Song Weixi felt that Song Tingyu's face was wrong, and grabbed her clothes tightly with her small hands, not wanting her to leave.

Su Ran didn't want to be seen by him in front of Song Weixi, she grabbed his hand: "Weixi is painting here by himself first, and my father and mother have something to say." ”

When leaving Song Weixi's room, Su Ran went to find the little nanny and went back to look at him, and then returned to his room.

She knew that Song Tingyu was already waiting for her there.

The reason why he was so angry was because he thought that she told Mrs. Song about the IVF incident, and he was in Mrs. Song's room just now, and he didn't know what they said to him, but presumably, Song Tingyu was very dissatisfied.

Su Ran's heart was very uneasy, she opened the door of the room, and walked in, Song Tingyu was standing by the window, with a cigarette between his slender and white fingers, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head: "Close the door." ”

Su Ran closed the door, but he didn't get too close to him, and still stood behind the door: "I don't know how grandma knows about today's events." ”

She didn't do it, and she couldn't let herself die unjustly.

Song Tingyu flicked the cigarette ash with his fingertips, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile: "I haven't said anything yet, you can't wait to explain?

“…… Whatever you want. Su Ran turned her head, anyway, she didn't do it, and Song Tingyu had always been prejudiced against her, and it was not a strange thing to apply things to her.

She felt that the atmosphere in this room was weird now, and it would make people breathless if she stayed for a long time, and she didn't want to stay in the same room with Song Tingyu, so she clasped the doorknob with her hand and wanted to open the door and leave.

But the big palm reached over and pressed her hand, stopping her movement.

She was startled, Song Tingyu didn't know when she was already standing behind her.

"Where are you going?" Song Tingyu still had a faint smell of tobacco when he spoke.

"I don't think there's anything to talk about between us. He was so prejudiced against her, and he was a stranger to her, that it didn't make much sense to go on.

Song Tingyu held her hand holding the doorknob tightly, broke her hand open, turned her body, and trapped her inside the door panel and his chest.

His scorching breath continued to spray on her face, and she turned her head away from it, not even daring to look at his eyes, feeling that this man's eyes must be burning with anger at this moment.

"What are you doing?!"

Song Tingyu reached out and pinched her jaw and lifted her little face: "Didn't you do everything possible to design all this just so that I could touch you? What? What are you pretending to be in front of me now? Do you know that some things have been pretending to be boring for a long time?"

In the final analysis, he still thinks that she and the Song family said this.

Su Ran's jaw was pinched by the pain of him, and he had to open his eyes, he deliberately sprayed smoke into her face, she was choked and coughed violently, and tears came out.

"Song Tingyu, you bastard, let me go!"

"Let go of you?" Song Tingyu seemed to hear a joke, and reached out to extinguish the cigarette butt: "Isn't this exactly what you think? I'm helping you fulfill your wishes, how can I let you go?"

"I didn't...... Ahem...... "She was choked and her brows were wrinkled.