Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 223 Substitute Marriage: Warlord Marshal VS No. 1 Actress

Song Shenglin walked in, and the identical faces that were illuminated by the lights showed somewhat similar emotions, which were deep and incomprehensible.

Song Shenglin's eyes were loving, and he said to Jason, "Doctor, you don't have to worry about the operation and money arrangements."

Shen Yu was a little embarrassed when he heard this sentence.

Song Ci didn't speak, but followed Shen Yu on the hospital bed, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I overheard it just now."

Jason felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and subconsciously wanted to protect Shen Yu, when he heard the man opposite say, "I have something to say to Shen Yu alone."

Song Ci lingered over Shen Yu's slightly pale lips, and went out with Jason without saying anything.

Sitting on the chair next to him, his back looks very lonely.

……

Song Shenglin was sitting by the bed, rubbing his rough fingers back and forth on his pale face, "Xiao Yu, I want to tell you something..."

Shen Yu was always a bit cowardly when facing Song Shenglin, probably because Song Shenglin's aura was too strong, which made him afraid, "You said..."

"I want to marry you." Song Shenglin continued, his eyebrows burning and sincere: "You don't have to worry about the money, I will take care of your brother, as long as you are willing to marry, I will make you the most beautiful bride in the entire capital .”

The expression on Shen Yu's face froze instantly.

he……

he wants to marry me...

There was a bit of pain in Shen Yu's eyes, he didn't know what to say, but his sister was still waiting for him, what should he do?What should he do?
……

On the day when Shen Yu was discharged from the hospital, Song Ci came to pick him up. Zhou Tairong and Hua'er were also sitting in the car, smiling at Song Ci as if they were watching the excitement.Reaching out to touch Hua'er's head, the little girl obediently pressed against Zhou Tairong's chest and acted like a baby.

Zhou Tairong and Hua'er got married, and now he is his official wife. Song Ci never thought that a playboy like Zhou Tairong would actually marry someone else, not just talking about it.

Zhou Tairong teased Hua'er's chin, looked at Song Ci with a smile and said, "Hua'er, do you know who that person is in front of you?"

Flowers like to stick to Zhou Tairong's body. There is a smell of smoke and high-end cologne mixed with that jasmine tea smell on his body. It was numb, soft like a puddle of water in Zhou Tairong's arms.

"Good girl, the person in front is Grandma Seven, she still hasn't called out to say hello."

Fascinated by Zhou Tairong, Hua'er whispered, "Hua'er has seen Grandma Seven."

All Shen Yu's words were contained in his throat and he couldn't say anything, the eyelashes of his drooping eyes left a shadow on his cheek, hiding the bitterness in his eyes.

Song Ci frowned, not knowing who Zhou Tairong was referring to, and said to Shen Yu, "Don't pay attention to him, he's just crazy."

When getting out of the car, Song Ci helped him down, Shen Yu was weak, and he couldn't walk fast. The sun outside shone down on his porcelain-white face, and he could see the fine fluff on the side of his face falling golden on the bottom of his eyes, which was also soft. .

Song Ci's inconspicuous Adam's apple twitched, and he shifted his gaze. His hoarse voice seemed a bit cold, "My father is waiting for you inside."

He couldn't be indifferent to Shen Yu, so he could only use this method to calm himself down.

Shen Yu nodded, the indifference that touched his eyebrows trembled, and he was inexplicably flustered, thinking of what he had sworn to Song Ci before.

He said that he would not have anything to do with Song Shenglin, but now he is about to become Song Shenglin's seventh concubine, Song Ci's little mother, and in the huge mansion, he can't see up and down...

Shen Yu panicked and reached out to grab Song Ci's clothes, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Song Ci broke his hand away, and repeated: "Go in, my father is waiting for you."

Shen Yu looked at Song Ci's leaving back, felt inexplicably lonely and empty, and went to the front hall in a daze.

Song Shenglin saw someone at the side and brought him in. Zhou Qingying, who was sitting next to her, was so angry that her teeth itch when she saw Shen Yu, but she couldn't lose her temper even though Song Shenglin was here, and sat on the side with a sullen face.

The wives in Song Shenglin's room all came over to make friends with Shen Yu, but it's fine if Shen Yu didn't care about saying hello.

When it was time for dinner, everyone was eating, Shen Yu sat alone on one side, seeing that Song Ci didn't come over there, his eyes felt a little lonely.

Is Song Ci really disappointed in himself...

However, he...

He seemed to be in vain, all he could say was this sentence, I'm so sorry...

"Why only eat a little?"

Song Shenglin put vegetables in his bowl, "Eat more, you've become much thinner during this time."

Shen Yu has no appetite now, so he shook his head and said that he was full. Song Shenglin could sense that Shen Yu was in a bad mood and thought he was worried about his brother.

Although some of them existed, Shen Yu was more of a spur on himself, he left first, he had only been to the Song Mansion twice, and the only thing he remembered was the lotus pavilion in the backyard.

Went there to relax.

Shen Yu asked in his heart whether he regretted agreeing to marry Song Shenglin. He regretted it very much, but he didn't regret it because of his sister. He had already lost his sister once, and he really didn't want to lose her sister a second time...

Shen Qing is still young, she still has a good time and hasn't enjoyed it, and hasn't met someone better, how could he be willing to let her lie in that boundless white ward waiting to die?
……

As soon as Shen Yu walked in, before he could react, he was slapped across the face by Zhou Qingying who came in a hurry, "Hu Meizi, is it the handsome you seduced?"

"Is this the face?"

Shen Yu was tall and thin, and Zhou Qingying couldn't reach him, so it was worth pulling him down by his collar. Seeing this person's appearance, even when he was slapped, he looked so pretty and pure, his teeth were itchy.

"Bitch!"

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