Gentle eyes, gentle tone.

Song Wan looked at her coldly, worried that she would say the answer of refusal, Song Zhiyi lowered his voice and threatened when he looked at her, "If you don't want me to die, you agree." ”

Song Wan was not ready to refuse.

There is no this time, there is a next time, Jiang Zhengnan is fully prepared to let her go back to the pear orchard.

She refused, and next time Song Zhiyi probably wouldn't be as simple as jumping off the building.

For a moment, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, she was afraid that Song Zhiyi would die.

But for a second, just a second, she actually felt that it was good that Song Zhiyi was dead.

Only when she dies can she be freed.

That kind of thought made her uncomfortable as soon as it appeared.

This is her mom.

It is the mother who will make a birthday cake for her every year before she is 18 years old, the mother who will hold her face and say, 'Wanwan is so cute', 'Wanwan is so good-looking', 'Wanwan is awesome', and it is Song Yuan's mouth, and when she grows up, she must protect and pamper her mother.

Once her thoughts drifted away, Song Wan became more and more uncomfortable, pulled out her hand and stood up, she said, "I will stay in the pear orchard for a while." ”

After speaking, he went straight upstairs without squinting.

Even though she was so cold that she almost didn't give herself a look, Jiang Zhengnan, who had achieved her goal, was very satisfied.

After Song Wanwan went upstairs, he also planned to leave, there have been too many things about the Jiang family recently, and the layers of investigation above, every place cannot be disclosed, and he is also a little lacking in skills.

"I'm coming to the pear orchard tomorrow."

Jiang Zhengnan said to Song Zhiyi.

Song Zhiyi was very reluctant to let him go, and sent him to the yard until Jiang Zhengnan got in the car and refused to leave.

ran to the car window and said to Jiang Zhengnan, "Zhengnan, tomorrow I will cook by myself and cook some of your favorite food, can you come back and have lunch with me?" Dinner is OK too. ”

"Let's have dinner, don't be too early, I'll be around eight o'clock."

Jiang Zhengnan Road.

Song Zhiyi nodded again and again, and said happily, "Then I'll wait for you." ”

Jiang Zhengnan hummed and left.

Song Zhiyi watched Jiang Zhengnan's car go away before reluctantly returning to the villa.

As soon as Song Zhiyi went upstairs, the aunt who was cleaning downstairs received a call from Jiang Zhengnan.

Put down the things in your hand, go out and pick it up, "Mr. Jiang." ”

"Try not to let her go out late these days, if she must go out, let me know as soon as possible."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

--

Jiang Zhengnan left here, and Lu Sheng also received the news over there.

Sitting on the sofa of Mansion No. 1, Lu Sheng pinched his mobile phone, his dark eyes were as deep as a secluded pool, and with a light snort in his nose, he threw his mobile phone to the sofa and got up.

--

Pear Garden, Song Wan has its own room.

Although I haven't lived in it for more than five years, it's still clean.

Liyuan's aunt is very competent, whether there is no one living in it, these rooms are cleaned as usual.

There are four rooms on the second floor of Liyuan, in addition to Song Wan and Song Zhiyi's room, there is also a study room, and Jiang Zhengnan's room.

In the past, Jiang Zhengnan often stayed in Liyuan, except for part of the time when he needed to go back to Jiang's house to live, the rest of the time was here.

At that time, Song Zhiyi was very happy every day.

Song Wan also thought at that time that Jiang Zhengnan liked Song Zhiyi, and the two would get married sooner or later.

The reason why they haven't been together is probably because they are afraid that she won't be able to accept it.

Therefore, she even took the initiative to tell Jiang Zhengnan once that they didn't have to worry about her thoughts.

Daddy is gone.

She also wants her mother to be happy.

That time, Jiang Zhengnan looked at her very strangely, so strange that she touched her face and asked him.

"Uncle Jiang, is there anything on my face?"

Jiang Zhengnan said, "No, I don't want to be with your mother." ”

That conversation was accidentally overheard by Song Zhiyi, and Song Wan saw Song Zhiyi crying and wetting the pillow that night.

She was comforted all the time, and she was also distressed.

Now that I think about it, the distress back then was really ridiculous.

She always thought that Song Zhiyi slowly fell in love with Jiang Zhengnan after Song Yuan's death.

But I don't want to--

When she was 18 years old, Song Zhiyi beat her to death after that incident.

hysterically scolded her with all the vicious and dirty words.

She heard Song Zhiyi say, "How can you seduce him, you slut, do you know how many years I have loved him, I have loved him for more than ten years." ”

More than ten years, even if it is only ten, it is enough to make Song Wan nauseous.

Because, her father has only been dead for a few years.

Song Wan was lying on the bed in the pear orchard, and closing her eyes was the picture that made her almost collapse back then.

Not unexpected.

She had insomnia all night.

When I went downstairs the next day, everyone was a little dizzy.

After boiling porridge for breakfast, she drank a bowl, and after drinking, she went upstairs and finally fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I was disturbed by the movement downstairs.

Song Zhiyi began to prepare the ingredients for the evening, but he didn't like the chicken sent was not big enough.

It is also suspected that the fish are fed with artificial feed, not wild fish.

scolded the aunt who bought the ingredients and was not careful.

Song Wan was already sleeping lightly, but naturally she couldn't sleep at the moment, so she pushed the door and went downstairs.

Seeing her come down, Song Zhiyi only glanced at her coldly, and continued to pick and choose there.

"If you can do it, don't do it if you can't do it, when you think Jiang Zhengnan is the emperor, do you have to drink water from the Tianshan Mountains?"

"Did I talk to you?"

Song Zhiyi glared at her.

Song Wan couldn't get used to it, when Song Yuan was there before, Song Zhiyi didn't even cook for him personally.

The aunt next to her saw Song Wan as if she had seen a savior, and called her for help, "Miss Wanwan." ”

Song Wan said, "Bring it into the kitchen, and eat this tonight." ”

"Song Wan, you did it on purpose." Song Zhiyi stared at Song Wan hatefully, "You just don't want me to make it delicious and make Zhengnan happy, let me tell you, you don't want to rob me." ”

was regarded as a rival by his mother.

It's ridiculous.

Song Wan ignored Song Zhiyi's madness, she sat on the sofa and asked her lightly, "Do you remember my father's death day in a few days?" ”

Song Zhiyi was stunned and frowned, "What are you mentioning him for?" ”

Looking very annoyed, Song Wan chuckled and said, "My dad didn't feel sorry for you when he was alive, and when you mentioned him, that's how you reacted?" ”

She looked at Song Zhiyi, "Then it seems that you won't be going to see him again this year." ”

"Don't say that it's like I'm guilty if I don't go to see him, you're not the same as a daughter, he loves you so much, have you been back in the past five years? Just because the man you like died there, you didn't leave your dad behind. ”

Song Wan's eyes twitched and she didn't speak.

Song Zhiyi seemed to have found a way to sting her, and continued, "Don't think I don't know the good things you did when you went back to your hometown that year, if I hadn't been sent to the hospital for first aid, you'd have eloped with someone, and later I knew that after you left, that man died in a car accident, do you regret it, didn't you know earlier, it's better to let me die?" ”