After Xu Su yelled this, his brows tightened and he subconsciously turned his ears away, as if he was avoiding something.
Before speaking on the other end, he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Yanran, you wait!" After that, he hung up the phone angrily.
Liu Zhiyuan really wanted to show some concern and ask what was going on.
Xu Su didn't give her a chance at all. He picked up his windbreaker, gritted his teeth and walked out.
And it was slamming the door, not closing it.
Liu Zhiyuan subconsciously took a breath and muttered to the man next to her,
"It seems like they had a fight? Xu Su usually looks so gentle, but I didn't expect him to be so scary when he gets angry. Honey, did you see the murderous look in his eyes when he passed by us just now? Will he hit Sister Yanran?"
Song Ling pressed down the ends of her hair and insisted, "No, he won't hit a woman."
Liu Zhiyuan nodded slightly, but still felt scared.
Song Ling looked at her little appearance, suddenly raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you think your husband's temper is better than other husbands now?"
Liu Zhiyuan blinked, looked at him, and laughed.
"It seems to be a little better than other husbands. Okay, let's go home. Husband, let me explain to you..."
In the car, she finally finished explaining.
Then she looked at Song Ling with her cute little hand and touched his arm gently, "Dear, I think you are right not to be angry. You should praise me."
Song Ling turned his cold gaze towards her and said unhappily, "What am I praising you for?"
He drove all the way home, actually wondering what the little scoundrel had done to dismantle his treadmill.
In fact, he was not angry that Song Lingchen dismantled his treadmill, but that his dignity was ignored by this little guy.
From the moment the little guy was born, he decided to be a strict father. Family affection is family affection, but there must be a bottom line.
The little guy's desire to tear things down was getting stronger and stronger. If he continued like this, he really suspected that one day the little guy would doubt how the villa they lived in was built. Would he then tear it down?
Liu Zhiyuan blinked her bright eyes, and the light in them was touching.
"You're praising me for having such a smart son. So think about it from another perspective. Who can be as smart as our three-year-old? Who can be as destructive as our baby? A large piece like a treadmill can't be dismantled by others even if they want to."
Song Ling glanced at her and warned, "Liu Zhiyuan, stop it. Don't think that I will let you go just because you are pampered."
Liu Zhiyuan pouted, looking pitiful, and said in a weak voice: "Really? Then what do you want?"
Song Ling was helpless. In fact, he really had no choice. He would not do something like scolding her for the treadmill.
He didn't say anything, but Liu Zhiyuan knew she had won again.
Praise yourself from the heart, and then shamelessly praise Song Lingchen.
"I think our son is very smart and amazing."
Song Ling had no choice but to listen to her muttering and proudly said, "Of course! His father has a high IQ and good genes!"
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh: "Husband, where's your face? Where's your face?"
When two people live together for a long time, each other's personality and living habits will be affected.
Now Song Ling is no longer the cold Song Ling when facing Liu Zhiyuan. He can occasionally say a few words.
For example, at this moment, his thin lips curled up slightly: "First, find your face. You have no shame. Why should I have a face?"
Liu Zhiyuan laughed out loud.
Therefore, the removal of the treadmill was a successful outcome.
Song Lingchen finally did not receive any substantial punishment, and was only waiting for a punishment.
"Kid, don't touch my things anymore! Put away your curious thoughts, or I'll confiscate all your toys!"
In front of Song Ling's door, Song Lingchen lowered his head, looking as if he knew he was wrong.
However, when Song Ling went upstairs to take a shower, he raised his eyes, his clear little eyes paying attention to the direction upstairs, and whispered: "How can adults do this? Threaten children? Confiscate toys? It's really too much..."
Liu Zhiyuan and the maid beside her couldn't help laughing.
Xu Su drove very fast, even running a red light. He rushed all the way to Zhao's company, and the content of the phone call he just received made him crazy.
His two arms, which were gripping the steering wheel, were exposed, veins bulged on the back of his hands, and blood could be vaguely seen flowing in the veins.
In early spring, the temperature is still very low.
There was no air conditioning in the car, but he didn't feel cold at all, and a wave of hot sweat seeped into his back.
He knew he suffered from anger.
While driving, he screamed, "Damn Zhao Yanran, when I find you, I will kill you!"
The car stopped in the parking lot in front of Zhao's company. After getting out of the car, he slammed the door shut and rushed into Zhao's company.
There were security guards downstairs, but how could he be stopped by them when he was so aggressive? He exuded a strong aura that frightened the security guards into retreating.
Then, the employees of Zhao's company saw a terrifying man rushing into the company like a wave.
The originally bustling company was disrupted by the sudden arrival of uninvited guests.
Xu Su's face was not unfamiliar to many people in Sucheng, especially since he had another identity, that is, the fiancé of the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, which made Zhao's employees recognize him quickly.
But it was obvious that his posture was wrong. The assistant stepped forward tremblingly, whispering without a single syllable in his throat. He was also frightened by Xu Su's terrifying aura and retreated repeatedly.
Xu Su's elegant facial features seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and like an ice room, a chill was constantly pouring out.
The air around seemed to be below zero, and everyone took a deep breath.
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