The old lady sat on the right seat, with a calm face, and said in an old voice: "When you come back, sit down and eat." ”

"No need, I'm not hungry, I'll go back to my room to rest first." Liang Jincheng opened his mouth, and his seemingly shallow voice was actually very loose.

After all, she was lying.

Song Yingrui heard Liang Jincheng say this, his little face wrinkled, and then jumped off the children's chair, and the two little short legs ran in front of Liang Jincheng, "Little Cheng, don't, eat with me, I don't lose rice now." ”

The little one is showing off his success in his studies these days.

Liang Jincheng touched the child's round ears, "But Yingrui, I'm really a little tired, will I eat with you tomorrow." ”

Although the little guy wanted Liang Jincheng to accompany him, he couldn't bear to let the little orange he liked too tired, so he could only reluctantly agree: "Okay, Xiaocheng have a good rest, I'll go to you after dinner, okay." ”

Liang Jincheng naturally agreed, and she also needed Song Yingrui to be her shield at night.

But the man who had been silent next to him finally couldn't hold back, and the five fingers clenched into a fist had been pinched into blue and white, and if he tried harder, I was afraid that the nails would crack open, "Children know how to eat well, are you not as good as an adult or even a child?" ”

His cold eyes turned to look at Liang Jincheng, and for a moment, his keen eyes caught the mark on her jaw like a falcon.

The mark was neither deep nor shallow, and most of it was blocked by the raised collar, and her hair was scattered, and it was not very noticeable under the shadow, but Song Yixian still found it.

It is clearly a tooth mark left between the teeth.

Thinking of Liang Jincheng staying in Shen Shen's ward, there was a bang in his head, like a thunderclap on the ground.

He couldn't imagine that the tooth mark was actually bitten by Liang Jincheng himself.

So there's only one possibility

Shen Shen is dry!

Song Yixian didn't save face for Liang Jincheng, and his gaze at Liang Jincheng couldn't wait to penetrate her brain.

The man's big hand grabbed Liang Jincheng's collar and ripped open the zipper of her clothes, as the force was too strong, her body shook, her hair fell behind her shoulders, and her white and smooth neck was full of scars.

Bright red, bruised, a thorn in his eye when he saw it.

Liang Jincheng's face turned white, and he couldn't say a word of explanation: "I"

The smaller body was trembling slightly, and it was only after applying cold water and ice that the eyes were red and swollen at this moment.

Her waist was driven by a strong force, and the whole person was almost dragged into the room by Song Yixian.

He threw the man on the big bed.

She was like a prey, on the chopping board, waiting for the man to slaughter.

"Make it clear!" It was a voice full of anger, and there was an eerie coldness in the pupils, an obvious rage.

But Liang Jincheng lowered his head, his pale lips were pursed tightly, almost crying.

Song Yixian was thinking, but whatever she said was fine, even if she denied it.

He can also choose to believe or not to believe.

And she didn't say a word.

Silence is the most terrible answer.

Because it's equivalent to default.

Half of her face was clearly visible in the light, and the other half of her face was hidden in the shadows, and her chin was much sharper than it had been a week ago.

He's only been away for a week, what has happened during the week?

"What do you mean by that?" His voice was discreet.

At this time, Song Yixian couldn't wait to pry her mouth open and wanted to listen to what she had to say.

"As you might have guessed, I betrayed you," was the voice that tried to suppress the panic and then forced its composure.

That's what she admitted.

Song Yixian's angry face was stunned.

She thought she would deny it, or she would quibble, or she would say nothing, as she had just done.

But she just admitted it.

He even thought of a way out, and thought of many excuses for her in his heart, such as being forced by Shen Shen, meeting hooligans on the road, or being bitten by Huahua

He's okay with that.

Now, he can't take a word.

"I betrayed you, and I rekindled my old relationship with Shen Shen"

She took a long breath, obviously the cold was pressing, but a sweat welled up behind her back, soaking the close-fitting clothes.

"I was thinking, if it weren't for you, maybe Shen Shen and I would still be together, I needed to admit that you were attractive, so that I could leave him in a trance, but now you can see that he is redeeming me."

Liang Jincheng's voice, like a buzzer, buzzed in Song Yixian's head.

"I've known him for nearly ten years, and I've been together for nearly ten years, and some things can't be forgotten, so I'm sorry, I can't do without him, I've tried to like you, but I can't, and even when you touch me, I think of him as he looks"

This passage has been brewing for a long time on the way back.

She didn't feel anything when she thought about it, but when she said it, she felt that she was really ruthless.

"The marks on my body, as you think, were left by him, not so long ago"

The man looked condescendingly at the little woman on the bed.

