In the evening, Su Ran accompanied Song Weixi in the hospital until late before returning to Song's house.

When she passed by Mrs. Song's room, she saw that the light was still on, and the light came through the crack in the door.

It's so late and grandma hasn't slept yet?

Su Ran walked over and was about to knock on the door, but suddenly a cold voice came from inside: "Is there no other way? Must use such a method? You know that there is no relationship between me and her, if she hadn't been pregnant with a child and your persecution, would I have married her? Now you have to give birth to a second such child?"

Through the crack in the door, Su Ran could see a tall and straight figure with his back to her.

Song Tingyu is back......

When he first spoke of her, his tone was as disgusted and disdainful as he had been four years ago.

He should be angry, because four years ago, she tied him up with her child, so that the position of Mrs. Song, who was supposed to be another woman, finally belonged to her.

And four years later, he had to suffer such a thing again for the sake of a child who was not what he was expecting.

"I want Vichy to live well. This is the voice of Old Madam Song.

Next, Su Ran didn't listen to what was said inside, a self-deprecating smile hooked on the corner of her mouth, crossed Old Madam Song's room, and returned to her room.

opened the door and turned on the light, only to find that there was a black suitcase on the carpet, which was met by Song Ting, but somehow it was put into her room by the maid.

Although it was his room four years ago, he didn't come back for four years, and she had been living here, and now that he had returned, he presumably disdained to be in the same room with her.

It just so happened that she didn't want to live with him, because although they had a child between them, they were no better than strangers.

Su Ran felt very tired, so he didn't move his suitcase, went directly to the bathroom and took a shower, turned off the light in the room after blowing his hair, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

She has to go to the hospital early tomorrow morning to accompany Song Weixi to do various examinations, so she must fall asleep right now.

When she was about to fall asleep in a daze, she felt someone lying down next to her, and then, the quilt covering her body was pulled open, her nightdress was pulled hard, and in the darkness, a big palm pressed her shoulder.

Su Ran was startled, and hurriedly struggled, tightly pulled her nightdress, and blocked the man on her body with her hand, but the man's strength was too great, she couldn't break free, so she could only free one hand to press the bedside lamp.

She saw the man on her body clearly.

With a deep and stylish facial contour, a straight nose like a knife, and delicate and thin lips, her eyes reveal a suffocating indifference and disdain.

I haven't seen him for four years, she thought she had forgotten what he looked like, but she still remembered him so clearly.

Su Ran's pajamas were torn half-open by him, and he wanted to continue, so she blocked them hard, and her voice was panicked: "Song Tingyu, what are you doing?!"

Song Tingyu's fingers pinched her cheek: "This is not what you want?

"Let go!" Su Ran felt humiliated, and when he couldn't let go, his hand somehow slapped his handsome cheek.

With a crisp slap, both of them froze in their movements.

Even in the dim light, Su Ran could still see the clear slap mark on his cheek, you can imagine how much force she used to slap!