She was so good to her, but she went everywhere to spread rumors because of jealousy.

"But all the people I've met are very nice, and this is the only one."

Song Wanyue explained to him.

Even forgot to wonder how he would know about it .

That's all for that.

Duan Baiting didn't continue to discuss with her, in the end, the people she met were all very good, or in her eyes, everyone was very good.

These things don't matter.

He couldn't have gotten anyone with other agendas near her.

Song Wanyue went to ask him: "If it were you, and you encountered others being humiliated, how would you solve it?" ”

He calmly elaborated: "It will turn a blind eye." ”

Song Wanyue was stunned: "Ah......"

He smiled: "Do you think I'm indifferent in your heart?" ”

She replied truthfully: "Yes, but I don't feel that I can judge you from my own point of view." ”

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about that."

"Don't you care what other people say?"

Duan Baiting nodded: "Yes." ”

Song Wanyue asked: "Am I someone else too?" ”

He was speechless for a moment, silent.

Song Wanyue also didn't know why she had to get a hypothetical answer.

But she just wanted to hear him say it himself.

"What if...... If it were me who had encountered such a thing, and I had been humiliated in public, would you turn a blind eye? ”

Fingertips rubbed gently on the side of her face: "You are no one else. ”

These five words don't know if they are answering her last question or the current question.

But Song Wanyue was satisfied.

The bowing of the superiors and the preference of the cold-blooded careerists will always fascinate people.

The car drove home, and Aunt Qin and Xiaohuan didn't sleep.

The living room is lit up, and one sits next to him studying a recipe and the other knits a sweater.

There is still half a sleeve left to complete.

Seeing the person coming back, Aunt Qin got up with a smile and gestured the sweater on Song Wanyue: "Isn't it a little bigger?" ”

"Exactly." Song Wanyue was very popular, "Boyfriend style is popular now." ”

Aunt Qin didn't know what boyfriend style was, and Xiaohuan explained beside her: "It's just that the size is loose and doesn't fit, and it looks like I'm wearing my boyfriend's clothes." ”

After saying that, he smiled ambiguously and looked at Duan Baiting.

The latter, however, held his mobile phone and was silent for a while.

After a while, he looked at Song Wanyue: "I have something to do temporarily, and I'm not sure when I'll come back." Rest early, don't wait for me. ”

Song Wanyue didn't seem to be willing to part with him for a moment: "What's the matter, can't you take me with you?" ”

The face in front of him was tilted back and looked at him.

The gloomy eyes instantly relaxed back to the past, and he slowed down his tone: "A little thing." ”

Song Wanyue pursed her lips: "Then you come back early, without you, I can't sleep alone." ”

He nodded, smiled, and took her in his arms.

The black Maybach drove away from the courtyard, and Song Wanyue looked out of the window, the headlights cutting through the darkness like a sharp sword.

After seeing him leave, she sat down and continued to study how Aunt Qin knitted the sweater.

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After driving for more than an hour in the dark, the Maybach finally came to a halt in front of a majestic Chinese courtyard.

The aura here seems to be different from other places.

Gloomy and depressing.

It's like a pagoda that suppresses evil spirits.

Everywhere there is resentment.

Duan Baiting entered the house, and the old woman in sign language walked in front and told him while leading the way: "Young Master Cousin and Fourth Miss are also here. ”

Duan Baiting was unmoved.

He was dressed in the spirit of the mansion, a light gray plush coat with a neat suit underneath.

His eyes were bleak, with an unattainable stare on him.

The aura is even more integrated with here.

The same lineage of cold rigidity.

The upper floors on the third floor are directly opened, and the stairs go down left and right, depicting dragons and phoenixes.

There are carved window lattices on all sides, and on top, there is a huge patio.

Under the patio, there is a welcome pine.

It's a very strange decoration pattern, as if the people who live here are sealed in this building.

On the sofa in the living room, the well-dressed young woman said nothing.

On the throne was a woman with a kind face.

She was Duan Baiting's titular grandmother, but he didn't have much impression of this person.

After his grandmother died, his grandfather remarried and found a young woman twenty years younger than him.

She was well-maintained, and fifty looked like forty.

Preference for some agate jade as a way to show her identity.

The arrogance of the words, seeing Duan Baiting, opened his mouth: "Why didn't you bring the girl from the Song family with you?" ”

The maid served the tea and wrote the name of the tea on a piece of paper.

The servants here can't speak, and the older generation has specially found someone to calculate, and if you talk too much, you will lose, and the trouble will come from the mouth.

Be cautious in your words and deeds, and do not even say anything again.

Including the location, layout, and orientation here, all of them have been calculated by a feng shui master.

and the welcoming pine that stands beneath the patio.

Yin guest send-off.

If you do too much bad work, you are afraid that a ghost will knock on the door in the middle of the night.

"It's too late." He was so perfunctory that he didn't even want to answer a word.

Jiang Xuan's face was displeased, but because of Duan Baiting, he didn't dare to say anything.

She was jealous of him.

Let's not talk about his ruthless temperament, I will have to rely on his snort life in the future.

"I called you here today, mainly for the sake of worshipping your ancestors in a month's time."

Ancestor worship is an annual custom of the Duan family.

It is run by the eldest son and eldest grandson.

After the uncle's death, the burden came to him.

"I know."

Jiang Juan reminded him: "Remember to bring the girl from the Song family with you." ”

Duan Baiting didn't leave a trace of emotion, and directly refused: "She can't come." ”

Jiang Wan was stunned: "Why can't you come, you are married, it stands to reason that she is also a member of the Duan family." ”

"She only has a relationship with me, not with the Duan family."

This sentence is like a reminder and a warning.

Lightly plucked Song Wanyue out of this home.

Duan Baiting didn't plan to stay here for a long time, and he also said what he needed to say. He straightened his sleeves and stood up.

looked at the woman who was sitting on the side, silent.

She is Duan Baiting's cousin, but the two do not know each other well, and they even see each other very rarely.

The one who is in the shadow leaves from the place of the shadow.

Duan Baiting did not get into the car immediately, but leaned against the courtyard wall and lit a cigarette unhurriedly.

He remembered what Song Wanyue said before he went out: Then you come back early, without you, I can't sleep alone.

He made a phone call to Aunt Qin, and it was quickly connected.

Duan Baiting asked softly, "Did she sleep?" ”

Aunt Qin said: "I went to bed early, I went to knock on the door an hour ago, and there was no sound. ”

Duan Baiting paused as he dusted off his cigarette ashes, and laughed for a moment.

I really took her as soon as she opened her mouth, and took her coaxing words seriously.

The cigarette was half smoked, and the sky was chaotic.

Maybe there is really a feng shui theory, otherwise why the color of the sky seems to become extremely gloomy as soon as you get close to this place.