"Song Weilan, that woman Tian shamelessly raised a man behind your back, so you just let her go?" Song Qingwan secretly gritted her teeth, even if she died, she would pull Song Weilan on her back.

"She raised me, do you have an opinion?" Ji Ruxu turned around, his eyes were cold, "Send her to accompany Qin Linxiu." ”

Song Qingwan was so frightened that she froze in place, fear quickly occupied her eyes, she would never have thought that the little white face she kept scolding was the famous Lord Ji.

"The lord is in a good mood today, and he was going to let you go, but you scolded Mrs. for killing yourself." Lin Shuo sighed lightly, the current lady is the life of the lord, and whoever moves will suffer.

"Lin Shuo, put away the cake." Ji Ruxu looked sideways at the young man on the sofa who was eating cake without restraint.

"Sir, when did you become so stingy?" Seungying hurriedly stuffed a large mouthful of cake into his mouth and said vaguely.

In the past, the lord would not have an opinion on any food prepared by Lin Shuo, how much he ate, and today, he hadn't eaten a few bites of the cake for a few hundred yuan, and the lord was in a hurry to let Lin Shuo take it.

Lin Shuo walked over and knocked on his head: "Idiot, this is a gift from the lady to the lord." ”

"Huh?" Chengying's mouth was wide open, holding the rest of the cake in his hand and hesitating to put it back, he secretly glanced at Ji Ruxu, he was already reading a thick book.

Although he was young, he could also see that the lord was different from others to his wife.

Song Qingwan leaned against the door frame to support her body, her face was pale, her legs were a little weak, no matter what, she couldn't calculate that Ji Ruxu's feelings for Song Weilan were true.

She grew up with Song Weilan, and she was almost inseparable since she was a child, she didn't know when Song Weilan met Ji Ruxu, she only remembered that one day he suddenly sent someone over, and he made a marriage contract with the Song family, domineering and strong, and did not give the Song family a chance to refuse.

Two men walked into the hall of the villa, staring at Song Weilan with gloomy eyes, sending her to see Qin Linxiu, she still doesn't know what this sentence means?

The Third Municipal Hospital is a well-known psychiatric hospital in F City, and most of Qin Lin's monks there have mental problems, no wonder she hasn't seen him recently, and she has never responded to his WeChat messages.

Song Qingwan's last gaze fell on the man behind the desk, and after reminding Lin Shuo to put away the cake, he didn't raise his head again, as if she didn't exist at all.

From the time she appeared in the villa, he only looked at her from beginning to end, and this was because she scolded Song Weilan.

In Ji Ruxu's eyes, she is a living person, not as good as a small cake.

Lord Ji's ruthlessness is really worthy of his name.

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Song family compound, Song Weilan room,

At eleven o'clock in the evening, according to Song Weilan's biological clock, this time should have been in a state of deep sleep.

However, this night, Song Weilan slept very unsteadily, and always felt that something was missing around him.

In her dream, she returned to the deserted island again.

This time, she stood on the seashore and stared at the calm sea in front of her, she didn't know how long she had stood like this, until the tide rose and the waves hit her ankles, and she woke up quietly.

She saw a figure floating on the sea not far away, and she wanted to get closer, but the fear in her heart made her afraid to go deep into the sea area.

A huge wave lifted and slapped people on the sea directly onto the beach.

Only then did she dare to approach.

This was the first time she and he had met.

The young man's eyes were closed, his face was pale and bloodless, his lips trembled slightly, his clothes had been soaked by the seawater, and there was a shocking bloody hole in his left chest.