Liu Zhiyuan held Song Ling's arm, and Yatong walked on the other side of Song Ling. The three of them walked casually, chatting as they walked.
Of course, it was mainly Liu Zhiyuan and Yatong chatting.
As for the content of the chat, it sounds correct to others.
Only the two of them understood the profound meaning of it.
As they walked, Yatong said she wanted to go to the milk tea shop across the street to drink milk tea.
The three of them went to the milk tea shop opposite the hospital together.
Ya Tong suddenly pointed to the nearby parking lot and said, "Sister-in-law, do you know the person in the car? That person has been looking at you?"
Liu Zhiyuan followed her gaze and saw Duan Zichen sitting in the car.
She frowned.
Yatong went through so much trouble today, right? She just found Duan Zichen disgusting. I just don't know when she and Duan Zichen hooked up.
Otherwise, how could Duan Zichen appear here by such a coincidence?
Song Ling frowned sensitively. Because he couldn't see, he asked in a deep voice, "Who?"
Before Liu Zhiyuan answered, Yatong took the initiative to provide Duan Zichen's license plate number.
When Song Ling found out Duan Zichen's license plate number, his face immediately fell.
Before Liu Zhiyuan had time to coax him, he saw Duan Zichen get out of the car and come straight over.
Duan Zichen is as gentleman as ever.
"Xiao Yuan, are you okay? After I saved you last time, you were in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital. I haven't seen you since then. Are you okay?"
Liu Zhiyuan was innocent anyway. She had no feelings for Duan Zichen, so she just said coldly, "I'm fine. As long as you stay away from my life, I'll be fine."
These words are a bit harsh when spoken.
Duan Zichen was not angry at all, he just looked at her seriously.
"Yes, Xiaoyuan. You were wronged when Pei Xiaoxiao was murdered last time. I know it wasn't you, and I believe you. I always believe you. But unfortunately, my mother kept it from me. When I rushed to the police station, you had already been taken away."
He said these words very firmly, which made Song Ling feel disgusted.
What do you mean by I believe you, I always believe you?
Did he also rush to the police station?
Liu Zhiyuan saw Song Ling's gloomy face and quickly interrupted him.
"Come on, Duan Zichen, I don't need you to believe me. I've already made it clear to you. Please make way."
Duan Zichen was blocked in front of her and said helplessly,
"Xiao Yuan, we don't have to become enemies after breaking up. I'm greeting you now as a friend. I also heard that your husband had an accident and became blind. If there's anything I can do for you in the future..."
Song Ling not only had a gloomy face, but also a frown. The veins on his forehead were bulging.
His eyes were blind, and his self-esteem was even more sensitive. Especially in front of his love rival, he always wanted to know whether Liu Zhiyuan thought he was inferior to Duan Zichen.
Duan Zichen's remarks undoubtedly hurt his self-esteem.
Liu Zhiyuan immediately shouted calmly, "Duan Zichen, shut up!"
She angrily pulled Duan Zichen aside and sternly warned him,
"Duan Zichen, what do you mean? Don't think I don't understand what you mean. You're saying this to provoke my husband, right? I'm telling you, my husband's self-esteem is something I've carefully protected. If you dare to hurt him again, I won't be polite to you!"
Duan Zichen's eyes dodged slightly: "Xiao Yuan, you misunderstood. I really want to help you."
Liu Zhiyuan mocked in a deep voice, "Duan Zichen, a brain is a good thing. I hope you can have one too."
Song Ling couldn't see, and there was no Liu Zhiyuan beside him. His face was as dark as ink.
Yatong was like watching a wonderful performance. Seeing Brother Ling so angry, she finally got a little comfort from her previous grievances and humiliation.
Song Ling had no sense of direction, but was very angry. He could only take a step instinctively and walked to the main road.
Ya Tong reacted and was shocked, "Brother Ling, don't run. It's very dangerous there."
Song Ling only felt that his male dignity was challenged, so how could he listen to Ya Tong?
He could only move forward instinctively, and Yatong stepped forward to hold him back.
He shook her arm off, and then his face sank coldly: "Did you do this on purpose?"
He has a high IQ and after going through all this, he has come to believe what Liu Zhiyuan said before.
In addition, today Yatong tried her best to invite them to go downstairs for a walk, and then met Duan Zichen. He had to suspect that all this was Yatong's intention.
Ya Tong took a step back and hurriedly explained in panic: "Brother Ling, this is none of my business. How did I know I would meet my sister-in-law's ex-boyfriend here? This is really none of my business!"
Song Ling was very angry, but he certainly wasn't angry at Liu Zhiyuan. Because Liu Zhiyuan's rejection of Duan Zichen was obvious, he was angry at himself.
If it weren't for my eyes, I wouldn't feel inferior in front of Duan Zichen.
Damn, he had no sense of direction.
I can only be furious.
When Liu Zhiyuan found that the man had walked to the middle of the road, she was horrified: "Husband, don't move! Be careful! It's dangerous!"
Yatong saw Song Ling was very close to the traffic and was so scared that she didn't dare to rush forward: "Brother Ling, be careful!"
Song Ling, throw her off again. This time, the force was too great, and Ya Tong was thrown several meters away.
Yatong crashed into the front of a moving truck, injuring her back. She sat on the ground and cried. "It hurts so much, it hurts so much..."
She began to bleed, and she cried out in pain: "Brother Ling, it hurts..."
The surrounding traffic stopped instantly.
Liu Zhiyuan rushed forward and immediately pulled Song Ling to a safe area.
Because of the accident, traffic was jammed and horns were honking all around.
Song Ling found the voice particularly harsh. He frowned and shook his head slightly.
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