But when Duan Baiting asked the sentence - "What's wrong".

Her emotions burst instantly.

Because of her optimism, she has brought happiness to many people.

But she also has sad times, many times.

"Duan Baiting." endured and endured, but the tears were still not angry.

It was the first time he had shown such a fragile expression in front of him.

It's not a disguise, it's not a coquette.

It's really sad.

She choked up and pleaded to him, "You can ....... Can you hug me? ”

Chapter 25

Duan Baiting didn't know what happened to her, but the moment he saw her tears, his heart seemed to be poured into her tears.

His lips tensed, his breathing weakening.

He stepped forward and hugged her.

Song Wanyue leaned on his shoulder, crying more fiercely than before.

In his arms, she looked so petite.

He held her in one hand, and his tone was unprecedentedly patient and gentle: "Who upset you?" ”

Song Wanyue shook her head desperately, out of breath: "That's it...... I just want to cry all of a sudden. ”

Duan Baiting was silent for a moment, wanting to let go of his hand for the time being and wipe away her tears.

But the second he moved, Song Wanyue's face was buried in his chest.

The voice was muffled: "Don't look at it, I must be ugly now." ”

He smiled helplessly and soothed her emotions: "It's not ugly." ”

At this time, it was difficult to coax, she was unmoved, and buried her face tighter: "Don't." ”

Duan Baiting had no choice but to follow her: "Tell me when you're tired of crying." ”

Song Wanyue put her arms around his waist and greedily smelled the smell of his body.

I don't think I'm as sad as I used to be.

She wiped her tears on Duan Baiting's shirt excessively.

When he was caught doing something bad, he gently pinched her ear as punishment.

Song Wanyue let out two dissatisfied snorts in her throat.

Duan Baiting thought of the phone call she received half an hour ago, and knew that she liked to be lively the most.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?"

He asked softly.

Sure enough, she raised her head, with two lines of tears on her face and red and swollen eyes.

It looks very funny.

"Where are you going?"

He seemed to smile but not smile, and thoughtfully wiped away her tears: "My friend has formed a game, if you want to go......"

Before he could finish speaking, she nodded desperately: "I want to go, I want to go!" ”

When you are sad, you most want to go to a crowded place, and the quieter you are, the easier it is to be cranky.

It's just that......

She looked a little embarrassed: "It's your friend, wouldn't it be good for me to go along." ”

"What's wrong, you're my wife."

He was very patient with her today, and gave a response and explanation to every word.

The word "wife" rolled in Song Wanyue's heart.

She felt her chest heat up.

It's a weird emotion, and even she doesn't understand it.

I just looked up at him stupidly, with a blank expression.

She was dazed by her throbbing moment.

Duan Baiting thought that she was still embarrassed, so he lowered his eyes and smiled: "They also want to see you." ”

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Song Wanyue finally got into his co-pilot.

It was twelve o'clock in the evening.

When she went out, Aunt Qin saw Song Wanyue's red and swollen eyes, and she obviously cried.

There was worry in her eyes, but she didn't dare to ask Song Wanyue directly.

He could only ask Duan Baiting with his eyes.

The latter shook his head at her, signaling not to worry.

The place to eat is a Chinese-style courtyard.

Daiwa white wall, landscape into painting, mountain stone into scenery.

Across the promenade, there is a four-sloped Zen room in the middle of the artificial lake, which is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass, so that you can clearly see the inside.

Song Wanyue was stunned, thinking that Duan Baiting and his friends' dinner would be in a nightclub.

I didn't expect it to be such a quiet ancient house.

Jiang Zhengchuan knocked on the side of Xi Yang for a long time, what is the origin of that Miss Song family.

"I've heard her name in Australia, and I've heard that she's a big beauty. Kian is so blessed that she casually married a beautiful woman, and this good thing couldn't be my turn. ”

Although several of them were born in Beicheng, they grew up abroad and did not see each other a few times a year.

Especially Duan Baiting, the whole thing is like being exiled to England.

A few years ago, he returned to China in a low-key manner, and Jiang Zhengchuan's sources of information about him only existed in news reports.

The Duan family has so many industries, and it has been under the name of one person for several years.

His aunts and uncles fought all their lives, and finally lost to a junior.

Also in the same year, the news of Duan Baiting's marriage with the only daughter of the Song family spread far and wide.

Marriage is another form of bondage of interests, which has nothing to do with feelings.

Several of them, except for Jiang Zhengchuan, who was still alone, wore rings on the rest of their ring fingers.

Curious about Jiang Zhengchuan, Xi Yang deliberately sold Guanzi: "The power of words is still too weak, you can meet the real person yourself next time." ”

"." Jiang Zhengchuan burst into a rude sentence, "Then we have to have this opportunity, Kian, we can't make an appointment, let alone his emotionless wife." It is estimated that the couple usually don't see each other by themselves. ”

Xi Yang remembered the scene where Duan Baiting went to the male model club to catch the rape that day.

Approaching the lips of the glass, a meaningful smile was torn apart.

"There's an old saying that if you live a long time, you can see anything."

He could still see that extremely gloomy expression on Duan Baiting's face.

Jiang Zhengchuan squinted his eyes, stimulated by his expression: "You deliberately, deliberately fishing for my appetite." ”

Xi Yang spread his hands and said that he could not help: "I have been in the UK for so many years, and Chinese has long regressed. Even if you want to, you can't do it, you might as well wait for the day when Kian himself brings someone to you. ”

Jiang Zhengchuan took a sip of wine: "Then I'm afraid I'll have to wait until the end of the world." ”

The end of the world is not coming.

The door opened first.

This courtyard is Jiang Zhengchuan's private residence, which has been idle all the time, and occasionally comes over for a drink or two.

The reason why I chose this place to eat is also because it is quiet.

It's rare for friends to get together, and the nightclub kind of place is patronizing to watch hot girls, where is there still the mood to chat.

After nightfall, the tranquility of the house is pushed up to a new level.

You can still faintly hear the sound of insects chirping in the greenery next to you.

The appearance of the man easily attracted everyone's attention, and there was a woman hiding behind him, who only dared to poke out half of her head at the moment and look quietly.

Just a pair of eyes were exposed.

Jiang Zhengchuan stopped pouring his hand and tilted his head slightly, keeping his line of sight at the same level.

So, the two looked at each other.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the eyes are cut water.

She blinked, and the plants around her seemed to have lost their color.

The wariness of the unfamiliar environment and strangers made Song Wanyue consciously clench Duan Baiting's sleeves.

And the latter, with a slight frown, covered Song Wanyue's eyes.

Stop this silent confrontation.

Jiang Zhengchuan raised his eyes and sat upright.

He complained, "Kian, you're not kind. ”

Duan Baiting held Song Wanyue's hand and gently pulled her out from behind him: "It's okay, they are all my friends." ”