Song Yong felt that even if that matter was in the past, he couldn't get over it here in Chu Ying.

The scrutinizing and speculative gazes of those people, the disapproval and contempt of Song Yong's family, are all shackles in this marriage, and what really makes Chu Ying flinch is Song Yong's questioning.

Asked about the way to the bathroom, Chu Ying groped for the back door of the Li family, and entered along the corridor, which was a long hidden road, compared to the low-key of the Song family, the Li family was more gorgeous, and the walls and paintings were expensive at a glance.

The Li family has deep roots in Zhongzhou, which is on par with Song Yong's family.

It's just that in this generation, there are not many children and grandchildren, and decay is a matter of time, and today's grand prosperity is all paving the way for the gloom of the future.

Get out of the bathroom.

Chu Ying didn't plan to go back to find Song Yong, beside him, he would be talked about his identity, as if his wife was about to be surrounded by all kinds of gossip, when she first got married, she hoped that he could admit their relationship to others, but he didn't.

He hid her as if she couldn't hold it.

Now that I've introduced her to others, she's not uncommon.

I found a place to sit down in a quiet place, it was secluded, away from the hustle and bustle, there were no people, there was a deep path away from the main hall, between the grass and trees, you could glimpse the lights and noise over there, Li Rao picked up the microphone, I don't know what was noisy.

The elders retreated, and the field quickly heated up.

When Chu Ying came, she drank some wine, her cheeks were slightly hot, and the evening breeze blew up, which was the coolness of nature's gift, very comfortable, groggy, and sleepiness was slowly coming.

But there is always someone who wants to break the harmony.

The voice was woman's, a little impatient and helpless, as if she was longing for something, "Do you have to be so ruthless? You know that I meant to marry him, not my intention."

The sense of taboo in this scene is too strong.

When Chu Ying heard this sentence clearly, she said that her heart was not good, and she got up and was about to leave, when the woman hiding in the dark suddenly cried, she grabbed the man's broad palm, her eyes showed longing, "What do you want to forgive me?"

It seemed to annoy her.

The man's voice opened indifferently, "Sister-in-law, do you know what you're talking about?"

Such an indifferent title crushed the woman, and she brought rain with pear blossoms, "Ji Qian, don't call me that."

This name made Chu Ying pause, and instantly connected the man in the shadows with the man standing behind her and watching her pour a glass of water.

Ji Qian's eyes were even colder, almost the same as Song Qian's, but the latter was cold with compassion, and the former had no human touch.

Such a person actually got together with his sister-in-law.

This kind of wealthy secret Xin Chu Ying was not interested, she walked out softly and slowly, and when she walked, the corner of her skirt swept the grass on the side, making a little noise.

Ji Qian is cautious, the slightest wind and grass will make him vigilant, and push away the woman in front of him, in the vast and dim, next door is bustling and lively, but here is quiet like another world.

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When he returned to Song Yong's side, his expression was already very bad, and the sight that fell on Chu Ying was so cold that it could condense into frost, she walked over with a hippie smile and grabbed him, "Why are you looking at me like this, I just leave for a while, and I can't bear it?"

Song Yong wanted to try to trust her, but this woman's mind was never settled, even after getting married.

Holding her wrist tightly, Song Yong dragged her out of here, through the rows of people pushing cups and changing lamps and surging crowds, accidentally knocked over the dessert on the table, the cream was stained on the corner of Chu Ying's skirt, she was still wearing high heels, stepping on the grass, her pace couldn't keep up, her ankle was very painful, and she pulled Song Yong, "You slow down......

The more she said this, the faster Song Yong had to go.

"Song Yong ......"

Being held very painfully, Chu Ying resisted uselessly, her tone changed little by little, impatience and impatience were the majority, she was pulled out of the lawn, and the noise gradually moved away, and she was about to walk out.

Chu Ying's heart was crossed, and she deliberately bent her ankle, her body softened, and she screamed in pain

looked suspiciously, "Arrived?"

"Hmm." Chu Ying nodded, biting her lip, how pitiful and pitiful she was.

If he knew her at the beginning, Song Yong would really be deceived by her, he smiled coldly, "You can't die, I'll help you."

It's real, but it's not serious, and you can walk the road to the place where you parked.

Thinking of returning to that shackled home, Chu Ying's expression was not good, and she walked beside Song Yong, full of reluctance.

Walking out of the door of Li's house, the car in front of the door had already poured out, and it was parked fairly neatly at first, but as soon as there were many people, it was a little chaotic.

Fortunately, Song Yong's car is close, and the license plate is the most conspicuous.

As soon as the car door opened, a feeling of suffocation came to his face, Chu Ying was pushed in, and his ankle suddenly hurt even more, and the strength of Song Yong's slamming the door was in contrast to his anger, and the sound was very heavy.

Chu Ying didn't understand, she just left, and his reaction was too big.

Song Yong bypassed the front of the car and was about to get into the car, when a phone call came in, he stood in front of the headlights, his body was long, his eyebrows were clear, and he looked at the car hesitantly, as if he was thinking about something.

Chu Ying showed a painful expression at the right time, and this pain made her nowhere to go, let alone run around.

Song Yong seemed to be relieved, and answered the phone, he walked over, opened the car door, and said in a cold tone, "I'm going to go in again, I'll come out in five minutes, you wait for me in the car."

"Okay." Chu Ying was reluctant, "Hurry up."

The car door was closed, the car key was in Song Yong's hand, he walked into the gate of Li's house, and Chu Ying went to push the car door, but he didn't move.

This is what he calls trust.

If she ever believed this little bastard again, she would be a fool.

Fortunately, the window of the car was down, and the air was still circulating, Chu Ying took Song Yong's cigarette in the compartment next to the seat and lit it, held it in her lips, lay on the window and spit out the cigarette and smoked it into her lungs, this road was crowded with cars, and the speed of the car had to slow down a lot.

In the black and white scene, someone walked out of Li's house.

Through the smoke, Chu Ying glanced at it, Ji Qian looked over, and the two eyes met in the air.

Ji Qian's eyes showed a scrutiny, the wind swept up Chu Ying's curly hair, she felt weak for no reason, her hand shook, the smoke fell to the ground, and a few sparks fell out, touched the ground, and quickly extinguished.

After all, there is no way to hide the secret of eavesdropping on other people's secrets.

Chu Ying sat back, avoiding Ji Qian's eyes.

But Ji Qian didn't leave, and was staring nakedly at Chu Ying's position until Song Yong passed by him.

Sitting in the car, Song Yong closed the car door and handed the things he brought back to Chu Ying seriously, "It's for you."

Chu Ying straightened, "What is this?"

"Rings, wedding rings, I didn't give it to you before, I didn't want to buy one casually." Song Yong's earlobes were red, and his tone was differently serious, "This was brought back by someone else, I think you should like it."