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The room is brightly lit. Because there is only one big bed in the room, it is more spacious.

Song Tingchen stood by the bed and stared at Qin Youle. Qin Youle's originally small face is now thinner and angular. Song Tingchen was even stunned when he picked her up just now, but Qin Youle lost a lot in more than a month. If she wasn't with Qin Huai, song Tingchen would even doubt whether she had no food outside.

"President song!" Huang Zhiming came in with a bowl of porridge. He whispered, "it's going to dawn soon. You should have a rest."

Song Tingchen glanced at the light white porridge and shook his head: "I have no appetite."

"You're going to burn out these days. Fortunately, madam, there's nothing serious. Otherwise, you can lie down for a while and sleep for a while. " Seeing that song Tingchen's dark circles are comparable to pandas, Huang Zhiming said anxiously, "the next situation is more complex. If you don't have a healthy body, Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin are likely to be killed."

Song Tingchen turned to look at Huang Zhiming. They looked at each other for three seconds. Song Tingchen reached out and took the white porridge in Huang Zhiming's hand. He didn't want to eat it and had to force him to eat it. The next days were really much harder.

"Is it safe here for the time being?" After a few mouthfuls of porridge, song Tingchen and Huang Zhiming quit the room. Qin Youle slept soundly and would not wake up for a while.

"We changed several cars on the way. We shouldn't be able to find it here for a while." Huang Zhiming nodded, "moreover, although it belongs to s City, it is actually closer to I city. I don't think Mo Xiong will find it here."

"Will the people here feel strange?" Song Tingchen looked out of the window. It was already dawn. He could vaguely see the big tree with all its leaves outside the yard.

"No." Huang Zhiming explained, "we investigated here because the ecological environment here is good. In recent years, city people have been buying houses here as vacation houses, so it should not be a problem to live for a period of time. "

Song Tingchen nodded.

Seeing that song Tingchen was still worried, Huang Zhiming asked suspiciously, "President song, are you still worried..."

Song Tingchen was silent.

"Do you think Dong song will continue to hunt down his wife and Mr. Qin?" Huang Zhiming said puzzled, "I really don't understand. It was more than 20 years ago. Why should Song Dong pursue it like this?"

Song Tingchen touched his chin and didn't speak. He still doesn't know how many disputes Qinhuai and song Lixian have, but from Qinhuai's eyes, he can see that things should be very complicated and serious.

"President song, tomorrow is the last day of vacation." Huang Zhiming said anxiously, "this time we openly oppose Song Dong, will he do something to us..."

Huang Zhiming frowned, thinking that song Lixian was likely to make all kinds of difficulties for him, he felt his scalp numb.

Seeing Huang Zhiming's expression of pain, song Tingchen said faintly, "also, it's you who should be afraid. After all, I'm also his own son. As for what I will do to you, I don't know."

"Mr. Song, I..."

Song Tingchen went straight upstairs and ignored Huang Zhiming.

"Too much!" Huang Zhiming looked at Song Tingchen's back and said gnashing his teeth. He took a look at his brother sleeping on the sofa and consciously closed his mouth. He picked up his coat and threw it on him, and directly slept on the sofa.

Qin Youle only felt that she had slept for a long time. During this period, she had countless dreams, intermittent. What impressed me most was that she had been chased and killed with a gun. Several times she was going to die, but at the last minute she either jumped off the cliff or her dream suddenly broke.

When she struggled to wake up, she only felt that her head was about to burst in pain.

Looking at the bright outside the window, Qin Youle thought for a long time before he remembered where she was now. The room was empty. She felt thirsty and struggled to sit up.

"Are you up?" Just then, song Tingchen came in with a bowl of soup.

"Yes." Qin Youle replied weakly. She got into bed and finally stood up. When she saw song Tingchen, she hooked up the corner of her mouth. The smile on her face was very bitter.

"Don't make superfluous expressions when you are tired." Song Tingchen said angrily. He took a pillow for Qin Youle, put it behind her head, and stretched out his hand to explore her forehead, "fortunately, there is no fever."

"Fever?"

"It may be because I was frightened, so I had a low fever last night." Song Tingchen gently explained that his eyes fell on Qin Youle's white neck.

Being stared at by song Tingchen was a little uncomfortable. Qin Youle stretched out his hand to cover his neck and asked weakly, "what are you looking at?"

Song Tingchen gently took Qin Youle's hand away. Looking at a purple scar on Qin Youle's white neck, song Tingchen frowned: "did they hit you?"

The picture of song Lixian pinching her neck immediately came to Qin Youle's mind.

"Did they hit you?" Song Tingchen asked coldly again.

Qin Youle pulled the corners of her mouth. She poked away song Tingchen's big hand and said in a low voice, "nothing."

