He had no opinion on this, but he had other concerns. "My sister-in-law doesn't interact much with the Cheng family. It's fine if she suddenly visits, but I'm afraid it will arouse Du Yuling's suspicion by rashly asking about those past events."
Song Jingcheng's thinking also makes sense.
Cheng Qingya rolled her eyes, patted Chen He's hand, and said, "Then let Madam accompany me."
"Look, Cheng Jinsong broke his hip a few days ago at home. He had a minimally invasive surgery and is resting at home."
"A few days ago, Cheng Yang and Cheng Song went to Song Garden to pay their respects to the old lady, so I took my wife to the Cheng family to visit my uncle. It can be regarded as a courtesy."
"That's a good idea!" Chen He said, "Jingcheng's father had a good relationship with the late Mr. Cheng. Cheng Jinsong has had surgery, so it's only proper for me to visit with a gift."
"Jingcheng, what do you think?"
After thinking for a while, Song Jingcheng said, "Then let's go together. I'll go visit Cheng Jinsong, and you and your sister-in-law will go accompany Du Yuling."
"Then it's settled."
Cheng Qingya sat for a while and then left. Before leaving, she added Chen He on WeChat.
After seeing Cheng Qingya off, Chen He went back to the building to change clothes and prepare to go to the media company to pick up Melody.
Chen He had already chosen the clothes she needed for her outfit, and just as she was taking off her home clothes, Song Jingcheng walked in.
Chen He subconsciously covered her chest, but then felt it was unnecessary, after all, Song Jingcheng had touched and kissed her all over.
"Let me help you put on your clothes." Song Jingcheng put on Chen He's clothes one by one, as if he was dressing a doll.
A light base layer, a cashmere sweater, an oatmeal coat, and then a scarf...
Finally, Song Jingcheng put a pearl brooch on Shen He's chest.
Looking at Chen He with satisfaction, Song Jingcheng praised: "It looks really good, like a beautiful figurine."
Chen He sneered, "You like dressing up as a little princess so much, why don't you work harder and give birth to a little princess with me?"
Song Jingcheng nodded seriously, "I will continue to work hard tonight."
"Goodbye tonight." Chen He opened the display cabinet and took out a small dagger with an exquisite shell, intending to hide it on the back waist of his jeans.
"You're carrying a knife?" Song Jingcheng laughed at her. "So you don't trust Old Ma's abilities?"
"It's better to be prepared." Chen He never fights a battle without preparation.
It's always better to be cautious.
Song Jingcheng took the dagger and pulled out the sharp blade.
Rubbing the blade with his fingertips, Song Jingcheng suddenly said, "My uncle is wrong about one thing. Cheng Yang may not be killing me to inherit the Song family's fortune."
Chen He looked up at his handsome yet cold face, which was so close to him, and asked, "Why is that?"
"My mother is a lunatic, and my life or death is the only weapon that can harm her. I think Cheng Yang must have figured out her weakness, which is why he asked Tulanhua to put a curse on me."
He closed the dagger and inserted it into the back waist of Shen He's jeans.
Song Jingcheng leaned close to Shen He's ear and whispered softly, "My mother is old and doesn't have much time left to live."
"Instead of taking the risk of killing a dying old pervert, it would be better to kill me, cut off the Song family's bloodline, and also cut off Chu Zhi's thoughts."
"This is called once and for all, uprooting the roots!"
Hearing this, Shen He smiled. She cupped Song Jingcheng's cheek with her backhand, raised her head and kissed the corner of his lips before saying, "You can figure out Qing Chengyang's thoughts, which shows that you are not a good person either."
Song Jingcheng smiled, he put his arms around Chen He's waist and lowered his head to kiss her soft lips.
But Chen He pushed her away mercilessly, "Don't smudge my makeup with your kisses."
Song Jingcheng chuckled and kissed her ear instead. As he spoke, his warm breath blew into Chen He's cochlea: "We are brothers, we are connected by blood, and we have a tacit understanding."
Chen He was almost vomiting from nausea.
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