However, before he could finish shouting, Song Ling suddenly stopped, turned around, and glanced at him sharply.
All of Song Huihai's words were stuck in his throat by his son's intimidating gaze.
Song Ling lowered his eyes, his expression hidden deep within.
Then he strode away holding Liu Zhiyuan's hand in one hand and holding his bag in the other.
Liu Zhiyuan downstairs was still a little confused.
I was just passively taken away by the man, out of the house, with the door closed, downstairs, and out of the corridor.
A series of movements, as smooth as flowing water.
This is an old community, each house is only six stories high, and there is no green space in the community.
She was even more certain that the uncle was an ordinary person and his family was also ordinary.
She was just being led by him, and she hadn't reacted until they reached the car.
She asked weakly, "Will it be bad to leave like this? Your father seems very angry..."
Song Ling only had two words: "Ignore!"
"Then, we won't get divorced?" Liu Zhiyuan lifted up his delicate little face and asked in a low voice.
"No!" he replied.
Liu Zhiyuan suddenly burst into tears, unable to hide the tears in her eyes.
Tears fell, running down her cheeks onto the back of his hand.
She didn't know why she was crying, but she couldn't help crying.
Facing her father-in-law, she wanted to cry, but she held it back.
But at this moment, listening to his two firm words, she felt that her persistence just now became very meaningful.
Thus, she was moved by a flood of emotions.
The warm touch on the back of Song Ling's hand made him look at her sideways.
When he saw her crying, he opened his arms and hugged her tightly.
Liu Zhiyuan also subconsciously opened her arms and hugged his waist.
Nestling in his arms, venting.
She cried so hard that his cold face softened little by little and he reached out to wipe her tears.
"Did they tie you up?"
Liu Zhiyuan shook her head.
"No."
"Then why are you crying?" A hint of love was clearly revealed in his deep eyes, which were red and bloodshot.
Liu Zhiyuan hugged him and choked up, "Hubby, I don't want a divorce."
"I won't leave!"
She choked again.
"Since you don't want a divorce, I don't want a divorce either. Can we stop arguing? No more cold wars? I don't like cold wars."
She raised her little face.
There was a trembling sincerity in her clear eyes, and she looked at him pitifully.
His heartstrings rippled, and he nodded, "Okay."
"Husband, can you communicate with me properly in the future? Can you please stop yelling at me?" She grabbed his suit and rubbed her tears on his clothes.
Song Ling nodded, "Okay."
"Have you missed me these days?" Liu Zhiyuan bit her pink lips gently, looking very cute.
Song Ling suddenly lost control, the cells in his body became active instantly, and his voice became hoarse.
"I think."
Liu Zhiyuan's tears flowed even more violently.
"I miss you as well.
It’s so lonely to be alone at home, and it’s so cold to sleep alone.
"husband……"
Song Ling lowered his head and could no longer hold back from kissing her red lips, and everything fell silent.
On the balcony upstairs, Song Huihai's body was frozen.
He stared angrily at the two people hugging and kissing downstairs, his deep eyes filled with all kinds of hidden emotions.
Originally, he was thinking about trying to accept Liu Zhiyuan, but now after seeing her, he was unwilling to try to accept her.
He won't.
He hates Liu Zhiyuan.
This complex emotion made him irritable and frowned.
Back in the car, he asked, "Why did you take out the bank card?"
She told Song Huihai what she had said truthfully.
There was a hint of warmth in the corner of Song Ling's eyes, and he rubbed his hair.
"Are you stupid?" Her father completely ignored the small amount of money in her two bank cards.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at him disapprovingly, her eyes firm.
"It's not stupid. I don't think he hates me that much."
Song Ling felt distressed and said in a hoarse voice, "Ignore him."
"But he doesn't like me very much, he hates me!"
"Don't worry about what he thinks!"
"But he will always be your father."
"We are married." He answered arrogantly.
These five words made Liu Zhiyuan feel very happy.
The gloomy and bad mood from a week ago was swept away.
He said they were already married.
Don't care about what the father means, although it is not the son's indifference to his father.
But she could hear that he was protecting her, and he should also care about her.
She remembered the call she had hung up before and asked softly.
"I asked you for help. You got a call, right? So you came here?"
He replied, "Yes."
"Then why didn't you say anything?" she was confused.
"I received your danger signal. Based on the time period and your words, I can conclude that something happened to you downstairs in the community. I must rush back to the community as soon as possible to retrieve the surveillance video so that I can find clues and save you as soon as possible."
Song Ling's tone was still light, but it was obvious that his eyes were full of wisdom.
Liu Zhiyuan once again verified what Xu Su said.
Song Ling has high IQ but low EQ.
It was completely confirmed through her kidnapping.
She thinks that men with low emotional intelligence can be cultivated slowly.
So, like a dewdrop on a lotus leaf in summer, she stretched out her hand and embraced his arm with a pure and beautiful tone.
"Honey, if this happens again in the future, you can calm me down first. In fact, as long as you tell me not to be afraid, you can relieve a lot of my panic. Okay?"
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