As he spoke, he took the delicate figure in his arms.

The long arm was wrapped around her waist with one hand and the other over her shoulder.

She struggled several times, but the man holding her did not move.

"You can't match mine."

"You love sex so much! Harass? Liang Jincheng gritted his teeth angrily.

"If you become my woman, it doesn't count." Indifferent words, but with a different charm.

"I know you're going to reject me again, so if you're happy, say no." He smiled faintly, and the smile was light.

Her refusal was not once or twice.

Song Yixian is a little used to it.

"Mr. Song, you should know that I am a married woman!" Again, she stressed.

Song Yixian knows this better than anyone else.

"yes, I know."

When Liang Jincheng was about to speak again, the warm voice in her ears interrupted her: "Why did you cry last time?" ”

"Last time?" She was shocked.

"Ying Rui went to look for you that day, and I followed and saw it." His voice, mellow as fine wine, warmed her heart.

"Nothing." She leaned on his shoulder, feeling her temperature rise.

The air was not filled with embarrassment, but ambiguity spread.

"Is it because of that man?" He asked softly.

She didn't respond, but her silence made Song Yixian believe in her heart that her tears were about the man.

"You're doing well, that's it, but you're not doing well." He doesn't like the woman he fancies being bullied by other men.

Even if he is bullied, he can only be bullied.

"Whether I'm doing well or not has nothing to do with Mr. Song." She put her hands on his chest, trying to distance them as much as she could.

Song Yixian raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm quite confident in my figure, you can touch it casually." ”

A flush suddenly appeared on her face, and her hands immediately lowered, and then she returned to her chest-to-chest position.

It's a little more intimate.

She frowned, and Qingjun's eyes were well versed in anger: "There are so many women in the world, why are you looking for me?" ”

"Didn't you notice?"

"What?"

"My son has a crush on you."

She has long passed the age when she first fell in love, and some people and things, she is not so easy to believe.

What's more, she is married now.

"Your joke, it's not funny."

Song Yixian reached out and touched her soft hair, and the long, naturally curly hair swept through her fingertips, which was very soft.

He lowered his head and sniffed against the top of her hair: "It's really fragrant." ”

"You" not only blushed at the moment, but also burned all over her body with shame.

"Ying Rui's flowers, I'll help you deal with it, don't worry."

"Thank you so much!" She gritted her teeth, and wanted to go up and bite him.

"You're welcome."

Song Yixian didn't feel that there was a problem at all, and responded generously.

"Knock knock"!

There was a knock on the door, and Liang Jincheng's whole body suddenly tensed.

"Ying Rui is back, you let me go."

Song Yixian shrank his pupils, Ying Rui went to check it, and he didn't come back so quickly.

The force between the arms loosened slightly, and Liang Jincheng immediately bounced out of his arms, separating him from it.

Then she quickly opened the door, but the person who entered her eyes made her eyes widen suddenly.

"Dad, why are you here?" Liang Jincheng's tongue was knotted, and in such an environment, Mo Ming felt weak.

Father Liang glanced at Liang Jincheng, noticed the ruddy on her face, and glanced at the man behind her, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he had a black face: "Jincheng, what are you doing here?" ”

"I" at this moment, she didn't know how to explain to her father.

"Who is he?" Father Liang asked, his tone was very unkind.

Song Yixian frowned slightly.

"He's the father of a little kid, and that kid lives in this ward."

"A child?"

"Well, it's a sick child, his name is Song Yingrui." Liang Jincheng confessed honestly.

Liang's father narrowed his eyes suspiciously, looked at Song Yixian, not to mention the dress, but this person's aura is extraordinary, a certain thought flashed in his mind, and the next sentence asked Liang Jincheng, "Where did your 200,000 come from?" ”

Liang Jincheng was taken aback, "What? ”

"I've already asked your uncle, and he said he didn't give you any money." Liang Jincheng's uncle is Liang's father's brother, what kind of virtue this brother has been since he was a child, he knows better than anyone else, let alone 200,000 yuan, even if it is 20 yuan, he may not be willing to give it to him.

He concluded that Liang Jincheng was lying.

Liang Jincheng felt that these family affairs should not be told to an outsider, so he pursed his lips and pulled his father, "Dad, let's go back and talk about these words." ”

Father Liang glanced at Song Yixian again, and the mark between his eyebrows seemed to be a horseshoe print.

Father Liang's eyes seemed to have concluded something.

"I'm afraid that I won't be able to say something clearly when I go back." Father Liang's tone was extremely blunt.

Song Yixian stood on one side and didn't say a word.

Liang's father was anxious like boiling oil in his heart, stepped forward, and pointed at him with one hand: "This gentleman, I don't know what the relationship between you and Jincheng is, but I know that Jincheng has been criticized because of you, my daughter has married a lover as a wife, and my son-in-law will be unhappy when he sees you and my daughter so close, so please keep a little distance from my daughter in the future." ”

Liang's father said righteous indignation.

Song Yixian frowned slightly, his expression was displeased, except for his grandmother, Liang Jincheng's father was definitely the first person to point at his nose like this, "You, are you really sure that your daughter is married to a lover?" ”

"My son-in-law, relying on his own hands, has never had anything, and has worked hard to become the president of the listed group today, he and my daughter are childhood sweethearts, and they have been in love since childhood, if he is not a good person, are you?"

"Maybe that's possible!" Song Yixian said lightly.

Liang Jincheng's heart tightened: he immediately grabbed the words: "Dad, there is no relationship between me and him." ”

Song Yixian looked at Liang Jincheng, and his eyebrows tightened.

Father Liang glared at Song Yixian fiercely, "It's best if it doesn't matter, then don't have any contacts, don't come and go." ”

"Dad, if there's anything, let's go back and talk about it."

Liang Jincheng supported Liang's father and walked away slowly.

Song Yixian stiffened in place, and his facial features were wrinkled.

As soon as Liang Jincheng left on the front foot, Song Yingrui came back humming a small tune, and when he saw his father's stiff face, he said with disgust: "Dad, you always have such an expression that others owe you a lot of money, but you will become a bad old man faster." ”

Song Yixian looked down at his son.

Song Yingrui grinned with big eyes, "You should be like me, smile more!" ”

Song Yixian pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly at him: "Heh! Scold! ”

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