Confused wife is too hot

She lowered her head, not daring to raise her hand to look at her, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, your hand is because of me..."

Song Zhixin suddenly saw Su Xiaoluo, a little caught off guard.Because of Dai Yicheng's relationship, he doesn't have the slightest affection for Su Xiaoluo, but he still has to pretend on the surface that nothing happened, "It's okay, you don't have to blame yourself, any teacher will block the knife for the students."

"But……"

"It's really nothing. If you feel very guilty, then teach me taekwondo to make up for it. Wait for my rehabilitation training to end."

With tears in Su Xiaoluo's eyes, she nodded.

"Also, you must pay attention to safety in the future. I heard that you were besieged by gangsters. They are really hateful."

Su Xiaoluo was startled, it seemed that Song Zhixin didn't know that Song Yanmo ordered her to be besieged.

Either way, knowing too much will bring too much trouble to myself anyway, it is better to be confused and live every day.

"Then I'm leaving. If there is anything you don't understand about the schoolwork, please feel free to harass me." Song Zhixin smiled and left lightly.

At the school gate, Song Yanmo had been waiting for a long time.

In the afternoon, I made an appointment with the hospital for rehabilitation training, so Song Yanmo came to pick her up at the school.

As soon as Song Zhixin got into the car, she found the wound on the corner of Song Yanmo's lips.

"Bro, are you fighting again?"

Song Yanmo turned the steering wheel, "No."

Song Zhixin raised her hand to press, "Then why is the bridge of the nose blue and the corner of the mouth broken?"

Song Yanmo grinned in pain, "Drink too much and fall."

"Liar!" Song Zhixin glared at him, turned her head and said unintentionally: "Su Xiaoluo is also covered in injuries, I really wonder if the two of you started fighting."

The hands holding the steering wheel tightened, Song Yanmo did not miss any traces, "Oh, really?"

"Besieged by gangsters." Song Zhixin just started talking casually, and the two had their own concerns, so they didn't chat.

After the rehabilitation training was over, Song Yanmo sent Song Zhixin back home, and went to the bar to drink a few more drinks. Drowsy, he drove the car uncontrollably to the Dai's mansion.

The window was lit today, and Dai Yimeng's figure could be vaguely seen sitting in front of the window, watching quietly from a distance not too far away. lonely.

But he couldn't go back, he used the worst way to cut off all the escape routes for him and Dai Yimeng.

Youyou sighed, leaning his head on the seat, closing his eyes, the car window was suddenly knocked, and before Song Yanmo could recover, the car door was already opened.

A black shadow rushed towards him, pulled his arm and pulled him out of the car. The black shadow quickly reached out, clasped his wrist, turned back, and pressed him against the rear door.

"Who, who attacked me?"

The black shadow didn't answer, only heard the whistle sound, and four or five people sprang out from the darkness.

The few people had a tacit understanding, and Song Yanmo was considered a tall man, but he was dragged by a few people to the river not far away.

One of them slammed hard, and Song Yanmo slammed into a big tree beside him, the light and shadow flickered in front of his eyes, and several people waved iron bars and approached him.

Immediately afterwards, a stick fell and hit his left leg. Song Yanmo let out a cry of pain, and the second stick fell, and he stretched out his right arm to block it. His bones were almost shattered without the force of the iron stick.

Even if his body was made of iron, it would be crushed by the iron rod, one after another, hitting his left leg one after another.

Are they aimed at his left leg? !

No, if they beat him down like this, his left leg will also be abolished.

The nimble Song Yanmo turned around quickly, swung his left fist in a bluff, the man dodged, Song Yanmo stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the iron rod in the other person's hand at a speed exceeding that of ordinary people.

With a guy in hand, he won't be slaughtered now.

Those people also stopped attacking and confronted Song Yanmo.

"Who are you?"

In the darkness, the leader clapped the iron rod in his hand, "The one who wants your left leg."

The whistling wind rang, and the leader's eyes signaled, and Song Yanmo was trapped in it again. Song Yanmo had no fear, but with one enemy, it would not be so easy to get out of the whole body.

Only fight!

He clenched the iron rod in his hand and swung it vigorously. Not far away, an anxious cry suddenly sounded, "Yanmo..."

It's Dai Yimeng.

That's right, it was Dai Yimeng's voice.

Song Yanmo froze, not noticing the iron rod swung towards him, hitting the back of his head...

Dai Yimeng was distraught by Qian Meiyun's repeated "blind date" bombardment, so overwhelmed by the disturbance, she walked out for a walk to hide.

She was full of thoughts, walked out of the mansion, and suddenly looked up, Song Yanmo's car parked not far away made her think that she must be hallucinating because of her insanity.

But when he approached slowly, he confirmed that it was really Song Yanmo's car, but he couldn't see Song Yanmo.

Why is the car parked here?You can see the window of her room when you raise your head. Did Song Yanmo come here on purpose?for her?

Impossible, this idea was immediately denied by Dai Yimeng as soon as it came up.

Even if it is, maybe it's to see how miserable she is now.

Ruthless and unfeeling is nothing more than that. Although he has nothing to do with Song Yanmo, the feeling that the last glimmer of hope has vanished still makes Dai Yimeng feel a dull pain in his heart.

It's better to go back, if Song Yanmo is standing in front of her for a while, why not face him with what attitude.

Dai Yimeng turned around to leave, but suddenly heard the sound of fighting by the river, turned his gaze, and Dai Yimeng recognized the figure trapped in it as Song Yanmo at a glance.

"Rock ink..."

The anxious call was completely revealing her true feelings, even she herself did not believe that Song Yanmo's safety could still touch her heartstrings.

Without the slightest hesitation, Dai Yimeng's heart almost jumped out of his chest when he saw Song Yanmo get hit with a stick.

When a group of people saw someone running towards this side, the leader gave him a look, and together with his subordinates, they dispersed and disappeared.

Song Yanmo was lying on the ground, the dull pain in his head made his meaning blurred, Dai Yimeng was vaguely seen running towards him, pulled him up with all his strength, and hugged him in his arms.

"Ah! Blood, Yanmo, you are bleeding." Dai Yimeng's palms were sticky, and his voice became harsh and sharp under the panic.

Song Yanmo smiled slightly, not with a disdainful smile, but with satisfaction, the pain was unbearable, his handsome and extraordinary features wrinkled together, "It's okay."

Song Yanmo's breath was weak, and Dai Yimeng was burning with anxiety, "I'll take you to the hospital."

I don't know where the strength came from, but Dai Yimeng dragged Song Yanmo up, put one of his arms on his shoulder, and walked towards the place where he parked.

Let him sit in the co-pilot and help him fasten his seat belt. Dai Yimeng turned the car key and started the car.

Dai Yimeng stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel, drew a drifting arc, and rushed onto the road.

"Song Yanmo, you are not allowed to sleep."

"I don't sleep..."

"Can you chat with me, that..."

Dai Yimeng was in a panic, afraid that Song Yanmo would never wake up after closing his eyes, but he couldn't open his mouth because he wanted to say something.