Chapter 113 Chapter 113
Outside the door was his underground lover, An Wenwen.

"What's wrong?" Song Yi asked softly, maintaining his usual elegant personality.

An Wenwen didn't give him a chance, so she slapped him across the face.

She has a straightforward personality and doesn't like to be twisted and twisted, so she slapped Song Yi as soon as she entered the door.

"Song Yi, you are the scum of the scum, I am stupid to believe your nonsense, and want to date you!" Her chest heaved, as if she was extremely angry.

Those photos, those words, all told her.

Song Yi is a king of the sea, and she is just a small fish in his fish pond, waiting for him to fish out and eat when he is in a good mood.

Anyone who is a bit arrogant will not accept this fact.

So when she saw this face again and felt his gentle and calm attitude again, her chest felt like it was burning.

An Wenwen used [-]% of her strength to strike, Song Yi was thrown to the ground by the slap, and a red mark appeared on her face in an instant.

She rummaged through her handbag and found a lipstick.

"This is the lipstick you gave me. My sister will return it to you now. From now on, we will owe each other nothing. If you want to tease whomever you like, sister will not accompany you!"

Song Yi rubbed her burning face and wanted to talk, but An Wenwen had already left in her high heels.

He leaned on the door frame and stood up, looking gloomy.

He knew very well how much An Wenwen's mind was. She was straightforward, and she said what she said and said what she said, and her manager had to spend his brains to help her set up a straightforward personality.

She would come to her door, probably because someone sent her a message.

"As soon as I came out, I saw you being slapped. It's interesting." The woman brushed her long wavy hair with a lazy and casual expression.

"Let my sister watch a joke." He tidied his hair on his forehead, not annoyed.

She is not angry.

She can also understand this kind of thing about building fish ponds and hitting fish fins.

She is willing to be with Song Yi only because she likes Song Yi's obedience and gentleness. As for how many women Song Yi finds behind her back, she doesn't care.

She sat on the sofa, hooked her hands together, "Come here."

Song Yi sat obediently beside her, and obediently turned her head.

Under the dim light, the woman's eyes were unclear.

The next day.

Song Family Villa.

It was raining outside, and the sky was gray, which made people have no desire to go out.

Song Mo was learning how to hook a scarf in front of the tutorial, when suddenly he heard a servant outside screaming.

She threw away her needlework and walked out the door, "What's the matter?"

"Second Miss, Second Miss, Eldest Young Master, he...he..." The servant's face was pale, and he pointed his fingers in one direction, trembling uncontrollably.

Song Mo followed her fingers, saw the situation clearly, and was also taken aback.

At this time, Song Yi was lying on the ground, and the exposed skin gradually showed marble patterns.

From a distance, it looks like a person slowly turning into stone.

"Pull him into the house." Song Mo walked over and helped him up.

The servant was also frightened at first, but seeing his young lady helping him up, he didn't dare to tremble by himself.

The two helped Song Yi into the house.

Song Mo took the phone, took a photo and sent it to Fang Xing.

She always felt that the accident that happened to Song Yi was unusual, and it was probably related to the supernatural being.

Although with Song Yi's usual behavior, he would be plotted and blamed himself, but no matter how much he deserved to die, he didn't deserve to die in the Song family.

"Go get a towel and wipe off all the water on his body." Song Mo directed the servant, "Someone move the young master to the sofa."

Fang Xing's studio.

Su Huaisheng put down his luggage and threw himself on Fang Xing, "Brother Xingzi, why are you injured? Mommy loves you..."

Seeing someone rubbing his nose and tears against his clothes, Fang Xing resisted the desire to kick someone, and gritted his teeth.

"Don't talk nonsense, treat me."

Su Huaisheng obediently untied the gauze on his fingers, supported it with both hands, and closed his eyes.

"Longevity" can heal all wounds, as long as they are not finely cut into scorpions, they can be restored to their original state.But the longer the wound is separated, the more painful it will be during the treatment.

Fang Xing gritted his teeth and endured it.

After 5 minutes, Su Huaisheng let go, "It's done."

"Pack up your things, let's go to Song's house." As soon as he healed his hand, Fang Xing went upstairs to change clothes.

"Going to propose marriage?" Su Huaisheng's CP brain suddenly broke out.

Fang Xing slapped her forehead hard, "A new supernatural user has appeared."

"Oh, oh." Su Huaisheng covered his head and went back to clean up.

After waiting in the villa for 10 minutes, Song Mo finally got someone.

Fang Xing led the people into the door, "How is Song Yi?"

"On the sofa, before you came, I didn't let other people move." Song Mo said the situation, "At 29:[-] this morning, when he came back, he was fine. fall."

She led the people into the living room.

Without saying a word, Su Huaisheng stepped forward and untied Song Yi's clothes.

On the bare skin, large marble patterns emerged, looking like it had turned into stone.

"What are you doing?" Song Qi had practiced the piano, went downstairs, and saw this scene.

"Sorry, Miss, the investigation team of the Institute of Non-Scientific Phenomena, received a report and wants to investigate what happened to your brother. I hope you and your family can cooperate." Fang Xing showed his ID.

There was not much expression on his face, but his voice was a little softer.

Song Qi was fascinated by this handsome man who didn't know where he came from, and stepped aside obediently, a little curious.

After seeing the person on the sofa clearly, she was suddenly at a loss.

She and Song Yi are half-brothers and sisters, although she also looks down on some of Song Yi's behaviors, but for the sake of siblings, she always cares about this brother.

Seeing someone so expensive now makes her feel uncomfortable too.

"Well, Brother Fang, what's wrong with my brother?" She looked at the pieces of marble pattern and was terrified.

Su Huaisheng raised his head, "It's okay, it's fatal, he's not dead, send him to the hospital for observation for a few days, study the situation before treating him."

She checked and found that Song Yi was unconscious, but luckily her heartbeat and breathing were still there, and she was saved.

"you--"

"Professional medical personnel will come to take him away later. We will take good care of the patient during the treatment. Please don't worry about the family members." Fang Xing simply translated Su Huaisheng's words.

"Is that so?" Song Qi thought purely, "Then I'll go and tell Mom."

As soon as she turned around and wanted to go upstairs, Xu Piao appeared in the living room.

"What's wrong? It's so lively." When Xu Piao saw the person on the sofa, his heart trembled.

Song Yi's unconscious appearance made her feel distressed.

Song Yi is different from Song Qi. Song Yi accompanied her through the difficult days of divorce and remarriage. Compared with Song Qi who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, she cherishes this son more.

 //Ge: This chapter is the chapter where the scumbag Song goes offline. Of course, with this pigeon's routine, he won't be let off so easily.

  
 
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