Chapter 747 Su Miao Extra 19
"As his mistress, I don't mind. Why would you mind if you're going to marry him? Right, Brother Hansheng?"
Su Miao looked like she was really concerned about Song Hansheng. She mentioned the word "little lover" with confidence and no guilt at all, and even with a sense of righteousness.
Su Miao made Jiang Yurou so angry with just a few words that she ran out crying.
Boring.
"Intentional?"
"Aren't you watching very carefully? I wonder if I did that on purpose?"
But a few words were harmless. Song Hansheng would not get violent with Su Miao after hearing a few words. He even liked Su Miao like this. He liked the way she was aggressive and sharp-tongued. She was better than the lifeless look in the hospital.
Song Hansheng knew how fake Su Miao's words to Jiang Yurou were. He called her "Brother Hansheng" insincerely, but even though he knew it was fake, Song Hansheng was happy to listen to it. Sometimes people don't have to take things seriously, and it's okay to deceive yourself appropriately. He deceived himself that Su Miao still cared about him.
Song Hansheng watched the whole process quietly: "Where did you learn this? You were not like this before."
"Prison, you know best what it's like inside prison. It can turn people into beasts. I've just changed my appearance and am no longer the same as before. It's still better than a beast." Su Miao looked at Song Hansheng sarcastically while speaking. The word "beast" was referring to him.
Some people can become two completely different people overnight, but she has only been like this for two years. It is good enough that she is still alive. It is simply a dream for Song Hansheng to want her to go back to the past, unless he can make her body better and let her broken fingers grow back.
Song Hansheng's expression froze for a moment, and he couldn't eat the food on the table anymore. He wiped his mouth, stood up, pushed his chair away and walked out.
Su Miao knew that he went after Jiang Yurou. After all, she was his nominal fiancée and they had been together for so many years. Shouldn't he comfort his sweetheart if she was wronged?
Su Miao sneered as he watched Song Hansheng run out, and a certain Qiong script emerged in his mind. The male lead chased after him to explain, and the female lead cried and covered her ears, saying, "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it."
And she is the vicious green tea female supporting role in the script, a lowly intruder who specializes in destroying the relationship between the male and female protagonists, and then walks all the way to death.
Su Miao continued to drink the soup in the bowl and even added another bowl. Now she would not let herself down anymore.
Su Miao put down her bowl and chopsticks only after she had filled her stomach and warmed her body. After drinking the soup, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten something.
She had forgotten about Qin Mo. Qin Mo was probably still waiting for her to come back for dinner. But looking at the current situation, she was afraid that she would never be able to eat the food he cooked in the future.
The doctor's hands are very important. She has already ruined her own hands and cannot ruin Qin Mo's hands.
Su Miao took out his cell phone and called Qin Mo. The other party picked up the phone as soon as the call started.
"Are you almost home? I've already made the fish soup and am waiting for you to come back and drink it."
Su Miao felt a lump in his heart, and said uncomfortably: "Qin Mo, I'm not going back to eat?"
"Why? Something delayed me. It's okay. You can have this soup tomorrow if you don't want to today. But I have to work overtime tomorrow night, so I'll put it in the refrigerator and cover it with plastic wrap. You can heat it up in the microwave when you come back. What do you want to eat the day after tomorrow? I can rest at home and cook you a big meal. I remember you like sweet food. I was watching a short video today and saw the recipe for pork floss Xiaobei. It looks quite simple..."
Qin Mo's voice was very pleasant, and it came gently into Su Miao's ears. Although it was such a pleasant voice, Su Miao felt like crying. She held back her nasal tears, but her hoarse voice still showed.
"Qin Mo, I won't go back for dinner tomorrow either."
Qin Mo on the other side of the phone laughed: "Why don't you go home every day and play outside? Why don't you come back? What about the day after tomorrow?"
"I won't be going back the day after tomorrow. Qin Mo, I won't be going back in the future. You don't have to make fish soup for me, wait for me to go back to sleep, or make sweet pork floss Xiaobei..."
"Why? Su Miao, tell me where you are."
Suddenly there was a noise from the phone, as if something was knocked over. After a while, it became quiet, but the call continued.
"Are you at Song Hansheng's place?" Qin Mo's voice was low, and anyone who knew him knew that he was angry.
Su Miao did not deny: "Yes, I'm at his place."
"Are you safe?"
"It's safe, Qin Mo, you really... don't worry about me, I'll be fine, I've survived the most difficult days in prison, I'm not afraid of anything happening around him, and I'm here voluntarily, I have things I want to do."
"Why didn't you discuss it with me before you decide what to do, Su Miao? Don't you know your current situation? How could I possibly be worried? Put yourself in my shoes. If it were me, wouldn't you be worried? When I visited you in prison, you said you were fine. But what happened? You were bullied and had your finger broken. If I hadn't noticed, would you have kept it a secret from me for the rest of your life?"
Su Miao gripped the phone tightly and said with difficulty: "It's all over. Qin Mo, I'm really safe. I don't want you to worry about me, but I can't stop you from worrying. I promised you to report my situation every day. Really, you trust me."
Hearing the last three words "Do you believe me" Qin Mo's emotions gradually stabilized. The two have been friends for so many years and were once partners in the same hospital. Every time they worked together, the most common thing they said was "I believe you."
"As long as you are safe, but Su Miao, don't try to deceive me. I don't want you to end up like Zhichu. I won't know until you die."
Mentioning Chen Zhichu, Su Miao's heart ached a bit. She smiled and said, "I wouldn't be as stupid as her and use my own death to avenge a scumbag. You know my character. Rather than sending myself to hell, I prefer to send the person who hurt me to hell first."
"Be careful." It was not difficult to hear that Qin Mo's voice was dull and he was still unhappy.
Su Miao didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only try to make her tone as relaxed as possible: "Don't worry."
"I'll trust you one last time." Qin Mo said and hung up.
After hanging up the phone, Su Miao put down her phone and walked around the room. Just as Jiang Yurou said, nothing had changed here. There was the small dark room where she had been imprisoned, the small room where she did experiments, and even the books she often read in the study were neatly arranged in order.
It wasn't until she reached her former bedroom that the only difference from two years ago appeared: her previous door was locked with a combination lock and fingerprints.
Naturally, she couldn't open the door since she had never recorded her fingerprint. The only password Su Miao could think of was Song Hansheng's birthday, but it failed.
Could it be Jiang Yurou's? Su Miao tried again, but the door still didn't open. Su Miao even thought about Song Hansheng's parents' birthdays and various numbers that might be set as the password.
It was not until the very end that she remembered her number. She entered a string of 1027 and the door opened with a click.
Su Miao's eyes were cold, even a little sarcastic, mocking Song Hansheng's hypocrisy. Perhaps the thoughts of humans and animals were not the same, she really couldn't understand Song Hansheng.
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