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"I'm giving you a chance to grow." Song Lixian said angrily, "song Tingchen, you just become overestimated under my protection. I want reality to teach you a painful lesson."

"Oh?" Song Tingchen mocked himself, "it seems that I leave Chenxi is a clear choice, otherwise I will never be able to accurately locate myself."

"Song Tingchen, are you still so proud of yourself?" Song Lixian narrowed his eyes and sneered, "one day, I will let you come back and beg me."

"Dad, you're wrong." Song Tingchen responded coldly, "don't you know me? Even if one day I have nothing, I won't come back, please. "

Don't want to continue to compete with song Lixian, song Tingchen then said: "I'll come at 8 p.m. and you'll miss the time with me."

"You..." Song Lixian said angrily, "what do you want to do?"

"Don't want to do anything," song Tingchen rubbed his cold hand and put it back into his coat pocket. He went to song Lixian and whispered, "didn't we promise my mother to reconcile? So it's better to stagger, so that you won't be angry again when you see me, and my mother will worry again. "

Without waiting for song Lixian to speak, song Tingchen left with great strides. He went to the old side standing not far away and whispered, "take good care of my father."

"Young master!" Lao Fang watched song Tingchen move his lips to say something, but song Tingchen stopped him.

"Just take good care of my father. Don't get involved in other things." After that, song Tingchen continued to stride forward.

Since Song Lixian knew the reason why Chenxi's employees left, song Tingchen's heart was a lot easier.

After getting on the car, song Tingchen was thinking about song Lixian's words all the way. Although he has a general positioning of his ability, song Lixian's words still have a certain negative impact on him, which makes him feel a little depressed.

Seeing that it was dark, song Tingchen suddenly missed Qin Youle. He wanted to embrace Qin Youle's warm body and draw strength from her.

An hour later, song Tingchen's black Land Rover stopped in front of a quiet villa.

This is a very remote villa. Song Tingchen bought it not long ago. The villa is not as big as the Song family's villa. A two-story white building, but it occupies a particularly large area.

"President song!" Seeing song Tingchen coming, someone hurried to open the door for him.

After getting off the car, song Tingchen stopped at the door for a long time. This is the residence he bought for him and Qin Youle. I hope they can form a small family here in the future.

The first floor of the house was brightly lit, and song Tingchen went in.

"Mr. Song, you are back." Seeing song Tingchen coming in, a woman of about 50 hurried over and took the briefcase in Song Tingchen's hand. She said excitedly, "you finally decided to move in."

Song Tingchen rubbed his sour shoulder and asked, "where's Chen Zi, Liu ma?"

Chen Zi is another servant invited by song Tingchen. She is only in her thirties. At that time, song Tingchen chose her because she was good at making dessert.

"Oh, Chen Zi has something to do at home, so he went back today, but he will come back tomorrow morning." Liu Ma glanced at the time and said, "President song, it's getting late. I'll arrange for you to have dinner."

Song Tingchen nodded.

Before Liu Ma served, song Tingchen walked around to a house next to the living room.

Song Tingchen pressed the switch at the door, the bright light immediately opened, and the curtain slowly opened automatically. This is a studio specially designed for Qin Youle.

Looking at the quiet room, song Tingchen couldn't help but raise his mouth. He began to look forward to the days when he lived here with Qin Youle.

"President song, it's time for dinner."

Song Tingchen just wanted to enter the room, and Liu Ma had already started ordering dinner. He stopped, looked at the room again, turned off the switch and exited the room.

"Mr. Song, do you think it still suits your appetite?" Liu Ma asked nervously. This was her first time cooking for song Tingchen, so she was a little scared.

"Very good." Song Tingchen nodded with satisfaction, "however, you can make some sweet dishes next time."

"Do you like Mr. Song?" Liu Ma asked somewhat unexpectedly.

Song Tingchen shook his head and said, "another person likes it."

"You mean madam?" Liu Ma smiled and said, "I haven't seen my wife yet. I'm really a little nervous and looking forward to it."

"You don't have to be nervous," song Tingchen said quietly, putting down his chopsticks. "She's very approachable."

"Mr. Song, won't you eat?" Seeing that song Tingchen had only tried almost every dish, and a small bowl of rice had hardly moved, Mrs. Liu asked anxiously, "is the dish not to your taste? Shall I make some more? "

"No." Song Tingchen took out a few paper towels, gently wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "I just don't have an appetite today, and I don't have to make supper for me."

"Then..."

"By the way, can you make soup?" Song Tingchen thought for a moment and said, "the kind for patients to drink, but don't be too greasy. My mother doesn't like to eat too greasy things."

