The Charming Cannon Fodder - Chapter 78

The low mutter, sadness was like the wailing of missing a partner.

Song Yushen stood in front of the bed for a long time without moving, watching the **** the bed steadily, even if she woke up leisurely, he did not move halfway, and the look on his face was extremely calm.

However, this calmness faintly broke when the girl’s hand suddenly struck his neck.

“Why kill Brahman?”

The girl’s voice is full of hate.

Song Yushen turned his eyes subconsciously, and ran into the girl’s eyes full of hostility and killing intent, and a layer of extremely shallow panic flashed across his ink-like and deep eyebrows.

However, this kind of emotion was so fast that no one could notice it, and he returned to his usual calmness. He said with relief, “A Sheng, you have a nightmare, how could I kill Brahman?”

He didn’t get rid of the tightening force between his neck, but moved closer to her, lovingly wrapped her in his arms, but his eyes grew darker.

But the girl in his arms didn’t seem to believe it, she tightened the strength in her hand, as if she was really going to choke him to death, the hatred in her eyes became more and more evident in the tightening strength.

Such a deep hatred.

I don’t know if it was because of the recent overwork, Song Yushen suddenly felt a fatal dizziness, and even forgot the girl pinched his neck.

The silence in the room spread endlessly in one’s connivance and one’s nightmare.

“Ms. Song, Miss Song?!” An extremely surprised voice suddenly broke the silence in the room.

The assistant looked at the scene before him almost astonished.

Mr. Song asked him to fetch a copy just now, because he was just going to the study on the first floor, which was two or three minutes, and Mr. Song asked him to go directly in.

But he didn’t expect to see Miss Song pinching President Song’s neck, and President Song not only did not resist, but also gently hugged Miss Song.

If it was a joke, it would be fine, but Ms. Song’s neck has already been pinched with deep red marks, and his face is also pale, but Ms. Song is still continuing, so why is it playing?

Song Yushen glanced at the assistant very quickly, deeply and sharply.

The assistant was shocked and immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak any more. He just left the information on the low table and silently retired. He always knew that Song always favored Miss Song, but this was too ridiculously spoiled. It’s like playing in Miss Song’s hands.

He always feels that if this goes on, something will happen sooner or later.

When Song Yushen saw the assistant retreat, he withdrew his gaze, but the young girl seemed to be surprised by the sudden sound, and suddenly let go and fell into his arms weakly.

He ignored the uncomfortable breathing, and quickly wrapped the girl’s waist, pulling her into his arms to prevent her from falling, “Is there anything uncomfortable?”

Today she is too abnormal, he is not at ease.

Ying Rusheng gradually wakes up from his dream, and Song Yushen’s questioning voice is in his ears.

She had been in a trance before, and she was a little awake until something seemed to sound suddenly.

“I don’t feel uncomfortable.” The voice was still a little dumb.

In the corner of her sight was his slightly reddish neck, and the picture just now appeared in her mind, but the scene that had been haunting her before had disappeared.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, her eyes were full of clarity, and her voice returned to her usual gentleness, “Sorry, uncle, I just had a nightmare and hurt you. I’ll get the ointment and apply it for you. ?”

She was about to get up from his arms, but suddenly he grabbed her wrist.

She looked back.

“Mengdi?” Song Yushen looked at the girl.

At this moment, her eyes were as gentle and calm as ever, without the slightest bit of hatred that seemed to have been carved into her heart just now. If he hadn’t really seen it just now, he would never believe that she would have such a deep emotion, or hate it, hate him.

The expression in his eyes sank.

“Well, it was a nightmare. I dreamed that the deceased did not die accidentally in a car accident, but was killed by someone, so some emotions were out of control.” Ying Rusheng explained.

She was awake at the moment, and she was naturally able to distinguish the difference between her dream and her memory when she was sleeping, and she also remembered that Song Yushen brought her back here.

“Uncle let me get the ointment first.” She said.

She has always been relatively strong, and just now she was fierce again, and the red marks on Song Yushen’s neck looked too frightening. He didn’t know if he had a good temper or didn’t care about his life at all, he didn’t resist even if she almost choked him to death.

“No, I’m okay.” Song Yushen held her hand and trembled imperceptibly. “You slept all morning and haven’t eaten lunch. I made some porridge for people. You can eat lunch first.”

In the end, Ying Rusheng had no choice but to have lunch at Song Yushen’s request. When the lunch was over, she offered to rub the ointment for him again. After some time, the red marks on his neck became more obvious.

Song Yushen held her wrist again and didn’t let her leave.

He smiled and said, the emotion behind the lens is difficult to distinguish, “It’s not a problem, it will disappear after a while, you can sit down first, I have something to ask you.”

Ying Rusheng put aside Song Yushen’s powerful hand and paused for a while, she might know what Song Yushen wanted to ask. So she didn’t insist on insisting anymore, and sat down beside him with a hum.

