"I said, I said, ......" Mu Ningci trembled his hands, and his originally radiant face instantly became a little decadent and old.

Su Yiqing pulled the doorknob and stopped.

"Yan Hezhi and Song Yiheng were originally a pair of half-brothers. Mu Ningci said and hid his face and cried bitterly.

"Yan Hezhi is the child born to me and Song Zhenshi through sperm. Mu Ningci said, holding on to the wall with trembling hands, so as to support his body and not collapse to the ground: "When I married Tsuruyuki's father, he was already in his 40s and had already been married for a while, and his ex-wife divorced because he was infertile. When I was eighteen years old, I followed Tsuru's father, and when I was twenty years old, I still didn't have a son and a half daughter. Then we remembered the idea of borrowing sperm from his brother. If there is a child, this family will not be able to disperse. ”

Su Yiqing looked at Mu Ningci incredulously.

"Later, I gave birth to Hezhi, and I lived a very good life with Lao Yan and Hezhi. But...... Unexpectedly, when Tsuruzhi was eight years old, Lao Yan had cancer. He couldn't stop crying.

"That...... I'm sorry!" Su Yiqing took out a tissue and handed it to Mu Ningci. Sorry, it brought back sad memories for her.

Before Lao Yan died, he entrusted Mu Ningci and Yan Hezhi and the entire industry to Song Zhenshi, and when he was dying, he said to Song Zhenshi: "Old Song! You see that Ning Ci is still so young, and he has a child, it will definitely be difficult to remarry in the future." And you, Jingxian died early, and Yiheng didn't have her mother to take care of her. If...... Do you think it's okay, for the sake of Hezhi being your biological son, after I die, marry Ning Ci home!" This deathbed was originally not promised by Lao Song, but at that time, Yan's enterprise owed a lot of debts. Old Yan had just died, and Yan Mu Ningci lived alone in Yan's mansion, and was harassed by debt collectors from time to time. In order to protect Mu Ningci and Yan Hezhi, Song Zhenshi simply took their mother and son into the Song Mansion and helped the Yan family sell their property to repay the loan.

"Lao Song is not a legend from the outside world, he murdered his brother and took his wife and children for the sake of profit. Lao Song is a good person! We can get married because of our long-term love. And...... Hezhi has always lived as a descendant of the Yan family, I never thought of letting Hezhi recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, the property of the Song family is all Yiheng's, and Hezhi and Yihuan don't want a share. Mu Ningci said this, his voice was a little choked: "I'm just afraid that if one day the two brothers know the truth, something terrible will happen." ”

Mu Ningci took Su Yiqing's hand: "You know, people like Hezhi are ambitious, and Yi Heng is ruthless and means. If their brothers fight, they will definitely lose both. ”

Su Yiqing understands! She understands! Yan Hezhi and Song Yiheng are not good at stubble.

"Okay! I see! I'm not going to say it yet. Su Yiqing said helplessly: "But...... This child is not Song Yiheng's child after all, and I really can't let him carry the black pot to the crane for no reason. Su Yiqing twisted the doorknob as she spoke: "Or...... I'll find a way to fool him. ”

"Thank you! Thank you!" Mu Ningci bowed his knees and thanked him again and again.

Su Yiqing sighed helplessly, twisted the doorknob, and slowly opened the door. A tall shadow was cast outside the door, and a *** had a gloomy face outside the door, glaring at Su Yiqing angrily.

"How are you trying to fool me?" Song Yiheng said, his gloomy face became a little colder, and his clenched fists resisted the urge to rush over and strangle Su Yiqing.

"Song ...... Song ......" Su Yiqing was stunned with fright, and she couldn't say a complete sentence when she grew up.

"E-Heng. Mu Ningci gasped. He...... When did he stand outside the door, and how well was the sound insulation here? How much did he listen? Mu Ningci's whole person was frightened.

I saw Song Yiheng with a broken face and walked in slowly. The sharp gaze swept over Su Yiqing's stunned face, and then swept over Mu Ningci's pale face. Leng snorted: "When I am a fool? It's just that...... Disdain people like Yan Hezhi to be brothers. "Song Yiheng began to investigate the relationship between Yan Hezhi and Lao Song as early as three years ago, when Song Zhenshi allocated a huge amount of money to fund Yan Hezhi. After finding out, Song Yiheng was also shocked for a long time, but he was just ...... Because what Yan Hezhi has done for so many years is disgusting to Song Yiheng, he doesn't bother to pay attention to this half-brother.

After Song Yiheng finished speaking, he approached Su Yiqing with angry eyes, forced her into a corner, and said with a squint, "Le Tong is the son of Yan Hezhi?"

"Huh?" Su Yiqing was stunned for a moment. How much he eavesdropped outside the door.

"Isn't it?" Song Yiheng gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed Su Yiqing's chin, his eyes were full of flames: "After you slept with me three years ago, you ran to mess with Yan Hezhi again?

Song Yiheng lowered his head, and his sharp eyes forced Su Yiqing: "You dare to betray me like this......" You must know how hard he worked to find her three years ago.

