Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 163
Glancing at Jiang Heng coldly, Li Su asked sarcastically, "Why don't you go with you? What kind of sweet, you still know how to go home? Oh, I forgot, you are going to divorce my cousin and leave the house. Leave it to my cousin too! This should be my cousin's home!"

Jiang Heng's face was very ugly, with a sullen face, but he didn't argue with Li Suwen.

Hearing the movement, Shen Jiajia came out weakly. Seeing this, Su Wen walked towards her quickly, supported her, and complained, "You are so weak, what are you doing out here?"

"Suwen, you go home first, I have something to talk to Jiang Heng alone."

"But..." Su Wen looked worried, and Shen Jiajia squeezed out a weak smile at her, and comforted her: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm thinking about it, and I won't do stupid things anymore. You and Tong But I'm about to get married, and I have a lot of things to do, so go. You are with me, Tong Ran has an opinion. "

"He dares!"

Tong Ran immediately answered, "Don't dare, dare not! Su Wen can stay with her cousin for as long as she wants!"

Li Suwen glanced at Tong Ran, who was very upright, and smiled brilliantly.She was originally born with an extremely rich color, like a graceful peony.

"Cousin, don't be afraid, if someone who doesn't have eyesight dares to bully you! I can't spare him!" Li Su asked in a sharp voice, purposely telling Jiang Heng.

"Well, I know. Let's go, I'll call you if I have something to do."

"OK."

Tong Ran stewed the chicken soup, explained a few words, and then left with an angry Su Wen.

……

Xue Zhongyang was preparing dinner in the kitchen, listening to Song Dezhi's complaints while cooking.

Song Dezhi cursed all the mistresses in the world, and then greeted all eight generations of Jiang Heng's ancestors.

"What's more, come and drink some juice to moisten your throat."

Song Dezhi took a sip of the freshly squeezed orange juice, still panicking, "Why are good women always hurt in this world?"

After drinking a few sips of fruit juice, Song Dezhi helped Xue Zhongyang cut cucumbers. The cucumbers were not cut well, big ones were big and small ones were small.

"..."

"Xue Zhongyang, you won't treat me like Jiang Heng?"

Xue Zhongyang's heart skipped a beat, and he pulled it back and forth, and then it came to him again.He provoked someone, "Of course not!"

Song Dezhi suddenly thought of the text message that Zi Yue sent, which she secretly deleted, and felt guilty.

"That woman didn't bring you a phone, did she?"

"That woman?"

"Ziyue!"

Xue Zhongyang frowned, "We have been divorced for so many years, why is she calling me?"

"Isn't there a daughter between you? This wife can be changed, but the daughter can't be changed. Don't you like that child very much, and you don't want to hear her voice or meet her?" Song Dezhi tentatively , the moment she saw Xue Zhongyang's expression changed several times, her heart flickered, "Ah..." When she was distracted, the knife cut into his hand.

Song Dezhi cut his hand, Xue Zhongyang saw it, and was taken aback by her.

"Why are you so careless?"

Xue Zhongyang grabbed her hand, rinsed off the blood on her hand with pure water, and found a long cut in the hand: "What are you thinking in your heart?"

Song Dezhi was also taken aback when he saw the long cut on his finger.

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.The matter of secretly deleting Xue Zhongyang's text messages is in Song Dezhi's heart, and when Song Dezhi sees Xue Zhongyang again, he always feels guilty for no reason.

If Xue Zhongyang knew that she secretly deleted his text messages, how would he feel?
Will he look down on her in his heart?Not to mention peeking at his text messages, but also deleting the text messages, it's the behavior of a villain.

"What's the matter with you?" Xue Zhongyang also noticed Song Dezhi's gaffe, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's just Qi Jiangheng!"

"Irrelevant people, what are you worrying about?"

Xue Zhongyang took Song Dezhi out of the kitchen, and simply treated the wound.Because of his hand injury, Xiao Zhengchuan didn't wait for a table of hearty meals, only bone soup and fried rice with eggs. Facing such a poor dinner, Xiao Zhengchuan was rather unhappy.

"Hey, I've helped you so much, is this how you want to repay me?"

Song Dezhi raised his gauze-wrapped hand, "Sorry, my hand was hurt."

"you do this delibrately?"

"Stop judging a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart. How about I cut myself a knife in order not to let Xue Zhongyang cook for you? It hurts!" Song Dezhi blew on his fingers.

"Then why did you hurt your hand at this time?"

"Because..." Seeing Xue Zhongyang, Song Dezhi closed his mouth in a timely manner, but she didn't have the courage to tell Xiao Zhengchuan that it was because of her guilty conscience.

Xiao Zhengchuan's sharp eyes caught Song Dezhi's fleeting entanglement when he looked at Xue Zhongyang again. He closed his sharp eyes, lowered his head and ate fried rice without saying anything.

After dinner, Xue Zhongyang went back to his study, Xiao Zhengchuan came over and asked suddenly, "Did you do something shameful?"

Xiao Zhengchuan's eyes locked on Song Dezhi, not letting go of the slightest expression on her face.Song Dezhi avoided Xiao Zhengchuan's eyes, and asked back: "I don't know what you are talking about?"

