Chapter 30 Who asked you to be a cuckold?

He didn't know how long he watched, until all the patients left. Song Shiyu finally came to his senses when the woman looked up at him with a frown.

Song Shiyu suppressed his pounding heart, and without knowing it, his cheeks were already burning.

He walked to the table awkwardly, sat opposite Meng Shuyue, and stared at her, unable to move his eyes away.

The woman in front of me was obviously wearing makeup.

But he had seen many women with makeup on, but he had never seen a woman so breathtakingly beautiful with makeup on.

When she was calm, she looked very much like the most popular Hong Kong actress on TV nowadays, not to mention that when she raised her eyes, there was an itchy feeling that stirred people's hearts.

If it weren't for the ten o'clock clock ringing on the wall, Song Shiyu would probably still be immersed in it and unable to come back to his senses.

He looked away awkwardly, and the confession that he could have said easily before now came out haltingly.

"Shuyue, I...I like you, can you...can you please stop liking my elder brother and second brother? I...I will treat you well!"

Meng Shuyue sorted the medical records on the table one by one, staring at him with his eyes lowered and his face blushing, and couldn't help but sigh that this guy has great acting skills.

It was really hard for him to put on such a show to avenge her for his two brothers.

Now that their revenge plan has begun, her counter-revenge plan has also begun.

Meng Shuyue didn't let the fish take the bait so quickly. She just swayed left and right, looking hesitant and frowning, "But my parents like your second brother. He's a pilot. If I marry him, he might even take me to the sky!"

Song Shiyu's face suddenly darkened, and he felt very depressed. He immediately retorted, "I want to be an officer like my uncle in the future. It's much more glorious than his!"

"Uh-huh……"

Meng Shuyue responded nonchalantly, but secretly laughed at the boy's arrogant tone.

Not long after, my parents came back after shopping.

Her mother pulled her to a corner and secretly felt distressed, "Your newlywed husband is really something. He left home right after the wedding, and our Yueyue has to remain a widow."

Meng Shuyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mom, I'm a pregnant woman, and I wish my husband wasn't at home!"

Mother tapped her forehead, then looked at Song Shiyu at the door and said with a vigilant look: "Since you and the Shen family are already married, don't provoke the Song family, for fear that they have bad intentions!"

"I understand, mother. I won't offend others unless they offend me..."

Meng Shuyue looked at Song Shiyu who was waiting at the door, and then thought of the three members of the Song family plotting to embarrass her. The coldness in her eyes spread throughout her body.

"If someone offends me, I will offend him!"

She would never let the Meng family's century-old traditional Chinese medicine clinic be destroyed in her hands and let everyone think that she was an abandoned woman who was not wanted by others.

If the three brothers insisted on holding a banquet to conduct a paternity test to expose her, then she would definitely accompany them to the end...

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In the library. When Song Shiyu and Meng Shuyue arrived, Song Shixuan had been standing in front of the bookshelf of Chinese medicine-related books for a long time.

He comes here every day, 365 days a year, just to see the girl he fell in love with at first sight.

But she seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth and never appeared here again.

He once tried to find an artist to draw her appearance in order to find her.

But because they had only met once and his vision was obstructed by light, the girl's appearance in his mind seemed to be just an illusory beauty. Only the heart-pounding feeling he had when he first saw her was deeply engraved in his memory.

Today was the 400th day of waiting for her. The longing for her engulfed him like a tide, making him fall into endless decadence and pain again, unable to extricate himself.

He even completely forgot the time he had agreed with Song Shiyu. Even though Song Shiyu came an hour late, he still stood there motionless with a deeply affectionate look on his face, like a wandering soul.

Song Shiyu pulled Meng Shuyue and pointed at the dazed Song Shixuan seriously, shaking his head, "Look, that's the second brother your parents like. He is completely obsessed with a woman and has been waiting for a whole year for that girl he only met once. Now he can't stand any woman at all. You won't be happy if you marry him!"

"so……"

He paused, and when Meng Shuyue turned around to look at him, his eyes were full of affection, "So, can you persuade your parents not to let you marry my second brother?"

Meng Shuyue was disgusted by his sudden affectionate performance, and quickly looked away, nodding as if she was thinking carefully, "Okay, I won't marry your second brother. I don't like him anyway."

"Really?"

Song Shiyu felt inexplicably happy when she heard this extremely pleasant answer, and continued to murmur, "Then will you marry me?"

"Okay?"

He chased after Meng Shuyue like a little brother, insisting on getting an answer from her.

But Meng Shuyue didn't answer.

Turned around and left the library.

She didn't lie, she just promised him not to marry his second brother.

As for marrying Song Shiyu.

That's just his own words.

And on the other side of the bookshelf.

Song Shixuan came back to his senses from the shadows and looked at the familiar figure leaving the library door. He felt his breath hitch and the familiar heartbeat sound came again, just like when he first met her, the feeling of love that was like a seed breaking through the soil and growing into a towering tree reappeared again.

He rushed out like mad, but his way was always blocked by people passing by.

Until he reached the entrance of the library, he looked around and could no longer find that familiar figure. He collapsed to the ground, his heart slowly falling to the bottom...

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In the evening, Meng Shuyue returned to the Shen family courtyard.

Seeing the door open, he thought there was a thief and hurried in to check.

But Song Shijing and Su Yanyan were directing people to move box after box of wooden cabinets into the room where she had lived before.

All the luggage and clothes she had moved earlier were thrown in the yard and were stepped on by the worker who was moving the boxes.

Meng Shuyue was horrified and rushed over to question the two people, "Why did you throw my things around?"

Su Yanyan was directing the porters to throw the dressing mirror that Meng Shuyue had placed in the house to the ground.

Immediately, the dressing mirror shattered into pieces, the lens shattered all over the floor, reflecting Su Yanyan's extremely proud face.

Meng Shuyue stood there in a daze, feeling a stream of blood rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

This is the dressing mirror that her mother specially found the best carpenter to make for her so that she could bring it to the Chen family as a dowry.

Now, Su Yanyan was broken.

Meng Shuyue looked at the mess on the ground and yelled at the two of them, "Who let you in? You are not welcome here, get out!"

"Is this your house? This is my uncle's house," Su Yanyan crossed her arms, her eyes full of sarcasm, "I heard that you were allowed to live here because Mr. Shen was afraid that you would be laughed at for getting pregnant at your mother's house. You really think you are the master!"

Meng Shuyue laughed coldly, looking at the silent Song Shijing and sneered, "Then why are you living in your uncle's house? Is your mother afraid that you will get pregnant, and afraid that people will point fingers at you and say that it was the three brothers who got you pregnant?"

"Meng Shuyue!"

Song Shijing roared angrily, finally stopped pretending to be silent, grabbed her wrist and walked into the room.

He slammed the door shut, and before she could react, a big hand grabbed her neck.

"Who told you to cheat on me?"