Chapter 117 Almost Strangled to Death

"Is my wife angry?" Lu Jingchen didn't know what was wrong with Ye Qianqian, he just felt that she was angry.

"Don't think too much. I already said I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Ye Qianqian replied perfunctorily without any interest.

Lu Jingchen knew that he was worried about Ye Qianqian's stomach, but he was very smart, so he picked up Ye Qianqian in a princess hug.

Ye Qianqian was so scared that she hugged Lu Jingchen's neck, "Ah - husband, what are you doing?"

"Do what needs to be done."

Ye Qianqian: “…......”

Lu Jingchen gently placed her on the bed, "Wife, the doctor seemed to say that after three months, it's appropriate..."

Ye Qianqian watched as Lu Jingchen ripped off her pajamas. Her face flushed with shame, "Yeah."

"Wife, why are you shy? It's not like you haven't seen it before."

Ye Qianqian complained in her heart: "Can't you be shy after meeting him?" She was not as shameless as him.

"Wife, were you angry just now? Are you blaming me for not having... well... well..."

Ye Qianqian took the initiative to stop Lu Jingchen from chattering...

Song family.

Song Yuntao has returned to the situation three years ago. He seems to be better than three years ago and can still play with his mobile phone with his hands.

But his mood was not as good as it was three years ago, because at that time he had a girl who was wholeheartedly for him by his side.

Now that person has blocked him on WeChat, and he doesn't have her phone number saved, which has tormented him for several days.

He finally couldn't help but ask his sister: "Qingqing, do you have Qianqian's cell phone number?"

"No, I never bother to say anything to anyone that Big Brother doesn't like." Song Yunqing said this deliberately.

In fact, she not only had Ye Qianqian's cell phone number, but also her WeChat, but her father told them not to mess with Ye Qianqian.

She is no longer the Ye who was not loved by her father and mother!

Now she is the respected Mrs. Lu San. People in the circle say that if you offend Mr. Lu San, you can ask his wife for mercy.

If you offend Mrs. Lu San, you will end up begging on the street!

Her elder brother is now disabled, how pitiful it would be for him to beg!

Song Yunqing deliberately went under the overpass these days to see those beggars. They looked so pitiful!

"Qianqian is such a nice person, why would I not like her? Qingqing, please ask someone for Qianqian's phone number.

Without her, I would die. Every minute is torture, and I want to commit suicide every minute." Song Yuntao said with bloodshot eyes.

"Brother, don't be impulsive. I'll send a WeChat message to Lu Yao right now and ask her for Qianqian's WeChat."

Song Yunqing has never been a patient person, but she is especially patient with her fairy brother.

Fearing that he would do something extreme again, her brother cut his wrists three times during the five days he stayed in bed!

It is obvious that three years ago, his condition was much more serious than it is now. At that time, he just made a fuss and refused to see a doctor, but he never thought of committing suicide.

"Yes, Lu Yao is Qianqian's good friend. Send a WeChat message to Lu Yao quickly." Song Yuntao stared at Song Yunqing's phone with hope on his face.

[Yaoyao, please recommend Ye Qianqian's WeChat to me.] Song Yunqing saw her brother staring at her phone.

She could only helplessly send a voice message to Lu Yao in front of him, and she silently prayed in her heart that Lu Yao would not reply.

At this time, Lu Yao was fighting with Bai Lang for 300 rounds and had no time to look at her phone at all.

"Qingqing, why didn't Lu Yao reply to you?" Song Yuntao said in a trembling voice.

"Maybe he's already asleep, brother. It's late, you should go to sleep too! I'll give it to you tomorrow morning as soon as Lu Yao replies to me."

Song Yunqing spoke softly. She glanced at her phone nervously, but fortunately there was no reply.

"No, I can't sleep without news about Qianqian. Qingqing, I regret it. This is all my fault.

I shouldn't have sent Qianqian to Mr. Lu's bed. Now she has blocked me. I don't blame her. I just want to apologize to her."

"Brother, what did you say?" Song Yunqing asked in disbelief. If it was someone else, she wouldn't even bother to confirm it and would just slap him to death.

Changing the bride is outrageous, but giving the bride-to-be away is outrageous?

Anyone would block him!

She was so confused, why didn't Mr. Lu San kill her brother directly?

"I said I don't blame her. I just want to talk to her, want to hear her voice, and want to apologize to her." Song Yuntao said with bloodshot eyes.

"Brother, I don't mean to say anything to you. If you don't want to marry her, then forget it. But why did you..."

"It wasn't me. It wasn't my intention. It was that bitch Ye Qingyan. It's all her fault. She was the one who asked me to give Qianqian to Lu Zhenting."

Song Yuntao was so excited that he was incoherent. He would not admit that he had done anything wrong. He tried desperately to put the blame on Ye Qingyan for everything.

Seeing this, Song Yunqing suddenly felt that his immortal brother was also a mortal!

As soon as the filter was removed, Song Yunqing felt that Song Yuntao no longer had the ethereal aura he had before, especially with his face full of tears and snot, he looked simply hideous.

"Brother, go to bed early. I'll go back to my room first..."

"Don't leave! Who allowed you to leave? Pour me a cup of warm milk. Qianqian said that drinking a cup of warm milk before bedtime makes it easier to fall asleep."

"Auntie Lan, pour my brother a cup of warm milk." Song Yunqing turned around and shouted outside the door.

"Qingqing, I didn't expect you to be such a person. You wouldn't even pour me a glass of milk!

In the past, Qianqian did everything by herself, not to mention pouring milk, even emptying feces and urine was done by her own hands."

"Brother, since Ye Qianqian is so good, why did you change your bride?"

"I said it wasn't me, it was Ye Qingyan. She said everything. How can you blame me? Are you going to abandon me like Qianqian?"

As Song Yuntao spoke, he stretched out his hands and pinched Song Yunqing's neck fiercely.

“…”

Song Yunqing suddenly felt that she really understood her eldest brother less and less. No wonder her second brother hadn't come for the past two days.

Although they lived under the same roof, it was as if there was a wall between them and no one could see into the other's world.

It is said that her elder brother is gentle and elegant, and is recognized as a modest gentleman in Rongcheng, but he is so crazy and abnormal in private.

Song Yunqing's eyes instantly turned red as she was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe. She didn't expect that her gentle and elegant elder brother would want to strangle her to death.

She tried hard to hold back her tears, but they wouldn't stop.

Song Yunqing knew that his eyes were naturally beautiful, and now covered with a layer of mist, it made people want to pity him even more.

She has a beauty that most people can't even ask for. She doesn't need to say anything. As long as she cries, everyone will stand on her side.

But at this time, she didn't get any sympathy from her brother, and it seemed that his brother was squeezing her tighter and tighter.

"Pah." Aunt Lan walked in with milk. She was frightened by the scene and the milk in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Master, what are you doing? You almost strangled the young lady to death!"

"Cough cough cough..." Song Yunqing took a deep breath of fresh air, "Auntie Lan, just pretend you didn't see anything."