domesticated vicious dog

Looking at the tall and slender figure in front of him, Su Deng called out uncertainly, "Song Chen?"

Song Chen panted, the delicate fabric of the suit rose and fell with the rise and fall of his chest, his Rakshasa-like gaze swept across the fainted person on the ground, making sure that he would not sneak up again, before turning around, his cold eyes touched her That moment instantly softened.

He stepped forward and looked at her carefully, "Are you all right?"

Su Deng was still in shock and uncertainty about things changing too fast, she nodded.

"Let me go, please let me go..." Chen Yuanping squeezed into the crowd, and what he saw was the scene in front of him - a small woman hugged a fat man in her arms, shouting to make people cry. Dial 120, while his young lady is in the arms of a middle-aged man he has never seen before.

Half an hour later, the hospital.

Su Deng leaned against the railing, took the water glass handed over by Song Chen, and thanked him.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Song Chen asked with concern, his cold moon-like eyes showed worry, "Your lips are so pale."

Su Deng shook his head indifferently, feeling the warmth of his palms, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Song, thank you for today's matter."

"I'll count, this is the fifth time you've said thank you to me, do I look unapproachable?"

Su Deng let out an "ah".

Touching her eyes like a lost deer, Song Chen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, "Otherwise, why do you always distance yourself from me? We are clearly destined, don't we?" His gaze drifted out of the window, The breeze blew his fine and soft sideburns, "Miss Su, what happened today, I just did what a normal person should do, not to mention that the one who needs help is you who have met me several times."

The voice is like a warm mountain spring pouring into the heart, which makes people feel a little charming out of thin air.

Su Deng was a little uneasy. She was about to speak again, but Song Chen looked at her with a smile. The fine lines dancing in the corners of his eyes were like soothing clouds in the sky. They were peaceful and kind, making people unconsciously want to get close, "If my daughter grows up If it is, it should be as old as you."

Su Deng's heart tightened, and he asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Song Chen lowered his brows and eyes, his face was still as warm as jade, like a lake shimmering with golden light under the warm sun, but in those kind eyes, Su Deng felt an unforgettable pain.

"Dead, her mother bled profusely during childbirth, and the fetus was stillborn."

"Then... where is your wife?"

Song Chen shook his head, and there was a sigh on his lips, like an elegy for something that has passed.

Su Deng pursed his lips and apologized in a low voice.

After a while, she felt warm palms caressing the top of her head, and the warm sounds came, blowing away the melancholy in her heart like a breeze sweeping fallen leaves.

"It's none of your business, you don't need to apologize for it. My wife... It is my luck to meet her in this life and have a son and a half with her. Now that she is gone, I have also left with her The land that has been with me for many years, this can be regarded as the angel taking back his pity for me, let me accept the punishment of missing her for the rest of my life."

Su Deng sensed something, "So you stay abroad all year round?"

Song Chen nodded with a smile, "I just returned to China recently, and I came to my hometown to relax. Speaking of which, my son has also transferred to H University. Maybe you will get to know each other if you have the chance."

Su Deng always felt that meeting Song Chen was too coincidental. After hearing these words, she felt relieved and nodded with a smile.

Chen Yuanping, who turned around, coughed lightly, and walked towards the two of them, "The doctor said that Qi Yang's injury was quite serious, with a broken rib, and..." He looked at Su Deng with a complicated expression, "He almost couldn't Humane."

Su Deng curled his lips indifferently, and muttered: "At that time, I could have focused on my strength, this son of a bitch..."

Chen Yuanping wiped off the sweat from the crowd, "Miss, next time you meet this kind of person, just call me, don't be so impulsive again..."

Song Chen also shook his head and said with a smile that she was messing around.

Su Deng stuck out his pink tongue, but saw Gu Mo rushing over in a hurry, "Sister..."

Chen Yuanping bowed and stepped aside.

He panted, and seeing that she was fine, he held the hand that was about to wrap her in his arms in the air, and then retracted it desolately.With a glance, he saw the elegant man behind her, and his eyes froze suddenly.

"Su Deng, what is this?" Song Chen asked.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce, this is my younger brother, Gu Mo." Su Deng said, stepping aside, "This is the uncle who saved me, Mr. Song Chen Song."

The hands of the two were clasped in the air.

"So it's Miss Su's younger brother, but..." Song Chen smiled gently, but his eyes shone with a different light, "Have we met before?"

Gu Mo shook his head politely, his dark eyes were as deep as the night, and the treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth made people feel chills on their backs as if they were staring into the abyss, "Mr. Song is my sister's benefactor, how could I know you? This is the first time we meet, please help me!" care."

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In the dark night of panic, the wind is rumbling.

The man carried a schoolbag on one shoulder, pushed open the door of the villa, stepped on the soft plush carpet, and turned on the light.

In the next second, a slender figure came into view, standing silently like a ghost on the corridor in the distance.

Looking closer, his late but still handsome face is like a Buddha with flowers and a smile, reflecting the color of pious happiness.

In front of him, a huge painting was hung on the wall at the deepest part of the corridor. Three white flowers undressed like a celestial fairy, floating on the thick and colorful canvas.

And that person, rather than looking at the painting, might as well say that he is worshiping the mysterious things in the dark.

The man sneered, turned around and was about to go upstairs with his bag on his back.

The man suddenly said, "I saw her again today."

The man stopped walking up the stairs.

"She looks exactly like her mother. She is so beautiful at such a young age."

The man threw his bag on the sofa, put his hands in his pockets, his brows were no longer indifferent as before, but suddenly sharpened.

"I remember I warned you not to touch her."

The man lowered his head and laughed with a clear voice, "Chang Jin, that's how you talk to your father, isn't it?"

"Song Chen, don't think that I don't know your damn thoughts. I will never let you repeat what happened to her."

Song Chen turned around and looked at his son who was now a little taller than himself. He walked over and straightened the folds of his clothes on his shoulders, "Chang Jin, have you ever thought that you are my seed, we It’s actually a kind of person.”

"And..." He changed the subject and became stern, "Didn't you come to see her as soon as you returned to China? You moved faster than me, so what right do you have to say about me?"

"You watch me." Song Changjin shot him sharply.

Song Chen smiled happily again, and patted him on the shoulder, "Since you want to see her so much, let's see her well in the next six months, but don't let our angel be abducted by others and disappear."

Putting aside the hands above his shoulders, Song Changjin had a weird smile on his face, and upon closer inspection, there was a hint of austerity, "Then you'd better die abroad, or when you come back, she will already be mine."