Throwing the snacks on the table, Song Dezhi stopped watching the variety show.

"How do I feel, are you a guilty conscience?"

"You are the thief!"

Song De went upstairs to Xue Zhongyang's study and found him on the phone.

She had no intention of eavesdropping, but when she heard the name "Zi Yue", she stopped in her tracks.Ziyue called him, what did the two of them say?

Unfortunately, after they finished talking, Xue Zhongyang said: "I see." Then he hung up the phone.Seeing Song Dezhi standing at the door, Xue Zhongyang was slightly stunned, and his expression quickly recovered, "What do you want from me?"

Of course it's fine, but in this situation, it's a bit unjustifiable not to say something, "You go back to Hong Kong first. I took the case of cousin Su Wen, and it will be delayed for a few days."

Song Dezhi thought that Xue Zhongyang would wait for him, but he didn't expect him to say happily, "Okay. It's good for you and Xiao Ze to prepare slowly here. I will return to Hong Kong early tomorrow morning." Don't wait for her?
"Tomorrow morning? So soon?"

Xue Zhongyang came over, took her injured hand, saw her fingers wrapped in gauze, and said helplessly, "I've been here for a week. Originally, I only took one day to leave!"

"I see."

"Your hand is injured. Remember not to touch water these few days. Don't eat spicy things. Remember to take anti-inflammatory drugs. I don't know if the wound is infected. In fact, you should go to the hospital to see if you don't want to."

Song Dezhi was speechless, "Who cut vegetables and broke his fingers, and even went to the hospital! Make a fuss over a molehill!"

"There's nothing wrong with being cautious!"

Feeling deeply disappointed, Song Dezhi forcefully forced a smile, and replied, "I'll see you off tomorrow!"

"No, there's a driver! Get more sleep." His fingertips brushed across the blue under her eyes, "Why can't the dark circles disappear!"

"It's not because of you! I can't sleep at night!"

Xue Zhongyang understood the complaint in her words, pinched her cheek, and joked, "I'm leaving, you sleep hard! But..." The conversation changed, "I'm leaving, I don't know when I can come back , you are going to feed me tonight!"

Feed him?
Song Dezhi's eyes showed horror, so she must die on the bed? !
"No! I'm hurt!"

"It's just a broken finger! The bottom is not broken!"

"The bottom is also worn out!"

"Really? Let me see..."

Song Dezhi: ...

……

After Xue Zhongyang left, Song Dezhi was still secretly happy, thinking that she could finally sleep until dawn, but unexpectedly she suffered from insomnia.

When I was sleeping at night, I put my cold hands and feet on Xue Zhongyang's body, and it quickly warmed up. When my hands and feet were hot, my whole body felt comfortable, and it was natural to sleep well.Without Xue Zhongyang's naturally constant temperature heater, Song Dezhi felt that the night was colder.

She misses Xue Zhongyang.

"Come on, have some pig's trotter soup!"

Li Suwen made soup for Shen Jiajia and brought it over for Shen Jiajia to drink every day. Shen Jiajia finally looked rosy.

Shen Jiajia drank a bowl of soup, and said apologetically to Su Wen, "I'm already cured, you don't have to come every day."

"I'm here on the way, so I won't delay!" Li Suwen picked up the bowl and filled another half of it for her: "Drink another half of the bowl."

"Are you going to raise me into a pig? Really enough."

"I'm afraid that you will fall to the root of the disease. At this time, there is nothing wrong with eating more nourishing food."

Su Wen looked at Shen Jiajia who looked much better, and asked cautiously: "How do you plan to tell the two elders about you and Jiang Heng?"

"My dad is in poor health. I don't want to worry him about me. Just keep it a secret for as long as you can."

"Alright."

"Lawyer Song, the divorce between Jiang Heng and I is going to bother you so much." Shen Jiajia said suddenly to Song Dezhi who had been silent all this time.

"Ah?" Song Dezhi was distracted just now, she glanced at Shen Jiajia apologetically, and said, "Excuse me, what did you just say?"

"Hey, Xue Zhongyang has only been away for a few days, and you are suffering from lovesickness? You are out of your mind all day long, and you are useless!" Li Su asked a lesson.

"How could I!" Song Dezhi said with a guilty conscience, "Didn't I just think about Jiajia's case?"

"You lied to a ghost!"

"Lawyer Song, is your husband busy all day too?"

"Well, I'm very busy." Song Dezhi explained for Xue Zhongyang in a considerate manner: "The Xue family has a big business, and there are so many things to worry about. I saw him working hard, thinking that my son and I are also planning to settle in Hong Kong. They didn’t let him run at both ends.”

"Before Jiang Heng had an affair, he was always very busy. He was so busy that he didn't have time to go home for dinner. He was so busy that he didn't have time to go home for dinner. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to connect to my phone..." Shen Jiajia suddenly had an embarrassment Said.

Li Suwen held Shen Jiajia's hand and comforted him, "Cousin, that kind of man is not worth your sorrow."

(End of this chapter)