Li Wensong sat in the garden and smoked cigarette after cigarette.

Her thoughts went blank, but she felt irritated inexplicably, until Mu Rou sat across from her.

"We don't have much to say but quarrel, but I don't have the strength to argue with you today. Come back to me another day."

Li Wensong extinguished the cigarette in his hand and got up to leave.

Mu Rou was so angry by her attitude that she trembled, and scolded, "You stop for me."

Li Wensong closed his eyes irritably, trying to stabilize his emotions.

She turned to look at Mu Rou, feeling a deep helplessness.

"Now that Hitobi has returned, shouldn't we settle the score?"

Li Wensong didn't want to entangle with Mu Rou, but when she saw Bai Rifei coming over, she simply sat back on the original chair.

"Okay, forget it."

Mu Rou looked at Li Wensong's fearless appearance, and she was even more angry.

She has never suffered such grievances, let alone seen a daughter-in-law who is so arrogant to Li Wensong.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

Although Bai Rifei took the initiative to greet his mother, he stopped by Li Wensong's side, pressed his hands on his wife's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Are you tired these days?"

Mu Rou saw that her son was so considerate to Li Wensong, and her face turned blue in an instant.

"Hitobi, do you know what your good wife did to me when you were kidnapped?"

"I know, she told me." Bai Rifei looked very calm, she held Li Wensong's hand and looked at her mother with a smile.

"Mom, Wen Song is a junior after all, even if she doesn't do well, you can take care of it more. I'll teach her slowly."

Mu Rou was stunned.

She thought that her son would favor Li Wensong, but she didn't expect that it would be so biased that he was stingy with even a word of comfort.

Suddenly, a wave of sadness welled up in my heart.

Mu Rou thought that this time she was running around begging for money for her son, and she had to kneel down for her daughter-in-law, all kinds of grievances and sadness made her heart twist.

She couldn't help but stagger back a few steps.

Li Wensong felt a little guilty, she subconsciously wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Bai Rifei.

"Mom, I know that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been the most difficult to deal with since ancient times. You won't force you to like Wen Song. I want to ......."

"We're living separately, it's good for everyone. I have already booked a plane ticket for tomorrow and will return home with Wen Song. In the future, I will come back to see you during the holidays."

Bai Rifei's words were like a sharp blade, stabbing into Mu Rou's heart fiercely.

She no longer had the strength to argue with Bai Rifei.

"You don't have to come to see me, I guess...... It's better if we don't see each other."

Mu Rou clutched her chest, and walked towards the villa with slightly vague steps.

Looking at her back, Li Wensong inexplicably felt a trace of desolation.

"Wouldn't it be too cruel for you to treat your mother like this?"

"All I know is that I will spend the rest of my life with you. So......" Bai Rifei held Li Wensong's hand and put it on his chest, "I won't let you suffer any more grievances. Not at all."

Li Wensong couldn't tell what kind of taste it was in his heart, so he could only smile reluctantly.

Together, they returned to the country.

During this period, Bai Rifei was gentle and considerate to her, meticulous and thoughtful, and they seemed to have returned to the original sweet time.

Sometimes, when Li Wensong wakes up from his sleep, he can't tell whether everything in the past is a dream or a real experience.

The night is slightly cool, and the moonlight is bright.

Bai Rifei stared affectionately at Li Wensong, who was sleeping with his arms on his pillow, through the light shining through the gap in the curtains.

His fingers lightly ran over Li Wensong's cheek.

She is still so beautiful, so bright, she can be wherever she goes

Someone else's focus. And he ......

As long as Bai Rifei thinks of his broken leg, pain and hatred will come to his heart.

The phone at the bedside flickered. He carefully pulled out his phone and quietly walked to the balcony.

He quietly picked up the phone, and Yang Moran's voice came from the other side.

"I seem to have told you, don't call me casually." Bai Rifei's tone was cold and gloomy, and his eyes in the night shone with a sharp light.

"I know. But...... This place is really not for people. I've had enough. When will I leave?"

"How is he?" Bai Rifei asked lightly.

"Half-dead. Exactly according to your thoughts, his will, is being consumed little by little. It won't be long before he makes it out of the mine alive, and even if he gets out of the mine, he'll be a waste."

Bai Rifei was very satisfied, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile.

"That's good. You remember that your task now is to guard him and make sure that he does not die. You know your own business very well. Can you still live without that place?"

"That...... I'm going to have to stay in this mine for the rest of my life? Then I'd rather die."

Yang Moran felt that he was slowly wearing down He Dongchen's will here, but why wasn't it also killing his will?

"Don't worry, we are partners, and I won't let you be wronged for the rest of your life. You're going to have to wait at least for your case to get in the limelight, right?"

"Isn't it interesting for you to stay there with peace of mind and watch He Dongchen get more and more painful day by day?"

Yang Moran was speechless and said softly, "In order to show my gratitude to you, I will send you a gift."

He hung up the phone and sent Bai Rifei a 30-second video.

In the video, He Dongchen is lying on the cold and damp ground, his face covered with mud and scars.

Who can see that this man used to be the president of Hanhai International? .

Bai Rifei smiled slightly after watching it, deleted the video and returned to the room.

He lay back beside Li Wensong and reached out to hug her into his arms.

Perhaps, the current state is the best.

A few days later, Bai Rifei took Li Wensong to a charity gala.

At the banquet, he saw the radiant Yin Qianyue.

She ignored anyone's behind-the-scenes discussions, and after donating one million, she generously stepped forward to greet Bai Rifei.

"Hitobi, can I talk to Wen Song?"

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Bai Rifei saw a few ulterior motives in Yin Qianyue's eyes.

However, with the relationship between Yin Qianyue and Li Wensong, he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

"You talk slowly." Bai Rifei was very knowledgeable, and he even thoughtfully took Li Wensong a glass of fruit wine, and advised, "Drink less alcohol, it's not good for your skin."

Bai Rifei walked away very gracefully, took a cocktail, walked to the sofa in the corner and sat down, took out his mobile phone and connected it to Bluetooth, and the conversation between Li Wensong and Yin Qianyue came clearly in his ears.