Yatong's hope of rising gradually disappeared. She wanted to resonate with her disabled brother Ling and win Song Ling's sympathy.
But why does Brother Zero seem unmoved at all?
Finally, she held on to her last hope and said, "Brother Ling, even though you pushed me out, I don't blame you. I really don't blame you. I just hope you can chat with me more like when we were little and listen to me express my emotions, okay?"
Song Ling stood up after hearing this, his voice without a ripple.
"Xiao Tong, it has already happened. It's useless to blame me. Now, I can only help you. But there is a bottom line, which is not to affect your family.
You know exactly what happened. Once is a coincidence, twice is a coincidence, but more than that is always suspicious."
Yatong was stunned on the spot. What did Brother Ling mean?
Was it that obvious? Was he hinting to her that he already knew what she was thinking?
Is this what you mean?
Song Ling groped his way to the window, opened the curtains, breathed in the fresh air, and said meaningfully, "Actually, Lawyer Ning is someone you can rely on! You should take advantage of him!"
Yatong felt uneasy, and Brother Ling's words really made her think too much.
What she didn't notice was that Song Ling took advantage of the moment when the curtains were opened to stick a prepared miniature camera at the deepest part of the curtains.
After doing all this, Song Ling called Liu Zhiyuan, his voice unconsciously becoming gentle: "Where are you?"
Liu Zhiyuan replied, "Walking and chatting with my aunt in the back garden."
"Come here, I'm hungry." When Song Ling said this, the curve of his lips slightly raised.
His voice is magnetic and melodious, full of tenderness that others can't imagine.
Yatong's fingertips dug into the skin of her arm. Song Ling's tone on the phone was obviously different from before.
Just a few years?
Song Ling originally belonged to her alone, how could he give her tenderness and pampering to another woman?
How is that possible?
Liu Zhiyuan came up quickly.
After coming up, she took the initiative to come over, ran into the man's arms, and asked cutely, "Report to my husband, my little wife is here. What would you like to eat?"
Song Ling's big hands stroked the ends of her hair, and he raised his lips in a good mood: "Dessert."
Liu Zhiyuan blinked and looked at him strangely, "Are you sure you're not kidding? Desserts are my specialty."
"Share!" Song Ling gave these two words.
The smile on Liu Zhiyuan's lips was unmatched: "Okay."
After saying that, the two waved goodbye.
Liu Zhiyuan walked to the door and told her, "Sister Yatong, you should have a good rest and don't think too much. Good people will be rewarded."
Ya Tong could only nod palely, "Okay, thank you, sister-in-law."
Liu Zhiyuan yelled to Song Li again: "Aunt, if you are tired, you can ask the maid to come and help."
Song Li also nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand."
Watching the two of them leave, Yatong's heart was filled with excitement.
Back in his ward, Song Ling could finally stop pretending to be blind.
He pulled Liu Zhiyuan forward, a hint of apology flashing in his dark eyes: "I'm sorry, it was my fault before."
Although he didn't say it clearly, Liu Zhiyuan already understood what it was. Ya Tong had kissed him secretly in the villa last time, which caused such a huge gap between them as a couple.
This time, the man continued to pretend that he couldn't see it, so he must have discovered something in Yatong's expression that he hadn't noticed before.
At this time, Song Ling was sitting on the hospital bed, and Liu Zhiyuan was standing in front of him.
He is very tall, and Liu Zhiyuan has always been the type of innocent girl.
The posture of two people like this is indescribably harmonious.
Especially with a ball in the middle, the picture is really festive.
Liu Zhiyuan rubbed her little face against his nose and joked with him: "Then tell me, what did you do wrong?"
Song Ling reflected seriously, "This is the first time I don't trust you, I trust my intuition."
Liu Zhiyuan placed her two small hands under his armpits and threatened in a low voice, "Then say it again, what should I do next? How should I punish you?"
Song Ling rolled his eyes and said seriously, "Then I can't sleep with you."
Liu Zhiyuan pouted. What kind of punishment is this? It seems like she is the one being punished. She feels uncomfortable when she can’t sleep with him.
Song Ling saw her pouting, "What's wrong? Is this kind of punishment not acceptable?"
Liu Zhiyuan unscrupulously opened his clothes and stuffed her hands under his arms. This winter was particularly cold. She had just come up from downstairs, and her hands were still a little cold, causing her skin to break out in goose bumps.
He subconsciously tensed his chest, his muscles well-developed, his lines rigid, and full of masculinity.
Knowing that she was noisy, he pampered her and let her make noise.
Song Ling was still trying to figure out how to accept the punishment, but when he couldn't come up with an idea, he asked her, "How do you want to punish me?"
Liu Zhiyuan sat directly on his lap, and then acted coquettishly and gently, "You want it, think about it slowly. Until I am satisfied."
Song Ling had a high IQ, but he had no experience in making women happy. He thought for a moment and finally came up with a plan. "Cook noodles? Buy roses?"
Liu Zhiyuan's small mouth and high lips, can this man with no emotional intelligence be a little creative? She pinched the abdominal muscles in front of him as a punishment, muttering "No creativity!"
This small gesture made Song Ling's muscles tense up, and the light in his deep eyes became a little warmer. If it weren't for the bulge in her belly, he would have wanted to eat her immediately.
Liu Zhiyuan naturally understood the heat in the man's eyes. She was immediately frightened and became quiet, not daring to move. She withdrew her small hand from the man's territory, her cheeks flushed. She whispered a warning in the man's arms: "Don't have such thoughts. The doctor said that you can't do it in the three months before and after pregnancy..."
Song Ling extinguished the spark that was aroused in his heart and could only look at her to quench his thirst. He held her red lips and kissed her hard.
After the kiss, Liu Zhiyuan softened. She could only instinctively hook her arms around the man's neck, but she didn't forget her problem. "Husband, the punishment you just used was uncreative. Think about it again, keep thinking about it."
Song Ling racked his brains and finally came up with an idea: "Buy roses first, then cook noodles!"
Liu Zhiyuan almost burst out laughing for him. Is this creativity?
Very funny.
Song Ling was quite satisfied with his idea. He said to Liu Zhiyuan sincerely, "This kind of thing will never happen again. I will trust you from now on."
Liu Zhiyuan felt very happy with these words. Happiness was reflected in her eyes and eyebrows, and she showed a satisfied smile.
"You're right. Since you said you believe me, I think there's something I need to tell you."
Song Ling lowered his chin to her forehead and said, "Speak."
Therefore, Liu Zhiyuan told the story of how she was deceived by her aunt's phone call to Pei Xiaoxiao's ward last time and was then identified as a suspect. Song Ling couldn't see it before, and it involved his most respected aunt, so she had been weighing whether to tell him or not.
Today, since he had seen another side of Yatong, she spoke directly.
After hearing his words, Song Ling fell silent.
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