Chapter 4: You Can Be Saved
"Isn't it?"
Song Moxin's tone was unwavering, as if she was telling an ordinary thing.
"When we got married, you only thought that you didn't have to be forced to marry by your father, and you felt very satisfied, self-centered, and did you think about others? If I were an ordinary person, then this marriage would be a disaster for me. Ling Yu said coldly.
"Aren't you an ordinary person?" Song Moxin couldn't help but complain.
Ling Yu ignored it at all and continued, "After all, in the eyes of many people, I am not worthy of you. Among these people, there are many high-ranking people who care about the life or death of an orphan?"
Song Moxin was not stupid, she began to understand what he meant, her beautiful eyes widened a little, staring at his tattered clothes, could it be ......
"They may choose to beat this orphan half-dead and in a state of limbo, and then throw it in front of your eyes. In order to prove to you that you are wrong, this husband of yours is a waste. Of course, they don't know, and that's what you feel all along. ”
Song Moxin's pale face was calm and calm, but at this time it looked pale, and the powerful aura that had been in the ups and downs of the business sea for several years seemed to have been inexplicably suppressed.
"But you don't ask the facts, you have preconceived ideas, and you mock me to the fullest. ”
The flat voice, without a trace of emotion, was like a bystander stating a fact coldly, which made Song Moxin's heart tremble violently.
"You say I'm a beggar, but what are you? Your noble family background and brilliant achievements make you arrogant and indifferent, and your emotional intelligence is so low that you are not as good as a beggar!"
Ling Yu's eyes were like a starry sky, deep and ethereal, and he had been speaking calmly.
Song Moxin's face was red and white, extremely ugly. She opened her mouth, only to find that she had nothing to refute.
A sense of powerless frustration grows uncontrollably.
"Talented but not virtuous, as a woman, you are a failure. ”
Ling Yu stared at Song Moxin, the last words were not loud, but they were indifferent and cold, with an inexplicable majesty, like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart fiercely!
"Enough, don't say it again!" Song Moxin's mood fluctuated violently, but it was impossible for her to admit defeat when she was arrogant, "I can't fail or not, it's not up to you to decide!"
The feeling he gave her was very different!
Previously, he was mediocre and cowardly. Now she feels that she is facing a transcendent existence that has gone through vicissitudes and seen through the essence of the world!
A coercion that seemed to be there was nothing that overwhelmed her.
It must be an illusion!
Song Moxin shook her head vigorously, trying to drive away these messy thoughts, but a bank card suddenly flew into her hand.
"Your money, I don't need it. If it weren't for your grandfather's sake, a woman like you wouldn't even be qualified to be my slave. ”
Ling Yu yawned and turned to enter the bathroom.
"You!" Song Moxin was very angry, and her little face was blue.
This guy has really changed into a different person, and he has become a pretending force!
However, she clenched the card in her hand, but it felt extremely heavy.
There was a sound of rushing water from the bathroom, Song Moxin took a few steps closer, muttered for a long time, and finally spoke: "That, are you injured?
"Well, that's good. Ling Yu's flat voice came from the bathroom, "I will care about people and make progress." Keep reflecting, you are still saved. ”
You still have ......
Save your sister!
Song Moxin rolled her eyes, stroked her chest, silently recited "Don't be angry" three times, and then hummed: "I'm just afraid that you will die in the bathroom!"
Ling Yu disagreed, and said, "If the earth is destroyed, I will not die." ”
"You think you're a god?
Song Moxin was very angry, you care about him, he just talks nonsense with you!
"What is God?"
Song Moxin was just about to turn around, but when she heard this, she almost stumbled and fell.
The voice is light and cloudy, and the tone is unwavering, and the king is not so good at pretending to be forced by you!
"Don't bother with you, I'll go to sleep. ”
Song Moxin felt that if this conversation continued, she might die.
"Wait a minute. ”
"What's wrong?" Song Moxin looked at the bathroom.
"Give me a suit of clothes. ”
Song Moxin was unhappy, "What kind of attitude is this, I don't even have a 'please' word!"
Ling Yu said lightly: "Please." ”
Song Moxin: "......"
"Say it completely!" she said, taking a deep breath.
"Please bring me a set of clothes. ”
"No, I don't. Song Moxin was inexplicably proud, turned around and left.
At this time, the bathroom door opened, and she subconsciously turned around, and the whole person was stunned.
"You, you, why did you just come out!
"What is it called, fuss. Ling Yu glanced at her.
His lower body was covered with a bath towel, revealing his well-proportioned upper body.
The sharp muscle lines are like a knife and axe, and they are natural. The body is like jade, crystal and tough, with a sexy bronze color, full of masculine charm and fascinating women.
Song Moxin was naturally no exception, her cheeks were fair and tender, but she was slightly flushed at this time.
Why is this guy in such a good body? Phew, what a fart, far worse than a model!
But her eyes are very honest, and she always peeks involuntarily.
"Don't peek, where are the clothes? I'll get it myself. Ling Yu said lightly.
"Who, who's peeking?" Song Moxin was a little weak-hearted, and then said dissatisfied: "I originally lived with Aunt Fu here, how can there be a man's clothes...... Hey, where are you going?"
"Go get your clothes. ”
Song Moxin looked at Ling Yu in surprise, this guy actually walked into his room step by step, and suddenly shouted, "Don't enter my room!"
She ran over with her long snow-white legs, and when she saw the scene inside the door, she was stunned.
"You...... What did you do?"
"Oh, nothing, I made my own outfit. Ling Yu glanced at Song Moxin and said casually.
At this time, he has a black short-sleeved shirt on his upper body and big beach shorts on his lower body, which is slightly loose but not out of fit, and the overall look is very coordinated, revealing a lazy and elegant atmosphere.
On the black shirt and shorts, there is a pattern of a cat with a watermelon, and the cat's head is on top of the watermelon, which seems to be falling off, and it looks quite individual.
All around him, all kinds of women's clothes were scattered on the ground, even some of which were close to the shyness.
However, most of these clothes have been broken, and the threads have spread.
"You dismantled my clothes and made them your own?"
Song Moxin's pretty face was full of shock, she bent down and turned it up, and when she turned over some intimate clothes, her cheeks flushed even more.
"You have a lot of clothes anyway. Ling Yu said lightly.
Song Moxin stood up suddenly, her big eyes were dark and bright, and she glared at him, "You make so much sense!"
Several of her favorite clothes are gone!
"I think so too. Ling Yu said with a serious face.
Song Moxin: "......"