go out first?"

"Well, you go down!"

This man is really thick-skinned, now even she is not afraid? Bai Fumei waved her hand with a calm face.

"Well, then I'm leaving! Sister Bai, don't forget to drink soup!"

Before Song Yi left, she didn't forget a gentle exhortation. After saying this, she turned around and left happily.

"Who is your sister! Who is your sister called!"

Huh!

Bai Fume snorted coldly in the room, but looking down at the soup pot in her hand, she couldn't help but soften her eyes——

The soup made by Po Meng, this is really a good thing!

…………

Song Yi came out of Huangquan Express and walked directly towards his home. Halfway through, he suddenly stopped.

The place he rented is considered a slum in Yanjing. It's all low-rise old buildings. The streets nearby and even the street lights are always good and bad.

Now, just across the street, there is a very luxurious car parked.

Song Yi knows the logo of that car and knows that the car is worth at least several million. In the entire Yanjing, there may be a lot of cars of this grade, but if you want to see such cars here, they really are. rarely seen.

Of course, what Song Yi cares most about is not the car, but the people beside the car. At this time, there are three people standing beside the car.

To be precise, two people and one ghost.