Chapter 42: Mismatch



"Song Ning!"

Fu Xinyi scolded Song Ning harshly.

She had just entered the kitchen to get something when she saw Song Ning suddenly raise his hand and pour the soup basin into Song Wan's hands.

"Song Ning, you really disappoint me!"

"I just thought you were a little willful before! I didn't expect you to be so vicious!"

Fu Xinyi's words were very meaningful, and Song Ning looked at her with a complicated expression.

She had just made up her mind to accept this, that this person would be her mother's man in the future.

So, this is how she thought of her?

Qiao Bo stood up suddenly and subconsciously took a few steps towards Song Ning.

"Medical kit..."

Grandma Song reacted the fastest and immediately pointed at the medicine box and asked Song Rui to get it.

Song Wan spoke quite loudly just now, and all the Song family members were paying attention to her.

From their angle, they could only see Song Wan's back, but Song Wan's position was extremely clever.

There was a glass door just to the right of them, so Song Wan's movements could not be seen clearly from the outside.

However, Song Ning's actions were clearly visible to the Song family through the glass door.

Everyone could see clearly that Song Ning deliberately poured the soup bowl into Song Wan's hand.

Although the others did not scold Song Ning out loud like Fu Xinyi did, they all showed disapproval on their faces.

They all knew Song Ning's temper, and she was totally capable of doing such a thing.

Grandpa Song looked at Song Zhiyuan sharply and asked, "Are you still hesitating?"

Father Song looked at Song Ning with a complicated expression, then nodded with a serious face.

Song Wenbo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at everyone, and spoke slowly.

"Speak slowly!"

"Hurry up and put the child's scalded area under the tap to rinse it..."

Song Wenbo said it was more reliable. His wife was a doctor and he knew some first aid knowledge from her.

"Zifen said that if you get burned, the best thing to do is to rinse with running water..."

"Wanwan... let me see..."

Fu Xinyi didn't bother to blame Song Ning. She bumped past Song Ning and rushed over, grabbed Song Wan's hand and pushed it under the faucet.

Fu Xinyi was in a hurry to leave and was angry, so she lost control of her strength.

Song Ning was knocked off balance and lost control of her body, falling onto the cupboard.

"careful!"

Qiao Bo's heart skipped a beat and he rushed over in three or two steps with his long legs.

Before Song Ning's head hit the cupboard, he reached out and placed his hand on the back of Song Ning's head.

hiss…

The back of Qiao Bo's hand slammed against the cupboard, and blood immediately flowed out.

"Are you okay?"

Qiao Bo didn't bother to look at the injury on his hand. He helped Song Ning up and checked her up and down.

"I'm fine? Your hand..."

Song Ning pulled off Qiao Bo's hand. The corner of the cabinet had hit Qiao Bo's hand, leaving a wound several centimeters deep, and it was bleeding.

"Medical kit..."

Song Ning wanted to find a medicine box to help Qiao Bo with some medicine, but when she saw the medicine box in Qiao Rui's hand, she immediately fell silent...

The medicine box is with Song Wan. If she goes there now, it will definitely not work.

They must all think that she deliberately splashed water on Song Wan's hands, right?

That's right! She is a bit naughty to begin with. She would throw things when she disagrees with something. It's her normal behavior!

They don't believe her, and that's right...

Song Ning smiled self-deprecatingly, she never thought that she, a master of metaphysics, would be framed.

Or the kind that can't be explained even if you open a hundred mouths...

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

Qiao Bo blocked Song Ning's sight without leaving any trace. "This injury only looks scary. It will heal automatically after a while."

"I believe you didn't do it on purpose, stop imagining..."

Qiao Bo touched Song Ning's head with his uninjured hand and whispered to comfort her.

"Do you believe me?"

Song Ning looked up in surprise.

None of her parents and relatives who had raised her for more than ten years believed her. On the contrary, her husband, who had only been with her for a few days, believed her.

Song Ning felt complicated...

"Um!"

Qiao Bo nodded. "Seeing is not necessarily believing. I only believe in my feelings."

"You have no reason to do this."

"What if I did it on purpose?"

Song Ning looked at Qiao Bo stubbornly, "After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that I don't like her, right?"

"You won't!"

Qiao Bo smiled and said, "Whether it was you in the past or you in the present!"

He spoke seriously and confidently, and Song Ning slowly relaxed.

She looked in Fu Xinyi's direction with complicated feelings. Influenced by her original body's memories, her feelings for Fu Xinyi suddenly burst out after meeting Fu Xinyi.

That's why she accepted the Song family's mother and father so quickly and was willing to get along with them.

It is precisely because of these feelings that she feels particularly uncomfortable now.

"Mom... I was just anxious just now..."

Qiao Bo wanted to say a few words for Fu Xinyi, but his words came out dry and unconvincing.

Song Ning withdrew her gaze and slightly curled the corners of her mouth.

Are you in a hurry?

Sometimes people only express their true feelings when they are anxious, right?

Song Ning lowered his head, held Qiao Bo's injured hand with both hands, mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, and silently recited the wound healing spell in his heart.

The blood flow on the back of Qiao Bo's hand slowly slowed down, and gradually became less and less, until finally the wound stopped bleeding.

Qiao Bo looked at his right hand in surprise. He had suffered similar injuries before.

According to his experience, it is difficult to stop the bleeding of this kind of wound without hemostatic drugs. Why did it heal so quickly this time?

What did Song Ning do?

How does she... do it?

Song Ning didn't even look at Song Wan again. She took Qiao Bo's hand and walked out of the kitchen without saying a word.

Grandpa Song and Song Wenbo were the only ones sitting at the table with their eyes straight ahead, while everyone else's eyes were fixed on Song Ning.

"You are as annoying as ever!"

Song Tianheng looked at Song Ning with disgust on his face. He had been at odds with Song Ning since they were young, and when he grew up, he disliked her even more.

"Tian Heng!"

Song Wenbo and Song Zirui spoke at the same time, one gentle and the other stern.

It is said that the eldest brother is like a father. Sometimes Song Zirui is more like a stern father than Song Wenbo.

Song Zirui and Song Tianheng are twins, but one is serious and the other is lively. Not only do they look different, but their personalities are also opposite.

"Ningning, don't take it to heart! He is just an unreasonable guy..."

Song Wenbo glanced at Song Tianheng lightly, and the latter pouted unwillingly and looked away.

"Uncle, I don't care!"

Song Ning looked at Song Tianheng's head with a slight smile on her face, "Brother, you should be careful with your words recently."

"Be careful what you say..."

Song Tianheng's luck was covered with a layer of gray fog. Although this gray fog was not fatal, it was enough to cause him trouble.

Song Ning glanced at Song Wenbo and Song Zirui again. Although they both had good luck, there was a hint of decline in their fortunes.

Presumably, Song Tianheng's affair would also implicate them.

Song Ning figured out that Song Tianheng's troubles all started with a quarrel. His bad mouth always caused trouble.

Song Ning said it on purpose. She knew that the more she said it, the less likely Song Tianheng would listen.

He deserves to be taught a lesson!

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