Even if he doesn’t love his wife, no man can bear that his wife has someone else in his heart. What’s more, Song Yushen has more or less affection for her, but she deliberately worships Wenyan Brahman during the Qingming time.

Even though she had no feelings for Wen Yanfan, how did her actions at the time differ from the love of Wen Yanfan? As long as she explained it now, Song Yushen also didn’t believe it.

Song Yushen held the girl’s hand. Her hand was very small. He could control it with a light grip, but he couldn’t control her heart, let alone her position in his heart.

He chose to indulge in this emotional development when she was not so important to him. Now, everything is beyond his control, and it is not something she can get out of.

“First of all, I want to apologize to you. You said this morning that you don’t need me to accompany you to sweep the grave. I agreed, but in the end I followed you to the top of the mountain.” He said.

He didn’t explain that he followed up because he was worried about her state.

“I know.” Although Ying Rusheng was in a daze at the time and didn’t notice anyone following her at all, he could vaguely guess it.

“After apologizing, I want to ask you some questions.” He held the girl’s hand slightly hard, and the girl fell into his control.

He took the glasses slowly and put them on the counter next to the bed. Then he leaned slightly and looked deeply into her eyes, “I have worked with Yan Fan’s parents and I also know Yan Fan, so the annual Qingming Festival Go see him, what about you? You said that you and him are deceased, and what kind of deceased is it that can make my fiancee cry so much at his grave.”

Ying Rusheng rarely saw Song Yushen take off his glasses, the only time was only before and after he woke up, but no matter when it was, she had never looked directly into his inscrutable eyes so close.

At the moment the two were so close, his warm breath was burning in her breath. Without the barrier of that thin layer of lenses, she seemed to be sucked into those extremely deep and extremely black eyes by him.

If Song Yushen who wears glasses is gentle, elegant and absent-minded, then Song Yushen who took the glasses is dangerous and expensive and makes people unavoidable to be tempted, but as soon as he gets closer, he realizes that it is a boundless firework. Burning to ashes.

Ying Rusheng didn’t answer for a long time, and the expression in her eyes was a little drifting. Song Yushen clamped her chin at the moment she lowered her eyes, and asked her to meet his gaze, “Asheng, answer me.”

This action of clamping the jaw may be frivolous and uncomfortable for others to do, but Song Yushen will clamp her jaw while supporting her with the other hand, so this kind of action does not seem to be frivolous. His molesting is more like an ambiguous intimacy, but at such a close distance, he is very controllable.

“…It’s an ex-boyfriend.” Ying Rusheng is not stupid. Song Yushen’s anger was suppressed in her words, so she didn’t get rid of him. “It’s okay now, so uncle needn’t wonder what I will do to sorry you. Although it is the identity of your wife that is required for the transaction with your uncle, at least I will abide by the basic principle of not betraying this.”

Although she doesn’t remember what kind of emotion love is, she knows that love has always been strongly exclusive and cannot tolerate a third person.

He just asked her about Wen Yanfan’s relationship with her, but she had already explained all the causes and effects.

However, this did not relax Song Yushen much. He did care that the girl had an ex-boyfriend, and that she loved Wen Yanfan, but what he cared more about now was why the girl decided to marry him and how much he knew about the things back then.

“How should I trust you?” He asked, “You said you didn’t care about him, but you went to see him in Qingming and called his name. A Sheng, betrayal is not only about the body, but also spiritual.”

He lowered his head, the corners of his cold lips rubbed the skin on the side of her neck, and his voice was also dangerous and profoundly cold.

Obviously, he didn’t believe it, Ying Rusheng felt it too, and felt even more deeply about his fluctuating anger.

Others may be angry when they are angry, but Song Yushen always feels lower when he is angry. The calmer he is, the more the rain will hit him. At this moment, his voice is obviously calm and suppressed to the extreme, and she did not provoke anger. He meant it, so she proposed calmly and softly, “I have never thought of betrayal, either physically or mentally, but if my uncle doesn’t believe me, it’s meaningless to explain it. It’s better for my uncle to tell me what should I do to get you Trust me.”

Ying Rusheng’s words clearly had an effect. Song Yushen put Ying Rusheng on the bed very slowly. His cold breath was wrapped around her face, but the tone was no longer so cold, “You don’t need to do anything. Proof, you just need to remember what I said.”

When his hand brushed her face, he was suddenly startled. From her eyes, he could clearly see his reflection.

The man with his eyes full of uncontrollable jealousy, and his face frozen, is he?

Is he jealous of a teenager who has been dead for many years?

Even though Song Yushen had been suppressed in his childhood and had seen the death of his biological mother, he had to bear the humiliation to hide himself, but after all he was born in the Song family and he had never lacked materially. His strong talent and learning ability made him be born above all living beings. Therefore, in the past 30 years of life, except for the hatred of Song Yue and the love of Sheng, he has never tasted other strange life emotions, but at this moment, even he himself did not realize Under the circumstances, he was jealous of a boy who had passed away seven years.

