Early in the morning, Song Xingchen woke up and found himself in a hotel suite.

The rope that bound her had been unfastened, and the sheets were smeared with a dazzling red......

All kinds of traces are showing what happened last night!

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Song Xingchen was stupid.

His head was buzzing, his little face was pale, he was holding the quilt, and tears the size of beans poured out of his eyes.

Remorse and pain intersected her fiercely, and her thoughts went blank.

She didn't even know who the people who spoiled her were!

……

Song Xingchen forgot how she returned to the Lu Mansion.

"Young grandma, are you back?" Aunt Nanny's gentle voice sounded in her ears, Song Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and raised her head suddenly, her face was white and her pink lips were pursed.

Sister Su could see at a glance that something was wrong with her, and frowned puzzled: "Young grandma, what's wrong with you?" ”

Song Xingchen's heart tightened, and he hurriedly shook his head: "I, I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night." ”

Song Xingchen smiled a little far-fetched, and didn't dare to look at Sister Su's eyes: "Aunt Su, I'll go upstairs first." ”

Sister Su looked at her hurried back, very strange, thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "Young grandma, have you had breakfast?"

"I don't eat it. ”

Song Xingchen didn't look back, until she returned to the bedroom, she slammed the door shut, her back against the door, her reddish eyes were warm.

She's not clean anymore, she's been forced by inexplicable people.

It may also be wheeled!

Song Xingchen slipped down the door, sat on the floor, collapsed and wanted to hug his head and cry, the door was suddenly opened from the outside, and with a bang, Song Xingchen fell to the ground unprepared, and fell to eat.

She cried out in pain: "Who, murder?"

Song Xingchen raised his head in resentment, and his eyes were a handsome face. The man was wearing a suit with no tie and no buttons at the top of his white shirt.

Frowning, with a straight face, her romantic peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at her: "Why are you crying early in the morning?"

Lu Tianya!

Song Xingchen glared and hurriedly got up.

Too anxious, her legs were numb, she didn't stand firmly, she staggered and fell out, and her strong arms bent around her thin waist and encircled her in an embrace.

A familiar and unfamiliar breath poured into the tip of his nose, and Song Xingchen's body froze slightly.

Reflexively, he pushed him away: "Don't touch me!"

"Song Xingchen, what are you doing?" Lu Tianya had a cold face, looking inexplicable.

What does she do?

She was lost, she was ruined, and he still had the face to ask her what she was doing?

"Lu Tianya, do you have any humanity? Do you know that your wife was ...... last night" Song Xingchen yelled at him in a dumb voice, and halfway through the words, she lost her voice and couldn't speak.

Lu Tianya clasped his hands around his chest, leaned against the edge of the door, and picked his thin lips to play with the taste: "What is being treated?"

Song Xingchen looked at his eyes, weak and sad.

The little fists were clenched tightly, sad and angry, hating the bastard to death, and feeling sorry for him.

When he was very entangled in whether to say something, Song Xingchen glanced at it, but saw the looming nail marks on his shirt!

Did he cheat behind her back again, and really got back together with Xiaobaihua?

This realization, like another critical blow, completely crushed her.

Song Xingchen's face turned white, covering her chest, her eyes were white, and she staggered and almost fainted again.

"Xing'er. Lu Tianya frowned and wanted to help her.

Song Xingchen was grief-stricken and threw him away: "You bastard, you ...... I don't want to see you!"