Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 557 Desperate Strike (1)
"That's it." Yu Jian put down the pen in his hand and glanced at his watch, "Then I'll be there in four or ten minutes."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Song Qinghua hung up the phone, and through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see the sprouting agarwood tree in the courtyard.

Ten minutes later, a black car stopped outside the villa.Yu Jian pushed open the car door and walked down, raised his foot and stepped in front of the iron gate, his eyes couldn't help but move.

Aunt Yan stood outside the gate to meet him, and when she saw him appear, she immediately brought him in enthusiastically, "Mr. Yu, go this way, my wife is waiting for you in the living room."

Yu Jian nodded and walked in after Aunt Yan.In fact, there is no need for Aunt Yan to lead the way. The plants and trees here do not seem to have changed much.

Before entering the living room, Yu Jian raised his eyebrows and saw the agarwood tree in the courtyard, the corners of his eyes suddenly sank.

"You're here." Song Qinghua stood in front of the tall steps with a gentle smile on his lips.

Yu Jian turned his head when he heard the sound, the sun fell on Song Qinghua's shoulders, imprinting the smile on the corner of her mouth, this scene was so familiar. On the day 30 years ago, when he stepped here for the first time, Song Qinghua also stood there, greeting her with a smile.

"Come in." Song Qinghua turned around on his own initiative, and ordered the servants to prepare the refreshments.After a while, Aunt Yan led everyone back away, consciously not letting anyone come over to disturb them.

"sit."

Song Qinghua sat on the sofa in the living room, pointing to the opposite position.

Yu Jian thanked her and sat opposite her.

"This tea cake is delicious, try it." Song Qinghua pushed an exquisite porcelain plate in front of him, and Yu Jian frowned subconsciously.

Taking a sip of the tea, Song Qinghua smiled and said, "Mr. Yu, don't you want to try it?"

Yu Jian chuckled, slowly picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.Song Qinghua stared at his expression, and could clearly see Yu Jian's frown instantly after he put the tea cake into his mouth.

This expression shows that he doesn't like it.

Song Qinghua lowered his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth restrained.She likes to eat this kind of tea cake, but Jian Huai has always disliked it.

"Tsinghua, didn't you say that you have a house to recommend to me?" Yu Jian took a sip of tea, and then he let go of his frowning brows.He subconsciously pushed the tea cake in front of him away, and the movement of rejection was obvious.

"My friend has left me the key, I'll go get it." While talking, Song Qinghua touched the tea bowl on the coffee table when he got up, and all the tea was spilled on her body.

"Well!"

Song Qinghua sat down clutching his calf, Yu Jian got up and looked over, "Are you all right?"

"It's nothing." Song Qinghua smiled and shook his head, his calf was obviously scalded by the tea, and it was a little red.

"Or you can go and get the key by yourself, it's in the study." Song Aiyu bent down and said casually.

Yu Jian didn't think too much, seeing that her calf was not serious, he turned around instinctively and walked towards the study.He crossed the living room corridor and turned into the first room on the left.

Song Qinghua sat on the sofa, fixedly watched Yu Jian walk into the study with familiar steps, closed his eyes lightly, and kicked.

Sure enough it was him!

Pushing open the door, the spacious study room is just as it was in the past.This is Song Rufeng's study room, the place Jian Huaiyi remembers most deeply. Back then, Song Rufeng taught him many things patiently and meticulously here.

His thoughts were moved for a moment, and after Yu Jian came back to his senses, he immediately walked to the desk.He searched along the table, but didn't see the so-called key Song Qinghua said.

Yu Jian opened the desk drawer again, but he still couldn't find the key.

Suddenly, Yu Jian suddenly thought of something.He turned around stiffly, and suddenly saw Song Qinghua standing outside the door.

"President Yu."

Song Qinghua's lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were shining on the man opposite, "I really never thought that you would be able to find my study by familiar ways when you came to my house for the first time?!"

Looking at the seemingly unfamiliar face in front of him, Song Qinghua's eyes darkened, "Who are you?"

At this time, Yu Jian realized that this was a trap, and it was Song Qinghua who deliberately tried to trap him.He is here now, no matter how much he can quibble, he can't find any reason.

Slowly tightening his hands hanging by his side, Song Qinghua raised his head and stared at the man opposite, but couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, "You are Jian Huaiyi."

Yu Jian's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and after hearing her words, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, "Long time no see."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

These four words were like four sharp knives, piercing Song Qinghua's heart fiercely. She couldn't help shaking her shoulders slightly, staring at the man in front of her and questioning, "Are you not dead?"

"I'm not dead, are you disappointed?!" Yu Jian sneered, his hoarse voice tensed.

Song Qinghua stared fixedly at the person in front of him, no matter what, he couldn't believe that Yu Jian was Jian Huaiyi, and Jian Huaiyi was not dead at the beginning.If Jian Huai also did not die, then the illusion of more than 20 years must be her father's concealment from her.

"Father conspired with you to lie to me." Song Qinghua's face was sullen, and the anger in his heart was boiling.

Yu Jian shook his head, and said: "Later, the nursing home I was sent abroad caught fire, and I disappeared after the fire. Dad should look for me again."

"Then why did you come back today?"

Hearing her question, the look in Yu Jian's eyes turned cold instantly, "Although the fire in the nursing home didn't burn me to death, I was in a coma for a long time because of that fire, and it was a few years later when I woke up. .In the long days that followed, what I remember most is the companionship of drugs."

After a pause, he turned his head, his sharp eyes fell on Song Qinghua's face, and asked, "Do you know how many surgeries I have had on my current face?"

Song Qinghua's heart was suffocated, and he took a step back subconsciously.

"Are you afraid?" Yu Jian chuckled, and pressed forward step by step in front of her.

With raised eyes, Song Qinghua carefully scrutinized this face. She couldn't see any flaws, as if this face was born so perfect.But she knew in her heart that there was no similarity between Jian Huaiyi back then and this face now.

"The strength that supports me to survive is my daughter." Yu Jian squinted his eyes, with a dark smile on the corner of his mouth, "I should be grateful to this face for allowing me to have the wealth I have today."

He raised his hand to touch his sharp cheeks, and said with a light smile, "In order to make it less scary, I can only try my best to make money, find the best hospital and the best doctor in the world."

"You..." Song Qinghua's eyes moved.Being sent to the operating table time and time again, suffering skin-cutting pain again and again, and facing changes in appearance time and time again, that kind of torture and blow is really chilling.

"Song Qinghua!"

Yu Jian narrowed his eyes, and said with gloomy eyes: "You not only want me to die, but even changed your daughter, you hate me so much, you wish you would abandon everything related to me, don't you?"

(End of this chapter)