Song Boyu went downstairs with red eyes.

Before leaving, I stayed alone with Song Yong for a while, I don't know what to talk about, there was no blood on the back of the car, as if I had lost my soul, the driver of the Zhou family drove away, Zhou Xu sat next to Song Boyu, wanted to shake her hand, but was avoided.

Zhou Xu smiled, unchanged gentleness, "What did you talk to them about?"

"Nothing." Song Boyu's tone was not good.

"You're still angry?" Zhou Xu knew that there were some things that he couldn't hide, and he didn't plan to hide them, but he thought that he didn't have much of a problem, and marrying Song Boyu was also sincere, "Don't get me wrong, if you really can't adapt to it, let's move out."

It's actually interesting to watch him pretend like this.

Song Boyu thought that he was the most hypocritical, but he didn't expect to meet Zhou Xu, "Don't pretend, is it interesting?"

Zhou Xu accurately caught Song Boyu's hand this time, clenching it tightly, she was a little in pain, but she endured it expressionlessly, "What am I pretending? Boyu, I think you have misunderstood me a lot since what happened to Zhao Zhu."

"I heard what you said to Ji Qian." Song Boyu's eyes glanced forward, and they matched the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror, which was really ridiculous.

These words, after I go back, I will be asked by Zhou Xu's little mother again, right?

Zhou Xu was about to speak, Song Boyu suddenly picked up the bag on the side and smashed it towards the driver's seat, no matter what, she is also the eldest lady of the Song family, and she is the sister of Song Yong, why should she be so angry and be monitored.

The driver was thrown into the eye by the chain on the bag, and urgently stepped on the brakes, and the people in the back leaned forward, Zhou Xu subconsciously protected Song Boyu, and did not wait for a second to stabilize in his arms, Song Boyu pushed him away, opened the car door and rushed out, Zhou Xu came back to his senses, and when he raised his legs to chase, he glared at the driver with cold eyes.

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Song Yong was called upstairs, and Chu Ying was waiting downstairs alone.

Thinking of Song Boyu's accusations, she was faintly worried about her, what kind of Longtan tiger's den was the Zhou family, which made her so afraid and wanted to escape.

The relationship with her is very shallow, but as a woman, she understands the importance of a marriage, and if you marry the wrong person, you will regret it all your life.

Just as he was thinking about it, a sudden quarrel came in from outside the door.

Someone was clamoring to see Father Song, everyone rushed up to stop him, several nannies gathered there to watch the excitement, Chu Ying looked twice, subconsciously retreated and dodged, not in the mood to care about what happened.

But the closer that voice became, the more familiar Chu Ying felt.

In the pile of pushing and shoving, it seems to see a face that I have seen, most of the faces of middle-aged men are similar, eroded by desire, the pupils are cloudy, and the face is shrewd and snobbish, highlighting a bit of meanness.

Recognized him in an instant.

Chu Ying's heart sank, and he hurriedly turned around and wanted to dodge, but it was too late, Tang and Wei saw Chu Ying.

The last time I saw him was too long ago, Song Yong dealt with him, expelled him from the Song family, and lost this job that could make oil and water, he was naturally difficult to balance, and he looked for Song's father several times, but he was turned away.

This time I was really desperate, so I came to make trouble, wanting to get some money from a little love in the past.

As soon as I came in, I saw Chu Ying standing here, full of astonishment.

A few hands pulled him, but he stood still, motionless, looked at Chu Ying with wide eyes, then looked left and right, and suddenly sneered, "Isn't this Miss Chu? Why are you here?"

Looking up and down at what she was wearing, this was no longer the helpless little widow in the village, this moment and that time, this gap angered Tang Hewei, and he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Chu Ying's wrist.

The voices from downstairs went upstairs.

interrupted the conversation between Song's father and Song Yong.

"What's going on down there?"

Get up and go out.

Song Yong followed and walked out, and saw Chu Ying, who was pale, and Tang Hewei, who was standing opposite her and scolded her for being the best in the past.

This person Song Yong had already dealt with it, but he didn't expect him to come over.

Chu Ying wanted to dodge, but Tang and Wei recognized her, and scolded a little ***

, and said that if it weren't for her, how would she be where she is today.

Truly.

If he hadn't been sued by Chu Ying in the village, he would not have lost the high-oil and watery work of building a school and building a road in Lingbei Village.

Also because of this thing.

After coming back, Tang Hewei was picked up for some of his past corruption, completely lost trust, and was abandoned by Song's father.

Staring at the hand he had touched Chu Ying, Song Yong walked downstairs quickly, lost his senses, picked up the antique porcelain vase placed on the side in front of so many people, walked into the crowd, and slammed it on Tang Hewei's head.

Father Song, who followed to stop him, stopped, and the noise followed the silence, Tang Hewei touched the blood flowing from his head in disbelief, his legs were weak, he fell to his knees, pointed at Song Yong with blood, opened his mouth, but couldn't swallow a word.

The horror seemed to have lost his soul, and after a few seconds he began to laugh again, blood spreading across his face, magnifying his embarrassment and comics.

But at the moment, in his eyes, Song Yong is the most ridiculous, he accidentally went to the village, and married a widow, he laughed out of tears, and was about to demolish Chu Ying as soon as he opened his mouth, "You don't know yet, this little *** She has long been in the countryside-"

The words are not finished.

Song Yong suddenly raised his foot and stepped on his shoulder, kicked him to the ground, and then picked up the smashed porcelain piece on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chu Ying hurriedly went to stop him, Father Song rushed up, shouting loudly to stop, Tang Hewei was also frightened stupid by this moment, lying on the ground, trembling and unable to say a word.

If it weren't for so many people present.

Song Yong unloaded the hand he had touched Chu Ying early, his words were sharp and heavy, and he scolded these people loudly, "All of them are waste, and they can't even stop themselves, what are you doing in a daze?!"

Chu Ying grabbed his bleeding hand tightly, this change came too quickly, Chu Ying's identity was almost exposed, and the strange eyes of those people wrapped her when she left, making her unable to raise her head.

It wasn't until I got in the car that the breath didn't go well.

Song Yong wanted to leave the aftermath, Chu Ying was sent away first, and he hadn't come back to his senses on the way, and he was even more afraid that if this matter was made big, it would still affect the relationship between them.

After going back, Chu Ying went to wash the blood on her body, changed her clothes, and waited for Song Yong at home nervously.

After dinner time, after a light rain, Song Yong opened the door and walked in slowly, during the day he was scratched by the porcelain piece of his hand, now he changed his clothes, his face was like a bright moon, and he smiled at Chu Ying's frightened eyes.

Somehow, Chu Ying walked over with a sigh of relief, grabbed his hand with a band-aid, aggrieved and pityful, "What's wrong, did your father blame you?"