After marrying as a substitute, the vegetable husband turned out to be passionately in love with her

Chapter 159 I'm Sorry

Song Zhiyi also nodded in agreement.

But the injured man still had no intention of moving, Song Zhiyi could only remind him again:
"Lu Yiwen, the wound needs to be treated first, otherwise it will be infected."

The man remained unmoved, just shook his head, his eyes helpless like a child's.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Zhiyi was patient.

After a while, the man asked, "Can you stop walking?"

The tone was humble like a child begging for candy from her.

Song Zhiyi didn't immediately agree, that was another matter.

However, Lu Yiwen is also stubborn.

"Ah Yi, I'll come out later to discuss things with Ms. Song, and now I'm going to deal with the wound."

Deng Chuanfang, who just came out, didn't know what happened to the two of them, nor did she understand the conversation between them.

But she knew that Lu Yiwen's hole was deep, and it would not be easy if it was not dealt with in time.

Lu Yiwen didn't respond to her words.

He and Song Zhiyi held each other's hands like this, and they were in a stalemate for a moment, and finally Song Zhiyi compromised.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'll just wait here for you to come out."

The man twitched the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

After speaking, he consciously walked towards the kitchen.

Deng Chuanfang followed behind him.

Song Zhiyi sighed, staring at the increasingly chaotic situation.

After Lu Yiwen washed the wound, he took a special look in her direction when he came from the kitchen.

He called her name hoarsely.

Song Zhiyi's heart trembled, and he responded in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"The wound still needs to be disinfected, can you wait for me a little longer?" the man asked tentatively.

"Okay, I won't go."

After hearing the answer, the man nodded and followed Deng Chuanfang to another room with peace of mind.

Deng Chuanfang said that he took out the medicine box at home, and carefully took the medicine with Lu Yiwen.

Lu Yiwen pursed his lips. He had already noticed Deng Chuanfang's change in Song Zhiyi.

The most obvious time is when you first meet.

But he didn't take it to heart at that time, he just thought it was a small problem, and he believed that Aunt Deng would handle her emotions properly.

Because he knew that Song Zhiyi was nervous, before bringing her here, he had told Aunt Deng countless times on the phone, hoping that she would treat Song Zhiyi better.

Even if she doesn't like Song Zhiyi that much, don't make it too obvious, because Song Zhiyi is someone he cares about very much.

However, things have come to this point now.

"Aunt Deng, what did you tell her just now, can you tell me?" Lu Yiwen asked in a low voice, not wanting Song Zhiyi to hear their conversation.

Deng Chuanfang still doesn't think there is a problem with what she did. The little girl Song Zhiyi gets along with her kindly for the time being, but who knows what will happen in the future.

She saw it with her own eyes yesterday. Song Zhiyi yelled at her biological father in public.

She absolutely cannot allow a rebellious girl like Song Zhiyi to stay by Lu Yiwen's side.

"Ah Yi, do you understand that little girl outside?" Deng Chuanfang sighed: "That little girl is a powerful character."

Lu Yiwen didn't understand what Deng Chuanfang really wanted to express, but he said firmly: "I understand very well, we have known each other for many years."

"Aunt Deng, she is Xixi whom I often mentioned when I was a child."

Deng Chuanfang almost lost her footing and was taken aback: "What did you say? She is Xixi? How is that possible?"

"She is. I also knew about it some time ago. I didn't come to tell you." Lu Yiwen explained.

The implication is that no matter whether the little girl outside is Song Zhiyi or Xixi from childhood, she is the only person he has ever been attracted to since he was a child.

Deng Chuanfang sighed, even if she is Xixi, she may not be the Xixi before.

She hoped that Lu Yiwen could understand this truth and not lose her judgment because of the enthusiasm of love.

"But Yi, don't blame Aunt Deng for meddling in your relationship, that little girl outside is really not suitable for you."

"I saw her yelling at her biological father yesterday with my own eyes. You can't marry someone like this who doesn't even respect her own father."

Only then did Lu Yiwen know that Deng Chuanfang had misunderstood, so he could only quickly explain to her to clear up the misunderstanding.

Song Zhiyi was still outside alone, being targeted for no reason, how aggrieved.

So he now needs to deal with this matter immediately.

After listening to Lu Yiwen's words, Deng Chuanfang realized that she had done something wrong.

"Ah Yi, let me go out and apologize to the little girl!" Deng Chuanfang felt sorry.

"I'll explain it to her in a while, Aunt Deng, you don't have to go."

Lu Yiwen stood up and took his hand away from Deng Chuanfang's, not going to put a band-aid on the wound, it would be a waste of time.

"Aunt Deng, we won't stay for dinner tonight. The little girl is sad and needs someone to coax her."

"Okay." Deng Chuanfang also stood up and explained: "You must remember to apologize to Aunt Deng. This is what Aunt Deng did wrong."

"Also, the little girl should be sad because I said you are Xixi. You should find a way to explain it."

Lu Yiwen sighed, and then said yes.

It's all the fallout from him not handling it properly, no one to blame.

Deng Chuanfang stood where she was, looking at Lu Yiwen's back, because she thought of something, she stopped him again.

"Ah Yi, go up and help me take that thing down. The little girl gave me a gift. I like it very much. I also have a gift in return."

Lu Yiwen turned around and confirmed to her, "Is that the one?"

"Yes, after you explain it clearly to her, just give it to her for me!"

"Well, good." Lu Yiwen went out, and Song Zhiyi was sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

Seeing him coming out, she glanced at his hand subconsciously, and then asked, "Have you dealt with it?"

"Not yet." Lu Yiwen squatted down in front of her, and the glass on the ground was kicked away by his shoes.

"Be careful, don't get your feet hurt later."

Lu Yiwen didn't care. He clenched his hands into fists and didn't dare to touch her. He just looked her in the eyes and said sorry to her.

Song Zhiyi's eyes darkened, and the emotions he had finally put together just now were smashed to pieces by his sorry.

She really didn't understand, if what Deng Chuanfang said just now was not true, he didn't need to say sorry at all.

Is what Deng Chuanfang said true?
She was puzzled, and asked with her brows furrowed, "Lu Yiwen, why did you say sorry?"

"Because I made you sad tonight. I'm sorry. It's all because I didn't handle it well. Let's go home and I'll take you back."

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(End of this chapter)