"Would you like to?"

Song Shaoqin sneered again, and his words suddenly changed, and his eyes looked at the other party coldly, "If you want me, I must accept it?" What the hell are you! I, Song Shaoqin, am not a scum bucket, I accept everything, just do it? I don't look down on being a slave or a slave. ”

As he spoke, Song Shaoqin stepped forward and warned in a low voice, "Even if I, Song Shaoqin, am ill, I won't be able to pretend to be here, you look like this, I feel disgusted when I look at it!"

Don't be smart in front of me, you're not qualified enough! Remember, don't beat my Song family's idea again, otherwise I will let you know what it means to regret it, if you don't believe it, you can try! ”

Hearing someone coming not far away, Song Shaoqin instantly restrained the coldness on his face, his expression was gentle, and the corners of his mouth were faintly smiling, just like the gentle and elegant appearance of a noble son in the past.

“.” Cao Yingying was completely stunned, looking at the man in front of her changing freely, she couldn't help but tremble, the warning words seemed to still echo in her ears, constantly beating her heart.

Song Shaoqin directly ignored the stunned Cao Yingying and walked straight towards the Song family's room, this time, no one stopped his way.

He has seen a lot of women like Cao Yingying, who are obviously full of calculations, only for his own interests, but he pretends to be noble, and his mouth is full of hypocrisy.

thought that he Song Shaoqin was sick and had no woman to marry him, but she Cao Yingying was willing, so he should kneel down and be grateful? Should their Song family be grateful to Dade and hold her Cao Yingying high?

Scold! Idiot!

Thinking that he was worried about Xiao Xiang, a woman like Cao Yingying, Song Shaoqin was extremely uncomfortable.

After returning to the room, seeing that the family was still curiously discussing the things sent by Xia Ning, Song Shaoqin consciously went to the edge of the Chase Shop and sat down, took out the voice recorder again, and began to tell Xia Ning about the matter of Fang Cai aggrievedly.

——

21st century, Rongcheng.

At this time, it was about eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and Xia Ning was swiping her mobile phone energetically, waiting for Song Shaoqin's response.

'Ding~'

The porcelain basin had been put on the quilt by Xia Ning, and as soon as she saw the voice recorder appear, she immediately picked it up.

"Huh?"

After listening to the recording, Xia Ning blinked her eyes in confusion, is this guy Song Shaoqin selling himself well?

What to do?

It's so cute~

Listen to this little pitiful tone, how aggrieved!

She seemed to see a well-behaved and pitiful little milk dog wagging its little tail at her.

Oh, my God!

Just thinking about this picture, she felt that the tip of her heart was straight.

Damn~ He is a dignified young master of Houmen who pretends to be cute, is this appropriate?

Song Shaoqin, that guy is too foul!

But thinking of what he said, Xia Ning frowned again, and couldn't help but complain.

"Is there any mistake, didn't it mean that women in ancient times were very feudal, conservative, reserved and shy? Why do people still come directly to say that they are married, I, a new woman in the 21st century, can't do it well! ”

"Humph! Song Shaoqin is right, that woman is so annoying, she is really a and a lith! Obviously, he just wants to cling to power, wants to be blessed by the Song family, and what he says is so good, he is obviously talking about other people's sore spots. ”

Thinking that Song Shaoqin had said so much aggrievedly, just to ask for a dress, Xia Ning couldn't help but laugh again.

"This guy is quite clean~ The girl pulled off his clothes and disliked it, but he did a good job!"

Immediately, Xia Ningle ran to the shelves to find a change of clothes for Song Shaoqin, he had only prepared one set of clothes before, but now he thought the clothes were dirty, and said that he didn't want to wear them again, so he had to send him another set of clothes now.

Unexpectedly, Song Shaoqin, as an ancient man, is very connoisseur-like.

This is commendable.

Soon, Xia Ning found a piece of clothing and teleported it, and then picked up the recorder and asked.

[Song Shaoqin, can I ask you what's wrong with your body? Well, I'm not trying to get into any privacy, but if it's inconvenient to say, you don't have to answer.

I just thought that the medical level of the world on my side is very advanced and superb, and it may be a serious illness for your time, but in our case, it is as simple as a common cold, and we can completely buy medicine to treat it. 】

Song Shaoqin also briefly mentioned his physical condition before, but did not elaborate, she was respectful at the time, so she didn't ask, after all, he can grow up to such a big health in a healthy way, which indirectly indicates that the condition is not too serious.

And today he mentioned his physical condition again, and even because of his health, many girls did not dare to marry him, for fear of becoming widows in the end.

In this case, his condition seems to be very serious?

Therefore, Xia Ning was interested in this time, and wanted to ask to see what the condition was, if it was really serious, and even affected her lifespan, then she would definitely have to be treated as soon as possible!

It would be bad if some chronic diseases were dragged into serious illness.

——

Eastern Chu State, post station.

After Song Shaoqin got the new clothes, he immediately threw the coat on his body on the ground.

"Second brother, what are you doing here?"

Sister Ying looked at the clothes thrown on the ground with a puzzled expression.

"If it's dirty, throw it away."

Song Shaoqin glanced at the clothes on the ground with a look of disgust, no matter how expensive the clothes that had been stained by that woman, he didn't want to wear them again.

"Huh? Isn't it clean when it's dirty? Sister Ying tilted her head and thought.

Song Shaoqin replied lightly while putting on his new clothes, "Some dirt can't be washed off, so you can only throw it away." ”

"Oh~ that's it."

Sister Ying nodded as if she didn't understand, but she was trying to think in her heart: What kind of dirt can't be washed off? I can't wash it off, so it's going to be dirty!

As soon as Song Shaoqin tidied up the clothes on his body, he saw a voice recorder appear on the porcelain plate, and he quickly picked up the voice recorder and listened.

Then, he fell silent.

The reason why he didn't tell Xia Ning about his physical condition was not what she thought, he never felt that this would be a wound that he didn't want to mention, and he never felt that he was born shorter than others because of this.

What's more, his physical condition is known to the world, if he couldn't stand the strange eyes or criticism of others, then he would have already broken himself.

So in this matter, he was relieved very early, and in the face of everyone's vague sympathetic eyes, he was able to smile calmly.

But for some reason, when facing Xia Ning, he subconsciously didn't want to say more, although they hadn't met each other, but in his selfish heart he wanted to leave a better image for each other, rather than the impression of a sick and weak man.

Perhaps, he also has a man's vanity in his bones.

(End of chapter)