There was silence in the room.

She didn't move, and he didn't respond.

Quiet air poured up from the empty surroundings, Song Yixian's body was cold, he was obviously breathing, but the oxygen didn't seem to be able to be inhaled into his lungs.

There was still a little evening light outside the house, and it was already completely dark at this moment.

Liang Jincheng's palm had been torn by herself during the day, and now she was still picking it tightly, as if she couldn't feel the pain, and she said for a long time: "I want to leave you." ”

"Without you, maybe I'm still living in darkness now, but even so, I don't want to maintain such a relationship with you anymore, so let's get together and disperse."

Seeing that Song Yixian still didn't move, Liang Jincheng propped up on the bed with one hand as a fist, not letting the sweat or blood in her palms stain the bed, but her legs had just landed, but Song Yixian pounced on her like a tiger.

With an absolute advantage in size, he poured her back on the head of the bed.

This time, he was caught off guard, and he was so close to him, which made Liang Jincheng's little face quickly flush.

"Good to get together and disperse? Liang Jincheng, in your heart, am I like a rag, you can use it whenever you want, and throw it away if you don't want to use it? After hearing Liang Jincheng's repeated words, Song Yixian recognized the fact that the woman in front of him really wanted to abandon herself.

He pressed her and couldn't move, ripped open her high collar, and clearly observed the marks on her neck.

The more dazzling it is, the more it will make him sober.

"But there are some things that don't just happen what you say."

"Song Yixian, you let go of me"

Song Yixian's eyes were red with anger, and the woman in front of him would say those heartless words.

A seemingly gentle man, when he touches his bottom line, will also be like an angry lion, pounce on his prey.

She told him that she didn't like him.

She told him that she had done it with another man.

With a "tear", her clothes were pulled off, revealing her delicate skin.

Thinking that she had only been ravaged by other men this afternoon, every nerve in him was pounding.

"You let go, you let go, stinky dad, you actually bullied Xiao Cheng again" The immature voice sounded.

Liang Jincheng crossed Song Yixian's sturdy arm and saw Song Yingrui stretching out two small short hands to grab Song Yixian's arm, "You let go of Xiaocheng, this time I don't believe you are massaging Xiaocheng, let go"

Only then did Liang Jincheng notice that when Song Yixian took her into the house, he didn't close the door at all.

Song Yixian was angry, and with a flick of his hand, Song Yingrui's small body fell to the ground and popped.

At that sound, Liang Jincheng was in pain when he heard it, and unceremoniously yelled at Song Yixian: "That's your son, don't you know Ying Rui's illness?" ”

"So concerned about him, you are still so cruel to him? It's not that you don't know how much that little guy likes you, but you're going to abandon him like this now. ”

Song Yingrui, like Song Yixian, is a category abandoned by Liang Jincheng.

Liang Jincheng knew that leaving Song Yixian meant leaving Song Yingrui.

After all, Song Yingrui is Song Yixian's son, and he has no blood relationship with her.

But the villain didn't cry, Song Yingrui got up from the ground, and then ran out.

Liang Jincheng guessed that Song Yingrui must have gone out to move the rescuers, but who could the villain find to help.

Song Yingrui inherited her curly hair, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were also carved out of hers.

"Didn't you notice that Ying Rui is very similar to you?"

When Liang Jincheng first saw Song Yingrui, he felt very familiar, and later found that the little boy was indeed a little similar to himself, and later saw Fang Wuyou's photo, which solved these doubts.

"Do you want to tell me now that she looks like your previous wife?"

"Of course not, do you know that you are actually Yingrui's parent"

Liang Jincheng couldn't hear the words behind Song Yixian clearly, but it was Song Yingrui who rushed in from outside the door with Huahua, "Huahua, bite him quickly, bite him quickly"

Song Yingrui shouted loudly, Huahua screamed fiercely, and bit Song Yixian's leg.

The man suffered pain in his legs, and the villain rescued Liang Jincheng from under him, and instructed Huahua to continue to bite Song Yixian, "Huahua, bite well, I'll go back and eat a big chicken leg for you!" ”

The villain took Liang Jincheng and disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

But after Huahua was glared at by Song Yixian, all the momentum of the vicious dog disappeared.

The poor dog, looking at the domineering Song Yixian, whimpered twice, lay on the ground, and obediently picked up Song Yixian's shoes.

Liang Jincheng was brought into Song Yingrui's room by Song Yingrui.

The little guy quickly locked the door, inserted his little fat waist, and said viciously to the door: "Hmph, old guy, fight with me, I will make you look good sooner or later." ”

But before this sentence was spoken, Song Yingrui's door opened

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