Chapter 167 You are very good at self-admiration

When the real culprit appeared, Xianyu and He Can both widened their eyes, with a look of desire in their eyes.

Oh shit!

There’s melon!

When Lin Chen saw Song Xing's spirit, he was stunned for a moment. He took a step forward, wanting to hug her in his arms, but he only touched the wind that he could not grasp.

His hand passed through her spirit as if it were passing through a cold room filled with cold air.

Lin Chen's expression was dull, he stood there stiffly.

He couldn't control his body and stumbled backwards, his eyes were blank and frustrated, and if you looked closely he seemed a little aggrieved, like a child who had done something wrong, "Ah Xing..."

"Ah Xing, I can already see you, why can't I hug you?"

His eyes were red, and big tears fell down. He stared at Song Xing's eyebrows and eyes carefully, "Ah Xing, I miss you so much."

"I haven't seen you in a long, long time."

Ah Xing refused to enter his dream, and he was really scared.

I was afraid that she would gradually become just an outline in my mind.

I was afraid that I would never be able to remember what she looked like again.

Song Xing's stomach was churning.

She had become a ghost, so logically she shouldn't have this feeling, but for some reason, she just felt extremely disgusted.

Her dark eyes stared coldly at Lin Chen, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips, "Lin Chen, I find that not only do you not understand what people say, you are also very good at pretending."

"You are such a good actor, why don't you just go into the entertainment industry?"

"I find your pretentious behavior both funny and disgusting!"

Lin Chen's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes revealed some hurt, and his voice began to tremble. Song Xing's gaze was too dazzling to him. "Xingxing, don't look at me like that."

"I feel terrible."

He was not a very strong person, and losing Song Xing was enough to almost make him unable to survive.

He couldn't accept her looking at him with such hatred.

Song Xing opened his mouth and said the four words he used to love, "It's none of my business!"

There was a hint of sarcasm in her lips. "If you miss me so much, why don't you come down to see me?"

He was such a good actor, he acted like he was deeply in love with her.

But is this really the case?

If this is true, why didn't she feel any love from him when she was alive?

The sound of rain outside is heard, and distant memories come flooding back...

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On the third day of her marriage to Lin Chen, Song Xing sat on the sofa, hugging a blanket.

The time on the phone has reached two o'clock in the morning, but Lin Chen still seems to have no sign of returning home.

She wiped away her tears and told herself in her heart that it was okay.

She loves Lin Chen, and she is now Lin Chen's wife.

That marriage certificate bound the two of them tightly together.

One day, he will see his own good.

One day, he will fall in love with me.

Song Xing comforted himself in this way.

Before she knew it, she fell asleep on the sofa.

At five o'clock in the morning, she felt someone pick her up.

Accompanied by the sound of light footsteps, Song Xing opened his eyes dazedly.

In an instant, she saw a familiar profile.

Lin Chen lowered his head, his brows still stern.

He met her eyes.

Before Song Xing had time to feel happy or the warmth of the embrace, he was ruthlessly thrown to the ground by him.

The floor is covered with thick carpet, so it shouldn't hurt if you fall.

Song Xing felt as if he was unconscious from the pain.

Lin Chen looked down at her with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, looking superior and cruel, "Song Xing, you have been pretending to be pitiful more and more recently."

"You waited for me on the sofa in the living room until five o'clock. Who were you doing this for? Or did you think that I would feel sorry for you if you did this?"

Song Xing's face turned pale and her lips and teeth trembled. She didn't expect to get such an answer after waiting for so long. She thought Lin Chen was just a little cold. "Achen, you...you misunderstood me."

“I never thought of it that way.”

But after so many years, waiting for him has become a habit engraved in her bones.

To her, he is the moon in the sky, the person she wants to hug in her dreams.

"Misunderstanding?"

Lin Chen looked at her coldly, totally disdainful of her explanation. To be honest, he was too lazy to listen.

"Is it a misunderstanding that you are deliberately trying to marry me? Or is it a misunderstanding that you are deliberately excluding me?"

"Song Xing, I married you because of my grandmother's last wish. Don't take advantage of me!"

The color on Song Xing's face gradually faded, and his frail body was about to fall. "Achen, you have always missed me like this, right?"

"Why do you think I can squeeze out Song Ran?"

As for what he said about her deliberately planning to marry him, Song Xing did not refute it.

Before her mother passed away and before Song Ran came into the Song family, she and Lin Chen had already been engaged.

What's wrong with her trying so hard to marry the person she likes?

Yes, Song Ran and Lin Chen were close, and grandma felt sorry for her legitimate fiancée being marginalized, so before she died, she hoped that Lin Chen would marry her.

However, in Lin Chen's eyes, she was deliberately trying to please grandma, and she used all means to make grandma hate Song Ran.

Otherwise, the person he should marry is actually Song Ran.

Song Xing had blood in his throat and tears were about to flow out of his eyes, but he forced them back.

"Lin Chen, I'm not as smart as you think. Grandma hates Song Ran because she is as unpresentable as her mother. It has nothing to do with me!"

Bang!

The moment she finished speaking, she was slapped hard on the face.

Song Xing looked at him in disbelief.

Lin Chen actually hit her!

He beat her for Song Ran!

"Watch your mouth. Ranran is not someone you can scold."

He stretched out a hand and clamped her chin tightly, his eyes as cold as a knife, "You dare to curse me like this in front of me, I can imagine how vicious you are behind my back!"

"Song Xing, if I hear you scold her again, it won't be as simple as a slap!"

Song Xingmu looked at him blankly without saying a word.

She is not an iron man, and being provoked by such sharp words will also cause cracks in her heart.

However, Lin Chen didn't care what she thought, nor did he bother to care whether she was hurt. He glanced at her coldly and turned away.

Song Xing covered his beaten face, his complexion was pale and his eyes were dull.

When she was waiting for Lin Chen in the living room tonight, her clothes were too thin and she caught a cold.

I had a high fever early the next morning.

Lin Chen was gone early in the morning. The driver took her to the hospital.

In the hospital ward, Song Xing was receiving an IV. He saw the dripping from the bottle and remained silent.

"Hey, isn't this my sister? How come she's already in the hospital after only being married for a few days?"

Song Ran was wearing high heels and a bright tube top dress, and was looking at her with a sweet smile.

It was so cold that her skin was frozen and broke into rashes, but that did not stop her from looking at Song Xing with contempt and ridicule.

Song Xing glanced at her coldly, "As expected, daughters follow in their mother's footsteps. You look a lot like your mother in this outfit."