Lin Yue was sitting leisurely on the sofa, cracking sunflower seeds, her chin held high, and her legs crossed, waiting for the old man to apologize.
Song Yunzheng walked out of the bedroom with his head down, phone in hand, and knelt down in front of Lin Yue with a thud...
Lin Yue was stunned for two seconds. After she came to her senses, she quickly pulled him up and glared at him irritably.
"I'm not dead yet, what are you doing? Trying to play the victim? Let me tell you, it won't work! I'm furious right now. You've framed me for cheating out of nowhere, and that's an insult to my character!"
She crossed her arms and turned her head to one side angrily.
Song Yunzheng immediately stepped forward and hugged her tightly in his arms. "I'm sorry, I was wrong, terribly wrong. I'm a bastard. I acted impulsively and became an idiot, which is why I was led by the nose by bad people. If you want to curse me, curse me all you want, as long as you can vent your anger."
As he spoke, he grabbed her hand and slapped it against his own face. Lin Yue immediately stopped him, "What are you doing? Song Yunzheng, are you a masochist? How come I never knew you were like this before?!"
"Only my wife can hit me, no one else can. As long as you can forgive me, you can vent your anger however you want, okay?"
Song Yunzheng blinked, looking pitiful.
He loved her to the core and could not tolerate the slightest betrayal. That night, even if there was only a one percent chance that she might have cheated on him, it was enough to drive him to completely lose his mind, and even his usual wisdom disappeared.
Seeing that Lin Yue remained silent, Song Yunzheng held her shoulders, looked down at her, and asked again, "Please forgive me, okay?"
Lin Yue stared at him for a while, then leaned against his chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, feeling so reassured.
Fortunately, the misunderstanding was resolved, but then she wondered, what if they encountered a similar problem again in the future? Would he doubt her again, just like this time?
She slowly said, "Honey, from now on, no matter what happens between us, let's give each other a chance to explain. Even if we're angry right now, let's not kill each other with one blow, okay?"
"Yes, it will never happen again." Song Yunzheng lowered his head and kissed the top of her head.
"Wife, did anything happen between us last night?" Song Yunzheng raised his eyebrows expectantly, his voice laced with amusement.
He woke up early in the morning to find himself wearing only his underwear. He had also been drinking the night before, so it wasn't impossible for him to have sex while drunk.
What could happen?
"Didn't you take off my clothes?"
"I took it off, so what?"
"So... how did I behave when I was drunk?"
Lin Yue stared at him suspiciously, wondering what this guy wanted to ask.
"Not good at all, it almost killed me!" Of course I'd be exhausted, serving him a bath.
Song Yunzheng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be? Dissatisfied? She's exhausted? Could it be... she's on top? She's never been this proactive before. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, she actually pounced on him and was so eager to please.
Thinking of this, he felt a little excited and couldn't help but chuckle softly.
He was already planning to pretend to be drunk next time.
After breakfast, Song Yunzheng took Lin Yue directly to the Mo family. Mo Zhengyu was flattered by his sudden visit and quickly invited them in.
The scene resembled a perfunctory and insincere banquet. Lin Yue had assumed that Song Yunzheng had come for Mo Yanhuan, but to her surprise, he hadn't even mentioned Mo Yanhuan's name.
Midway through their conversation, footsteps approached from the doorway. Mo Zhengyu smiled and looked intently toward the entrance.
"Yan Huan is back."
Song Yunzheng seemed not to hear, only playing with Lin Yue's small hand, a mysterious smile on his lips.
Mo Yanhuan strode in, but when he caught sight of the person sitting on the sofa, he froze on the spot.
"You're back just in time. Yun Zheng is a rare guest, so come over here quickly." Mo Zhengyu waved to him.
Mo Yanhuan's expression was as stiff as a wooden sculpture. At that moment, Song Yunzheng also stood up. Their eyes met in the air, and undercurrents surged, sparks flew.
"Long time no see." Song Yunzheng seemed to be smiling, but the chill emanating from him was terrifying.
Mo Yanhuan suppressed her inner panic and nodded with a forced smile, "Indeed, a rare guest. Mr. Song, please have a seat."
He put his suit jacket aside, strode over and sat down. "Mr. Song, you've come today... surely not to discuss business?"
"Yueyue told me that you treated her to a meal and, because of the rain, you also let her stay at a hotel for one night. That's why I came here specifically to thank you," Song Yunzheng said casually, as if he were just remarking on how nice the weather was.
"However," he changed the subject, his tone tinged with regret, "that hotel inexplicably caught fire yesterday, causing considerable property damage. It's such a pity..."
Mo Yanhuan's gaze suddenly sharpened. "Mr. Song went to a hotel?"
Song Yunzheng leaned back casually on the sofa, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Why are you so nervous? Mr. Mo, did you do something shameful that you're afraid I'll find out?"
Mo Yanhuan suddenly chuckled, "What is Boss Song saying? I don't understand."
"Don't understand?" Song Yunzheng raised an eyebrow. "If you don't want people to know, then don't do it in the first place. Mr. Mo, you'd better not understand."
A fleeting hint of panic flashed in Mo Yanhuan's eyes, but Song Yunzheng caught it quickly.
"Firefighters are investigating the cause and suspect arson... Tell me, who could be so bored as to go to a hotel and start a fire? Oh, by the way, I heard you and the Jiang family have been getting quite close lately..."
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