I saw that the woman on the bed was curled up together at some point, trembling and sobbing, and the beautiful little face was also crying a little distorted at this time because of sadness, and her mouth kept chattering, but her eyes were closed from beginning to end.

For some reason, the man who was still leaning his head against the wall began to sneer, and his body trembled slightly: "Heh......"

After slamming the wall viciously again, he turned around and left the room directly, and as soon as he opened the door, he met the driver and bodyguard who happened to go upstairs to report his work-Song Chong

"Boss, those three ......"

"Start"

The man did not have the slightest emotion and even mixed with angry voices, it seemed so ruthless, Song Chongyin was stunned for a moment, but his face returned to seriousness in the next second, and immediately turned sideways to give way to the man.

Song Chong is a professionally trained bodyguard, and he doesn't know what he has suffered, so how can he be depressed because of his master's words? It's just that it's rare to see his own master like this.

Then, Song Chong found that the master clenched his fist, the fist was seriously bruised and dripping with blood, and the whole person reflected a gloomy atmosphere, and walked out of the black and white room behind him without a soul, which looked like a puppet controlled by someone, and Song Chong looked at the master's back gradually moving away but felt that such a master was a little sad......

Song Chong walked into his master's room, and when he walked to the bed, he found joy curled up on the bed.

Pitiful.

These are the four words that Song Chong thought of after seeing the joy clearly.

Song Chong continued to walk inside and found something strange on the wall, there were extremely dark dents on the originally black wall, there were fresh blood stains on it, and cracks appeared next to the dents, which showed the great force of the person who made the shot, Song Chong looked at the joy on the bed again and expressed his puzzlement.

What is the origin of this girl?

Not long after the man left, an old mother who had taken care of the house and the man for many years came over and slowly shouted Song Chong, who was stunned in place:

"Xiao Song?"

"Auntie, please take care of the girl on the bed" After that, Song Chong turned around and wanted to leave to see how the master was doing, but suddenly turned around halfway through:

"Auntie, call one more girl to help you! I'm afraid that the girl on the bed is too drunk to take care of, so I'll go see the boss......"

"Go, go, let's go, it's important to be optimistic about Liangsheng......"

The old mother who was called an aunt by Song Chong was actually the housekeeper of this Liangsheng family, who was originally taking care of Liangsheng's grandmother, but was later arranged to take care of Liangsheng's daily life, and Aunt Cheng was much kinder than the housekeeper, and some people called her Cheng's mother.

Aunt Cheng walked into the room, went to the bedside, looked at Huanxi, felt pity, reached out and stroked Huanxi's head, and said softly, "Silly girl, why do you drink so much wine?" Drinking alcohol is not good for the body......"

……

On the other hand, I don't know how long it took, Song Chongcai found his master in the garden of the huge house, the rain was still dripping, but it was much smaller than before, I saw the master sitting on the bench with his hands on his thighs supporting his head, under the light of the dim street lamp, the man's shadow was stretched a lot, and such a master looked inevitably distressing.

"Boss, you hurt your hand and go back to the house......"

Song Chong held the medicine in one hand and the umbrella in the other, in order to prevent the master from getting drenched in the rain, he was drenched in the rain and the umbrella completely covered the man sitting on the bench.

"Boss?"

The man raised his head and glanced at Song Chong, gritting his teeth and saying, "You go back." ”

Song Chong couldn't help but panic, seeing that his master's eyes were red, and his somewhat fierce tone was quite like a beast in a castle...