Su Yiqing's jaw was pinched painfully, and she struggled for a while, but it had no effect. Instead, his hands were pressed against the wall by Song Yiheng, and he firmly pressed against Su Yiqing's body with his body. It seems like...... Completely ignoring Mu Ningci's existence, he maintained an ambiguous posture.

"You...... Let me go. Su Yiqing was angry. You're not the same, as soon as I walked on the front foot, you took Lan Yuxi to show your affection on the red carpet and broadcast it live to people all over the world.

"I won't let go!" The more Su Yiqing struggled, the tighter Song Yiheng was imprisoned.

"E-Heng, since you know all the truth, trouble...... Don't tell Hezhi! Lao Song and I both want to let him continue to live as a descendant of the Yan family and delay the incense of the old Yan family. Mu Ningci begged with his hands folded on the side.

The detention of Su Yiqing was slightly relaxed, and Song Yiheng turned his head and smiled at Mu Ningci: "Mother, I will never say it." Don't worry!"

Hearing what Song Yiheng said, Mu Ning's compassion relaxed a little.

"But ......" Song Yiheng pressed Su Yiqing again, and his arm firmly controlled her like iron tongs: "You still don't say it, do you?"

Su Yiqing was mad, forced to be anxious, and shouted at Song Yiheng dizzily: "Yes! Le Tong is the child born to me and Yan He." Asked you to give him a blood transfusion, you are very aggrieved, right? I went to bed with Yan He, what's the matter? What is the matter with you? You are not the same, after sleeping with me, in the blink of an eye, other women will talk to me. Su Yiqing was like a machine gun, crackling and complaining about Song Yiheng.

When these words came out, Mu Ningci, who was thinking about persuasion on the side, was also stunned.

Song Yiheng's throat stalked, and he instantly felt his mouth dry. clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said hatefully: "Yes, I am not happy to give Su Letong a blood transfusion." As he spoke, he grabbed Su Yiqing's hand roughly: "As compensation, you ...... Come to Song Mansion tonight to stay with me for one night. ”

"I'll you. "I won't be eaten up and wiped clean by you again.

"It's okay if you don't go! Yan Hezhi is not in the country, if Su Letong is sick again, it is up to you to go there and find a blood bank on call. After Song Yiheng finished speaking, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile.

These words made Su Yiqing dumbfounded. He was right, if there was no Song Yiheng, where would he go to find a blood bank on call, after all, it was a panda blood type, not all over the street.

"I'll see you tonight! Let me find out if you've been touched by another man. As he spoke, he hooked Su Yiqing's chin lightly, but Su Yiqing avoided it, and gave Song Yiheng a blank look.

The corners of Song Yiheng's mouth were slightly hooked, and he said slowly: "Su Yiqing! Su Yiqing! ”

After Song Yiheng finished speaking, he turned his head and left. Before leaving, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Song Yiheng's mouth. Su Yiqing's change made him a little surprised, like a little hedgehog, covered in thorns. So she won't be bullied anymore!

Song Yiheng's last sentence made Su Yiqing feel a sense of frustration in her heart. Isn't it...... Did she hurt him?

Song Yiheng went first, and Mu Ningci followed Su Yiqing behind. While walking, he listened to Su Yiqing scolding Song Yiheng like a machine gun: "Damn, bad, stinky guy, rotten ......"

Mu Ningci was shocked, no one had ever dared to scold Song Yiheng to his face like this. Su Yiqing: Where did you come back from eating bear heart leopard gall?

Facing Mu Ningci's surprise, Su Yiqing raised her eyebrows disappreciably.

This is all the courage that Ouyang Fei practiced by scolding the students in the back kitchen every day. The back kitchen is a fiery world, and no matter how good the mood is, the character of a person who has been in it for a while has been worn out.

Walking and walking. Su Yiqing suddenly hit a wall.

Su Yiqing raised her head and saw that she had bumped into Song Yiheng's chest.

Song Yiheng hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile: "So anxious to throw yourself into your arms?"

Su Yiqing stroked her sore nose, glared at Song Yiheng viciously, and scolded in her mouth.

Song Yiheng stretched out his finger and hooked Su Yiqing's chin: "I still want me to correct you now!"

Su Yiqing avoided Song Yiheng's teasing: "President Song, you flirt with women from good families in broad daylight, be careful that Mrs. Song chases you to the hospital." ”

The next second after Su Yiqing finished saying this, a sweet and greasy voice suddenly came from a distance: "Brother Yiheng!"

This sweet and greasy voice came from Lan Yuxi, who was limping not far away.

Su Yiqing's eyes lit up: "Mrs. Xiao Song is here!" Then she snorted coldly, turned her head and left.

Lan Yuxi ignored the injuries on her body, ran to Song Yiheng, and immediately cried and mourned: "Brother Yiheng! Look at that little secretary of yours, he pushed me down and injured me like this! I still have a performance tomorrow, what should I do?" said pitifully, so that Mu Ningci on the side looked distressed for a few seconds.

Song Yiheng's gaze shifted