"Is the old lady ill?" Liu Ma said anxiously, "then make some crucian carp tofu soup. I just bought fish when I went shopping in the morning."

"OK." Song Tingchen glanced at the time and asked, "is an hour and a half OK?"

"I'll do it as soon as possible." Liu Ma nodded, "but it'd better take a hundred minutes."

Song Tingchen nodded slightly and said, "OK, call me when the time is up."

Just opposite the living room are the two escalators upstairs. When song Tingchen came to the middle, he turned back and said, "I don't want someone to disturb me when I work, so don't call me unless there is something important."

Liu Ma nodded seriously. She just came, so everything needs to learn and adapt to song Tingchen's habits.

As soon as song Tingchen went upstairs, his mobile phone rang.

Seeing Qin Youle, song Tingchen immediately put down his work and answered the phone at the first time.

"Answer the phone so soon?" Qin Youle asked with a smile, "are you resting?"

"No, I'm working," song Tingchen added, "but because it's your phone, I don't dare to hesitate."

Song Tingchen's sudden confession made Qin Youle's face crimson. She sat on the swing on the balcony and asked, "nothing happened at home today?"

"No." Song Tingchen answered softly. He also stood up and went to the window. Through the window, he could see the excitement in other places.

The two villas in the villa area are hundreds of meters apart, so song Tingchen can only see the lights of other villas and two lonely street lights on the quiet road.

"By the way, your father called me this morning." Song Tingchen thought Qin Youle wanted to ask about it, so he explained the process of his meeting with Qin Huai.

"Did you two quarrel?" Qin Youle said helplessly, "can't you two stop?"

In fact, in the afternoon, after Qin Youle saw the text message sent to her by Qin Huai, she immediately called back. Qinhuai had already told her about it. When Qinhuai heard that song Tingchen threatened him angrily, qinyoule felt like laughing inexplicably.

"He provoked me first." Song Tingchen said weakly. He was afraid that Qin Youle would blame him.

Song Tingchen's frightened tone made Qin Youle want to laugh. She deliberately said seriously, "song Tingchen, just threaten me with my mother. Now you have to threaten me. What's the matter with you?"

"Youle, I..." seeing Qin Youle angry, song Tingchen quickly and nervously explained, "I'm not threatening him, just because of him..."

"Well, well, don't explain. Go back and settle accounts with you." Qin Youle laughed.

"Will you come back?" Song Tingchen said carefully.

Song Tingchen's words made Qin Youle's smile freeze. She didn't expect that her casual joke would make song Tingchen so afraid.

"How?" Qin Youle said gently. She realized that song Tingchen had lost her sense of security last time she ran away.

Hearing Qin Youle's words, song Tingchen felt relieved. As Qin Youle guessed, he did have some worries about Qin Youle's going abroad this time.

"Youle," song Tingchen whispered.

"Huh?"

"When will you be back?" Song Tingchen paused and added, "it's new year's Eve in three days. Will you come back?"

"Ah?" Qin Youle smiled and said, "I just came today."

"I miss you." Song Tingchen suddenly whispered, "I really miss you."

Song Tingchen's tone made Qin Youle notice something wrong. She came down from the swing and walked to the railing. Qin Youle hesitated against the railing and asked, "how's your mother?"

"How do you know about it?" Song Tingchen asked unexpectedly.

"I saw it on the news." Qin Youle said faintly, "what I saw on the evening news of S City, it seems that a paparazzi took a picture of you and your father at the gate of the hospital."

Hearing Qin Youle's words, song Tingchen immediately turned around and turned on the computer on the desk. Because there were too many things to deal with in the afternoon, he didn't notice the news on the Internet.

Sure enough, as soon as the computer was turned on, a news that "Chenxi president Song Lixian's wife Liu Min was rushed to the hospital in the afternoon" popped up.

Along with the news, there are photos of song Tingchen and song Lixian confronting each other at the door of the emergency room. Both of them look dignified, and even photos of song Lixian hysterical.

"Tingchen?" Seeing that song Tingchen didn't speak, Qin Youle asked anxiously, "Tingchen? Are you okay? "

"I'm fine." Song Tingchen answered quietly, but his eyes were red and clearly very angry.

"What about your mother?" After hesitating again and again, Qin Youle felt polite. She still asked about Liu Min, "it seems very serious. What does the doctor say?"

"The doctor said he would be hospitalized for observation for some time." Song Tingchen took a deep breath and said, "maybe there are some heart problems, but there should be no other problems."

Qin Youle's eyes were also covered with sadness.