He was in a trance for a moment.

“Maybe you don’t remember, I don’t mind telling you again.” His slender and pale hands brushed her face inch by inch, tender and icy, “Four years ago you gave up the opportunity to stop our relationship. , So you can only be my wife in your life.”

“I indulge you in calling me uncle at home, and indulge you in calling me a teacher to students at school. But to indulge does not mean that you can ignore our relationship. You should remember that I am your husband. If you don’t love me, you can. But the same cannot give your heart to anyone.”

Ying Rusheng met Song Yushen’s gaze, “Uncle rest assured, I have always been very clear.”

There can be no love in a marriage, but no trust.

She took over the task of living with Song Yushen for a lifetime. She didn’t want the marriage to lose trust before it started.

“It’s good to be clear,” he said lowly.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t know it, it’s better not to know it for the rest of your life.

The girl’s eyes were very clear and pure, without a trace of excess emotion.

She doesn’t seem to know what happened back then, but even if she knows what happened back then and has come to this point, even if she hates him for it and wants to retaliate against him, he cannot let her go.

Song Yushen’s thoughts turned only for a moment, he also put away the fierce and dangerous aura, gently picked her up, and soothed her emotions that might have been affected by his threat, “It’s getting late too. Do you want to go home tonight or stay here for now?”

Song Yushen’s transformation only took a moment, the sharp danger disappeared, and the whole person was gentle and gentle. If it weren’t for the cold temperature of his fingers on the side of his face, Ying Rusheng would even have the illusion that the threat of danger had never existed.

She grabbed the thoughts in her eyes and confirmed where this place was, and said, “Jing Shi is a little far away from home, so stay here tonight.”

“Okay, then you take a rest first, I’ll go and have someone prepare dinner later.”

“Yeah.” Although Ying Rusheng had roughly sorted out the thoughts in his mind, he was still a little confused, and he really wanted to take a break, so he agreed.

After Ying Rusheng lay down, Song Yu smiled softly, touched the corner of her lips, pinched the quilt for her, and left.

As the bedroom door closed, the smile in Song Yu’s deep eyes gradually disappeared.

After instructing the servant to prepare dinner time, he went to the study and the assistant followed in.

He took out a document from the safe and handed it to the assistant, “You follow this list carefully and double-check whether anyone else knows the cause of Wen Yanfan’s death.”

Suddenly hearing Wen Yanfan’s name, the assistant quickly reacted after a moment. Song Zongfu confirmed that Wen Yanfan’s matter was probably because of Miss Song, right?

His gaze moved up involuntarily, and the red mark on Song Yushen’s neck appeared in his sight. Could it be that Miss Song and Song Zong made a fuss just now because of the gentleness of the word?

However, Song Yushen seemed to be aware of his gaze, and his gaze swept across him extremely quickly.

Although Song Yushen seemed gentle and elegant, he was actually extremely cruel and ruthless. The assistant was swept away by his slightly warning eyes, and his whole body became stiff, even if he did not consciously dare to look again, he quickly took it. The file in his hand, “I will do it now.”

Thinking of the people caught outside the villa, his pace of going out stopped again, “President Song, just now I caught ten people with guns outside the garden. I have already sent someone to Yan Qing. .”

After four years, the group of vicious dogs is in good spirits, and it makes people sick to jump out from time to time.

“Well, it’s the one who will send it to the Wang family after it’s cleaned up.” Song Yushen sneered with no expression. Naturally, he didn’t mind helping the Wang family sit in the police station for the vicious dog who sent it to the door.

After instructing his assistant, he went out to accompany Ying Rusheng.

Because they had already negotiated in the afternoon, the two of them either pretended to whitewash peace, or were really calm, in short, they got along as before.

But because of late dinner, the two slept late that night, during which Ying Rusheng made a phone call to Su Yanyan and received a call from Song Shunan.

By the time I fell asleep, it was already past eleven.

This time is actually not too late for Rusheng, but because of the control of Wen Xinglan’s obsessive-compulsive disorder before, she is also used to going to bed early. So she went to bed after washing, but Song Yushen seemed to have something to deal with and was busy on the desk in the master bedroom.

After she asked him to go to bed early, she didn’t see what he was doing anymore, and lay down after reading the book for a while.

After spending one afternoon and one night, her memory was almost clear, but the influx of memories made her whole body tired, so this time she didn’t have much insomnia, almost she felt sleepy when she touched the bed.

I don’t know how long it has been, and in the drowsiness, she fell into warmth and trance. She seemed to hear the low voice of inquiry, “A Sheng, do you like children?”

Author: road uncle always seek death of.

Hi, the more powerful and arrogant my uncle is, the more I want to yell at him.