Song Ling finally responded. Looking at him sideways, a light flashed in his deep eyes, and his expression finally relaxed.
However, he did not stop.
And now this road is not the way home.
She was a little confused.
"Hubby, aren't we going home?"
Leng Lu Song Ling said, "No."
"You just said you wanted to go home. Why don't you go home? Where are we going now?" she asked.
"You'll know when you get there." Song Ling's tone was still light.
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't ask anything, so she had to sit down.
However, she was not idle.
She pulled a small notebook and a pen from her bag.
Start writing seriously.
When they arrived at their destination, Liu Zhiyuan had also finished writing.
The pen was placed in the bag.
Then she handed the paper to the uncle, "Honey, this is for you!"
Song Ling frowned, "What?"
"love letter."
Liu Zhiyuan's eyes were full of clear innocence, and there was a faint blush on her delicate little face.
Very cute.
Song Ling, some people can't react.
She repeated, "You heard me right. This is a love letter from me to you. Take a look. I'm an expert at writing soft copy. I put a lot of thought into this love letter."
As she spoke she looked up at the window and saw some more hotels.
"Honey, I want to stay in a hotel now. It's very unique!"
Song Ling put her love letter into his suit pocket, "Next time."
Liu Zhiyuan got out of the car.
After getting off the car, Song Ling led her inside.
Liu Zhiyuan: "Husband, why don't you go and register for a room first?"
"Honey, are you straight?"
"Honey, why are we here?"
"Meet Auntie."
"Is your aunt here? Then why don't you just come to our house?"
"My father is here." Song Ling's light words changed Liu Zhiyuan's nervous expression.
"What? Is your father here? Who else?"
"His current wife, son, and aunt."
"What's going on?"
"Family meeting." Song Ling always looked indifferent.
Liu Zhiyuan was so scared that her legs immediately went weak.
"Hubby, how could you do this? You didn't even tell me in advance. I didn't have any makeup on and I wasn't prepared. I can't go. Your father hates me so much. How could I attend your family meeting so thoughtlessly? Hubby..."
But no matter how she struggled or refused, it was of no use.
Song Ling kept pulling her forward. She pouted and said, "Honey, I'm really nervous..."
Walk to the door of the room.
The two men stopped.
Liu Zhiyuan looked pitiful. "I'm really nervous. How about you give me an hour? Half an hour will be enough. I'll make some mental preparations..."
Song Ling just said lightly, "No need!"
Then, he slowed down his pace a little, held her hand tightly, and pushed the door open.
In the room, Song Li, Song Huihai, Liu Su and Song Cheng were all in.
When he saw Song Ling and Liu Zhiyuan appear, his eyes were complicated.
Liu Zhiyuan was stared at, her face turned red, and she became more and more nervous.
Song Ling held her fingers and tightened them slightly.
Liu Zhiyuan felt the heat coming from her palm, took a deep breath, and forced herself to calm down.
The four of them focused their eyes on the two entangled fingers, while Song Huihai held a glass of water in his hand.
Looking at Liu Zhiyuan's pitiful eyes, he suddenly smashed the cup in anger.
"Get out! Who asked you to come? We're having a family meeting. What qualifications do you have to attend?"
Liu Zhiyuan thought she was going to be disfigured.
When Song Huihai threw it out, his hand trembled slightly and the direction was a little off.
Liu Zhiyuan was already very nervous, and this made her even more nervous and helpless, and she completely forgot to dodge.
Song Ling reacted quickly, subconsciously moving sideways and holding her in his arms.
Unfortunately, his forehead was hit by the cup of water, and the water fell to the ground with a bang and shattered into pieces.
Blood immediately gushed out of his plump forehead.
Song Li was originally sitting on the sofa. A trace of heartache flashed in her melancholy eyes, and she stood up nervously.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at the fragments on the ground, then grabbed the man's arm and glanced sideways to see the shocking bloodstains on his forehead.
She immediately pouted and looked sad, almost crying.
She hurriedly searched her bag for tissues to apply pressure to the wound.
The heels of the shoes she wore today were not very high, and Song Ling was very tall, so she had to stand on tiptoe to help him treat the wound.
Her distressed little face wrinkled into a ball, her little hands tightly grasped his wound, and she blew on him as if no one was watching.
"Hubby, does it hurt? Can you bear it, or should I go to the hospital with you?"
Concern is chaotic, so she is very panicked at the moment.
In a panic, she actually yelled at Song Huihai, "If you don't like me, you should target me and not hurt innocent people!"
In fact, such a small scratch is nothing to Song Ling.
At the moment he was hit, he just frowned slightly, and there was no expression of pain on his handsome face.
Song Li also became nervous and asked with lingering fear, "Xiao Ling, what's wrong? Does it hurt? Or should we go to the hospital now?"
After Song Huihai accidentally hurt his son, a suppressed heartache flashed in his heavy eyes, and the fingers that broke the water cup trembled slightly as they dropped.
Liu Su and Song Cheng looked at each other with a gloating look in their eyes.
Especially Liu Su, if she didn't restrain herself, she really wanted to laugh out loud.
This damn Song Ling is usually as cold as Bingshi and doesn't even want to say a word to them.
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