"Why not?" Song Tingchen overbearing took away Qin Youle's covered hand and said angrily, "I haven't seen any inch of your skin."

Qin Youle's face suddenly turned red. She quickly lowered her head.

Feeling Qin Youle's shy little move, song Tingchen looked at her neck and smiled at the bottom of her eyes: "I'll go down and apply some ointment."

"No." Seeing that song Tingchen was leaving, Qin Youle grabbed his hand.

Looking back at Qin Youle's hand, song Tingchen felt mixed. He raised his eyes just to Qin Youle's eyes.

"Don't get the medicine. There's nothing wrong with my neck." Seeing the feelings in Song Tingchen's eyes, Qin Youle suddenly released song Tingchen's hand, and she realized that her action might have given song Tingchen a wrong hint.

"Are you avoiding me?" Song Tingchen glanced at Qin Youle and asked in a low voice.

"No." Qin Youle lowered his head and shook his head.

"I......" just as song Tingchen wanted to speak, Qin Huai rushed over.

"Dad." Qin Youle was happy to see Qinhuai.

Seeing that song Tingchen was there, Qin Huai took a look at Song Tingchen. He walked up to Qin Youle and said anxiously, "You Le? What about? Is there anything else? "

"It's okay, I'm okay." Seeing Qinhuai, Qin Youle forgot all her discomfort. She looked at Qinhuai with tears and said, "Dad, I'm sorry about last night. Don't blame me..."

"Silly boy," Qin Huai shook his head nervously touching Qin Youle's face, "what are you talking about? It's important to keep fit now. It's all my fault. I forget you haven't had much rest this month. "

"Uncle, there was nothing wrong with Youle last night, so I didn't let anyone inform you." Song Tingchen quietly explained, "I didn't mean not to inform you."

Qin Huai turned to look at Song Tingchen. He wanted to get angry, but when he saw the blue stubble on his chin, Qin Huai swallowed the words to his mouth.

"Youle and I want to stay alone for a while." Qinhuai cleared his throat.

After taking a look at Qin Youle, song Tingchen carefully said to Qin Huai, "she needs to eat in the morning."

"I'll take care of my daughter." Qin Huai was just a little guilty. Hearing that song Tingchen cared about Qin Youle, Qin Huai suddenly remembered that Qin Youle and song Tingchen had obtained the certificate.

Song Tingchen shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the room. Before leaving, he and Qin Youle looked at each other tacitly.

"Dad..."

Seeing Qin Huai looking at her, Qin Youle lowered her head. She looked like a little girl who had done something wrong was caught by her father.

"I like him very much, don't I?"

"Huh?" Qin Youle didn't react for a moment.

"I said, you like song Tingchen very much, don't you?" Qin Huai said and pulled up some of Qin Youle's quilts.

"Dad..." Qin Huai didn't want to lie and didn't dare to answer honestly, so he had to bow his head and twist his fingers.

Qin Huai wanted to say something, but when he saw the purple scar on Qin Youle's neck, he was only distressed. He gently rubbed the dazzling scar: "it must be very painful?"

Qin Youle took a breath when he was touched by Qin Huai. Song Lixian pinched her as hard as she wanted her life yesterday. It's OK not to touch the wound. It hurts very much.

"No pain." Qin Youle smiled and shook her head. She didn't want Qin Huai to worry, and she didn't want Qin Huai to think he was sorry for her. It would hurt her more than this wound.

"Dad didn't expect to put you in danger." Qin Huai gently rubbed Qin Youle's pale face and murmured, "I've been thinking how I could put you in that dangerous situation. I really don't dare to think about it any more."

Qin Huai burst into tears because of guilt.

"Dad, don't do that." As soon as Qin Huai cried, Qin Youle began to cry. What she couldn't see most was men crying, especially when Qin Huai, who had been strong in front of her for most of her life, cried.

"Youle, I thought all night last night." Qin Huai looked at Qin Youle and said wholeheartedly, "I discussed with Lao Zhu and they. We still think it is the safest to send you abroad. I have started to prepare for them. You are ready to leave at any time."

"Going abroad?" Qin Youle asked in surprise, "Dad, do you want to send me abroad?"

"Yes, go abroad!" Qin Huai said firmly, "now only foreign countries are the safest. They won't find you for a while and a half, so you don't have to be afraid."

"What about you?"

"I......" Qin Huai paused and said, "after I finish handling things here, I'll go to you, and then we live happily together."

"I'm not going." Qin Youle firmly refused.

"Why?" Qin Huai frowned.

"I'll be where you are." Qin Youle held Qin Huai's hand tightly and said, "Dad, you know, I won't let you stay here alone."

"You Le, listen to me," Qin Huai said happily. "As long as I finish dealing with things here, I will meet you."