The Factory Director's Darling in the Nineties

Lin Lu - a Kyoto University student with a promising future.

Song Chen - a military officer with a bright future.

Due to a life-saving grace, the two were forced to marry and have child...

Chapter 49 Who Sent You?

When he arrived at the door of his house, Song Chen's face suddenly changed.

He gave the lunch box to Lin Lu and asked Song Chen to push Lin Lu into the house.

He told the mother and son not to wait for him and asked them to eat first, as he had something to take care of now.

Lin Lu was very curious, but he resisted the urge to ask.

But they didn't eat first. They each read their own books and waited for him to come back.

Well, I knew it would be boring here, so I brought two books with me to kill time.

Song Chen felt that someone was staring at them on the bus back to the city, and the person was still following them after they got off the bus.

After giving the things to the mother and son, he went back and when he reached the entrance of the alley, he caught a sneaky man dressed in black.

Song Chen has been in the army for so many years, and his skills are neat and neat, and he never shows mercy.

Although I have been working in the factory for the past few years, my condition has not deteriorated much. On the contrary, I have become stronger.

The man was also quite skilled and took a few of his moves. Finally, the two of them wrestled with each other. Song Chen pinned him down and strangled him.

The man struggled desperately, but couldn't pry Song Chen's hand open.

Song Chen asked harshly: "Who sent you?"

The man's right face was in close contact with the ground, and his cheeks were reddened by the pinching of his neck, but he still smiled sinisterly and said, "Your aunt made me do it."

With a Kyoto accent.

Song Chen had long guessed the master behind him.

"Go back and tell her that if she still refuses to behave, I don't mind sending her to jail for a few more years. Even if it costs me everything, I will keep my word. If you don't believe me, let her try."

Song Chen was not a good-tempered person, and he was even worse towards those who hurt his wife.

She punched the man a few times and then kicked him hard in the face. "Go away! Don't let me see you again."

The man's fingers slowly reached into his pocket, but before he could take out the knife, Song Chen stepped on his hand and broke it with a crisp snap.

This was followed by screams like a pig being slaughtered.

The birds on the telephone poles were scared away.

Song Chen's devilish voice echoed in his ears, "Don't you want to leave yet?"

His gaze moved down and stopped at a certain part of the man.

The man broke out in a cold sweat, struggled to get up, and ran away.

If you don't leave now, you will be extinct here.

He can still clearly distinguish whether money is more important or "happiness" in life is more important.

After dealing with the mess, Song Chen went home in a good mood.

I found that the takeout bag had not been opened yet and the box was still intact on the table.

"Aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat?"

Lin Lu: "Waiting for you to eat together."

"Didn't I tell you guys to eat first? I'll eat by myself when I get back."

Alas, what a burden of happiness.

Lin Jingbei felt that his father's acting skills had been so superb recently that he almost fooled him.

"I'll get the bowl."

The food tonight was delicious, and Lin Lu ate two big bowls.

The father and son also ate four bowls!

Song Chen: "If you like it, how about I go to their store and buy some tomorrow?"

Lin Jingbei: "Didn't you say before that things outside were unclean?"

In the past, Lin Jingbei didn't dare to eat snacks in front of Song Chen because he always said they were unhealthy, unclean and unhygienic.

Song Chen said: "This is different from your five-cent spicy strips."

Lin Jingbei: The difference is that one of her mom likes to eat it, and the other one doesn’t.

Anyway, as long as she wants to eat something, her father will always say buy! buy! buy!

Even the money is still in his mother's hand.

He had to ask his father for anything he wanted. His father would not buy him anything he thought was unnecessary, but he would definitely buy him anything related to his studies.

Lin Lu laughed at the childish father and son: "Even if it tastes good, you can't eat it every day."

Song Chen: My wife is right.

"Then eat it once a week."

This time, Lin Jingbei wisely didn't express his opinion. He just had to follow his mother and there would be wine and meat.

night.

Song Chen came out of the shower and saw Lin Lu reading a book. He remembered that he hadn't read a book in several years, so he said on a whim: "Give me a copy so I can study."

My daughter-in-law is a top student, and my son will probably be one too in the future. He can't let the family down.

To lower the average cultural level of their family with one's own efforts is a sin!

Lin Lu closed the book and said, "Let's read it tomorrow. Let's talk now."

Tsk, don't you want him to improve?

What to talk about?

Song Chen is now suffering from a bit of PTSD.

When I heard Lin Lu say she wanted to talk, I was afraid that she would say she wanted a divorce.

"What are you talking about late at night? Let's talk about it during the day. It's easy to make impulsive decisions at night."

Lin Lu put the money on the table and lay down. "It happened today."

Well, everything is fine as long as we don’t get divorced.

Song Chen also got on the bed and faced her sideways: "What are you doing today, taking pictures or buying groceries?"

Lin Lu knew he was pretending to be confused, so she pointed it out and said, "Is someone following us? Who sent them, and what do they want to do?"

Song Chen: "No, don't think too much about it. I just suddenly wanted to eat watermelon. I heard there was a vendor selling watermelon over there, so I thought I'd go check it out."

Lin Lu sighed: "Where's your watermelon?"

Song Chen said calmly, "I heard wrongly. They're collecting scrap."

Lin Lu: "If you consider me your wife and want to live a good life with me, then tell me everything. I don't want any deception or concealment between husband and wife."

Song Chen was silent...

Or maybe he was trying to come up with an excuse that would have the best of both worlds.

"I don't know him either. He broke his hand but didn't tell me who sent him here. We're just ordinary people now. We won't be hunted down like in TV dramas."

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