Seeing these messages from Xu Jinghuai, Su Tang replied with a helpless smile, thinking of the netizens' speculations last night.

"Both CPs look cool and aloof. I'm really curious about how they will date and who will take the initiative?"

At that time, many people in the audience said it was Xu Jinghuai, and the specific reason was just three words: he loved her very much.

What the netizens said is indeed right, Su Tang thought silently in his heart.

After going to the bathroom and changing into home clothes, Su Tang went downstairs. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got downstairs, he saw Song's mother and Song Hanyu coming in.

The Song family members were standing at the dining table eating breakfast, and everyone had different expressions when they saw this.

Su Tang looked at Song Jingfeng silently. He looked very angry now. His fists were clenched and veins on his forehead were throbbing.

"Mom, why did you bring her here?" he asked coldly.

Although he knew Song Hanyu's purpose and understood that she would definitely try every means to come to the Song family, Song Jingfeng really did not welcome her.

At least he was still in a bad mood and didn't want to see her, the culprit who brought him disgrace.

...

...

"Why can't you bring her here? Xiaoyu will be your wife in the future, and it's a good time for you two to cultivate your relationship as husband and wife." Song's mother said.

She frowned and looked at Song Jingfeng: "That thing has been done, I won't say much to you, I just want you to know that you should learn to take responsibility."

"Xiaoyu is being scolded by so many netizens because of you. Can you also feel sorry for her?"

Song Jingfeng took several deep breaths before he could resist the urge to push Song Hanyu away.

He chuckled: "Okay, whatever you want."

Looking at his cold and irritable attitude, Song Hanyu's eyes turned red and she suddenly sobbed.

She let go of Song's mother's hand, looking aggrieved: "Mom, I know my brother hates me because I told this, but I was really too scared at the time."

"It's okay. Since my brother doesn't welcome me, I'll go back first. I'm just injured and I can handle it by myself."

"No matter what, as long as I'm happy."

This pitiful and submissive look made Song's mother feel distressed.

After all, from her perspective, they are all women, and it was her son who did something wrong.

"Are you done yet? Hurry up and send Xiaoyu to her room. You need to take care of her during this period. I will handle anything that happens to her for you."

Mother Song looked at Song Jingfeng angrily and gave orders with a cold face.

He was really helpless towards his mother. He could only endure the nausea and support Song Hanyu. He felt her whole body hanging on him and the stress response was almost coming out.

But Song's mother was looking at him with a sharp gaze, so Song Jingfeng could only grit his teeth and walk upstairs very quickly step by step.

When passing by Su Tang, there was a flash of provocation in Song Hanyu's eyes. She now has the love and care of the entire Song family, and her future days will definitely get better and better.

Song Jingfeng helped Song Hanyu back to their previous room, then turned around and left without saying anything.

But just after the door was closed, he pushed it open again.

"Brother, do you want to talk to me?" Song Hanyu said in surprise.

Her little face was rosy, like a girl who was in love.

In fact, Song Jingfeng is now extremely disgusting.

But he still had to suppress it, looking down at her and asking, "What's going on with the live broadcast and those things on the Internet?"

"You and I both know that I didn't do anything at the time, but you still want to put the blame on me. What do you want to do?"

Song Jingfeng's eyes were sharp and his questions were merciless. Song Hanyu's eyes were red as she followed him pitifully.

"Brother, you were clearly the one who treated me like that at the time. I told you no and reminded you that we are brother and sister, but you didn't listen at all."

"I know it was my fault that I failed to stop you, but you were so strong at the time that I couldn't push you away."

Song Hanyu burst into tears and her voice was choked with sobs.

"Why are you pretending? You and I both know the truth. There's no need to act like you're being bullied in front of me." Song Jingfeng sneered.

Song Hanyu was still crying, but her facial expression was gone, and her eyes were even provocative.

"Brother, please don't let me talk about what happened that day anymore. It was really scary for me. You were like a devil that day."

"Let's live a good life from now on, and I won't pursue you, okay?"

The voice was clearly one of crying and begging, but there was a smile on her face. Song Hanyu looked towards Song Jingfeng's trouser pocket, the meaning was self-evident.

He knew he was exposed and could only turn around and leave.

When he reached the door, Song Jingfeng turned off the recording on his phone, and looked at his reflection on the screen thoughtfully.

His face looked very ugly because he never expected Song Hanyu to be so smart now.

The recording was not because I didn't trust Su Tang, but because I wanted to have more evidence.

It seems useless now.

Song Jingfeng strode away. Inside the house, Song Hanyu wiped the tears from her face and pushed away the Kumantong who was approaching her with an expressionless face.

"Mom, I just helped you. I was the one who told you that man was recording. Why don't you like me?"

"Mom, I love being with you the most, you have to be with me too."

The Kumantong's voice still sounded aggrieved, but his face imitated Song Hanyu's just now expression, very provocative.

His overly mature face now, coupled with this expression, is simply...

Song Hanyu was so angry that her teeth itched: "I told you to stay in the room for the time being and don't go out as much as possible. If Su Tang sees you and wants to kill you, I can't protect you."

The Kumantong jumped up and down all over the room.

"That woman is so scary. Mom, kill her quickly. Once she dies, I can do whatever I want. I can also help you kill all those people in the Song family."

'Mother'

The Kumantong kept calling its mother in Song Hanyu's ear, and the one Song Hanyu wanted to kill the most now was it.

"Just shut up," she snapped.

As soon as the words fell, Song's mother pushed open the door and walked in. She looked very strange: "Xiaoyu, I didn't say anything just now, why did you ask me to shut up?"

Song Hanyu thought to herself that something was wrong. Seeing her mother thinking in the room, she shook her head and said, "Mom, after that day, I often have strange voices in my head."

"The doctor said it was because I was traumatized. I was trying to shut up the voice in my head, not you."

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice you standing at the door. It's all my fault."

Song Hanyu cried pitifully, and Song's mother's somewhat suspicious heart immediately softened. She sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Xiaoyu, this is all my fault. It's all my fault for not keeping an eye on your brother. I should have just stopped him from going out that day."

"Mom is here to give you something. This is something I'm going to give to my wife. It's an antique that your dad bought for me."

As she spoke, Song's mother opened the box in her hand, revealing a jade bracelet as red as snow. Song Hanyu fell in love with it at first sight.