Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 53
Song Yiyan heard the words, and his face turned bad.

Because she was raped by Zhuoyue many years ago, and two days ago, he saw the humiliating and embarrassing scene when she was auctioned.It doesn't matter to her whether they are married or not, and she will not be so narcissistic that she thinks that Jin Mingheng will really continue to accept her as his fiancée.

Some men are like this, they can play wildly outside, like a pig and a horse, but they want their wives to be pure.Even if you are not pure, you cannot bring yourself shame.And the way she was auctioned off in that guild hall that night was the greatest shame of a man.

She has no relationship with him at all, and she only talked about the relationship of mutual use at the beginning.So it is not easy for him to save himself, and it is reasonable for him to abandon himself now.

It doesn't matter what happens to her, but she can't let her sister fall into it.The Jin family is a vortex, and Jin Mingheng is even more a vortex, so she must cut off any little affection her sister has for him.

"Thank you Jin Shao for speaking bluntly, we are with each other." Song Yishen said and turned to leave.

Think she is dirty?
Jin Mingheng didn't know how many women he had played with!
The corners of Jin Mingheng's lips curled up, not angry, but just wiped his own lips, feeling that he seemed to be more picky, and still liked the taste of Song Ningjiu.

Song Ningjiu went downstairs in one breath, still repeating the picture of their kissing in his mind, and his heart became more and more chaotic.I just want to get out of here, get away from the place where those two people smell.

Opening the door of the villa, the bodyguard standing at the door suddenly turned around with a gun raised, his face expressionless, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at her, which made her jump.

"Miss Song?" When they saw it was her, their expressions relaxed obviously.

Song Ningjiu nodded slightly.

"Miss Song, what's the matter?" The two asked when they saw that her expression was not good.

"I want to go out for a walk." She replied absent-mindedly, and it was only after she finished speaking that she realized that she might not be able to go out.

Sure enough, both of them looked embarrassed when they heard the words, and said, "Miss Song, it's very dangerous outside now."

Song Ningjiu didn't make things difficult for them, she was more concerned about her own safety, so she nodded, turned her head and walked back.

He couldn't go out, and he didn't want to face his sister or Jin Mingheng, so he sat on the sofa in the living room.Because she was afraid of being hit, even the curtains were drawn tightly, and she couldn't see a ray of light outside, which made her even more upset.

"Miss Song, do you need anything?" The servant saw her taking off her shoes and sitting there with her legs bent, looking a little worried, so she came over and asked.

Song Ningjiu smiled kindly at her, then shook her head.

Although the servant didn't see what happened today, he also heard about it, so he thought she was frightened.But that was not something their servants could care about, so they withdrew.

Song Ning sat there for a long time, until a long time later, footsteps were heard on the stairs.The voice was so soft that she didn't seem to hear it.Until Song Ningjiu came to her side, put his hand on her arm and sat down.

Song Ningjiu raised her head from her buried arms and saw her sister.He just stared blankly, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Song Yimo asked with concern.

Song Ningjiu shook her head, then reached out and hugged her.Hugging tightly, her elder sister, the elder sister who loved her the most since she was a child.After her grandmother passed away, her sister has always been the closest person to her.When her thoughts are chaotic, she only wants to get some relief from her.

Even if her chaos was about her, even if her chaos was deliberately brought to her by Song Yishun.

Song Yishun didn't intend to hurt her, and felt sad to see such a younger sister. He patted her on the back and comforted her silently.

Song Ning lay in her sister's arms for a long time, and finally calmed down.

At this time, some hurried footsteps came from upstairs, following the footsteps from top to bottom, the people guarding Jin Mingheng had also appeared downstairs, and stopped when they saw them.

"What's the matter?" Song Ningjiu let go of her sister, looked at his slightly dignified face and asked.

"Jin Shao has a high fever." The man replied.

Surprise flashed in Song Ningjiu's eyes, but soon he remembered what the doctor told him, so he immediately calmed down and said, "Call the doctor right away." After saying that, he quickly walked upstairs.

Her movements were quick, and he didn't think much of it at all. Song Yimo instinctively wanted to hold her hand, but he was still a step late, and his palm was empty. He only watched his sister's figure quickly disappear around the corner of the stairs.

Song Ningjiu went upstairs quickly, but there was still no one guarding the door of Jin Mingheng's room, so he pushed the door open and went in, only to find him still lying on that bed.

Under the fuchsia bed, his complexion was already fair, really handsome like a monster, even though he was only sick.She also had no intention of admiring his beauty, so she reached out and touched his forehead, the temperature was really hot.

"Jin Mingheng, Jin Mingheng." She shouted anxiously and patted his face twice.

Jin Mingheng didn't respond, and his usually red lips didn't have a trace of blood, and he looked as if he was in a coma.Song Ningjiu frowned, turned around and got some ice cubes, wrapped them in a towel to cool him down.

The doctor also came over quickly, took Jin Mingheng's temperature, determined that he had a high fever caused by an inflammation of the wound, gave him a fever-reducing injection, and then told Song Ningjiu to take good care of him, otherwise his condition would be dangerous if he got a fever.

Song Ningjiu also knew that although there were doctors here, it was not a hospital after all.Although Jin Mingheng's life is not in danger, the injury is not considered light, and this injury can be regarded as saving his own injury, so he is more careful.

Although he had been given antipyretic injections, the medicine couldn't take effect so quickly, and his body wrapped under the quilt began to shiver from the cold.Song Ningjiu found two quilts to cover him, but it still didn't seem to work.

He may have been confused by fever, his lips were trembling all the time, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear clearly.

Song Ningjiu poured a glass of warm water and put it on the bedside, then patted his face and shouted: "Jin Mingheng, Jin Mingheng, get up and drink some water."

Jin Mingheng didn't respond at all.

Looking at his delicate face for a long time, Song Ningjiu had the impression that he was not only high-spirited, but also always arrogant and domineering. When has he ever seen such a fragile appearance?It's really fragile, he hesitated to touch his face with his hand, and just touched his fingertips, he suddenly grabbed his wrist, which made Song Ningjiu jump.

She thought he had woken up, but she fixed her eyes and saw that his eyes were still tightly closed, and the long and dense black eyelashes left a shadow under the eyelids.She thinks it is probably longer than a woman's eyelashes.

"Xiao Jiuer...Xiao Jiuer..." His hoarse and eager voice brought her back to her senses.

Song Ningjiu found that he still didn't wake up, but he didn't know what he dreamed about, so he held her hand very tightly and with great strength.And although the voice was eager and full of emotion, it was not like the usual tone that called her always lightly.

(End of this chapter)