Life With You

Ren Lina did not deliberately speak to Song Xi in a arrogant tone, but it was this kind of objective statement that pierced people's heart and lungs even more. In an instant, Song Xijue's own heart was dug out. After getting the feeling, I just stood there blankly.

When Ren Lina saw this, a flash of unbearable eyes flashed quickly. Don't look away, she walked out and said: "I will ask the nanny to come in and teach you."

After all, he left the kitchen in a blink of an eye.

Song Xi hasn't moved, like a heartless body, his whole person is like a walking dead. Not long after, the nanny stepped in and looked at Song Xi and said, "Ms. Song, what do you want to do at noon, I will help you prepare."

In just a few seconds, Song Xi had thousands of thoughts in her mind. It was not that she had never thought of quitting, but now she is shaking her face and walking away. What are the consequences? After living for twenty-six years, she finally understood that the reason why she was able to live unscrupulously in the past was because of Song Yuanqing. Even though she kept saying that she did not rely on Song Yuanqing, she could not deny that she had always lived under his protection.

Now that Song Yuanqing is not by her side to accompany her, she can't do whatever she wants, at least, she can't worry about him anymore.

Dropping her gaze, Song Xi pretended to deal with tomatoes. In fact, she was covering the tears that were about to well under her eyes. Her lips opened and she whispered, "You can take whatever you want."

The nanny went to the refrigerator to pick up the ingredients, mumbling about what the wife likes to eat, what the husband likes, and what George Sheng likes to eat.

Song Xi was not careful, tears fell on the cutting board, she quickly raised her hand and wiped her eyes, pretending to be okay.

In the living room, Ren Lina walked back to sit on the sofa, her face was not without embarrassment, George Sheng just didn't talk too much, but he was always keen, and when he saw it, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Ren Lina relieved her guilty conscience with the action of peeling oranges, and replied with a gentle mouth: "I am soft-hearted and can't be any evil person. It makes her feel uncomfortable when she cooks a meal."

George Sheng asked, "Did she scorn you?"

Ren Lina said: "She dared to slap her mouth...Looking at her appearance, she suddenly felt very pitiful."

There was Song Xi's daring to speak in George Sheng's mind, and he was silent for a few seconds before saying: "You are a waste of food if you let her cook."

Ren Lina said: "Even if you make one and lose one, you have to do it. After entering our Qiao family's door, you still want to be the eldest of the Song family? When her father forced you to marry her, did you think that his daughter would have A difficult day?"

Suddenly George Sheng stopped speaking, because his heart suddenly became stuffy and he couldn't breathe.

Ren Lina didn’t notice his strangeness, and she said to herself: “Don’t be accustomed to her all the time. Your dad has a handle in Song Yuanqing’s hands, but you don’t owe Song Xi for three years. A person I don’t like is under the same roof, and it hurts me thinking about it."

George Sheng had a blank face and reached out for the cigarette case, Ren Lina frowned, "Stop smoking, you have been smoking more recently than before."

George Sheng didn't care, he ordered one, and then got up and walked out.

Ren Lina didn’t call him either. George Sheng stepped outside. When he passed the kitchen, Yu Guang glanced in uncontrollably. He saw Song Xi’s back, standing in front of the cutting board, and the nanny next to her was talking to her. He watched I don't see the expression on her face.

The nanny taught Song Xi how to cook. The first dish is the ancient meat of pineapple. Song Xi is like a robot. Without saying a word, he cuts and fries, and how much sugar and vinegar are added. He is as obedient as a dumb. .

Although she did not show any unhappiness or impatience, the babysitter also felt Song Xi's strangeness. She didn't dare to say too much, and said as little as possible.

After the first dish was finished, the nanny brought it out. Ren Lina asked, "Did she make it?"

The nanny nodded and turned back: "Yes, I did it myself."

Ren Lina's eyes flashed lightly, "There is nothing you can't learn, it just depends on whether you want to."

George Sheng was smoking outside and teasing the dog. Half an hour later, Ren Lina personally asked him to go in, saying that he was trying the food.

George Sheng was also curious about what Song Xi did. Looking at Ren Lina’s appearance, he seemed quite complacent. He walked into the back room and came to the dining room. When he saw the four dishes that looked good on the table, he was the first one in his heart. The question is, Song Xi did it?

Ren Lina handed him the chopsticks, "Try the craft of someone who can't cook."

George Sheng took the chopsticks awkwardly and tasted the ancient meat of pineapple. He swears that this is the most normal dish he has ever eaten Song Xi cooked. Not only is it cooked, but it also tastes good.

Ren Lina asked him if it tasted good, but he couldn't say anything.

For some reason, Song Xi's cooking is not unpleasant, but he suddenly felt sour in his mouth.

The mother and son were testing dishes in the dining room. Suddenly the nanny ran out of the kitchen. Although she didn't say anything in a hurry, Ren Lina turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

The babysitter said: "Miss Song accidentally cut her hand, I found a band-aid for her to bandage."

Ren Lina frowned when she heard this. Before she could say anything, George Sheng, who was beside her, had already stretched his legs and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Song Xi came to the faucet with her cut finger, turned on the cold water, and washed her left index finger. She just accidentally lost her mind, and the knife pointed directly on her finger. The knife was too sharp, and blood was seen after two seconds. It took five seconds to feel the tingling.

The blood flowed out all of a sudden and scared the babysitter, but Song Xi was expressionless. The only thing he was afraid of was that the blood dripped on the cutting board, making him sick.

She was flushing in front of the sink, and there were footsteps behind her. Song Xi thought she was a nanny, so she didn't look back.

George Sheng looked at her injured finger, still bleeding out under the stream, and she seemed to be okay, not painful or itchy.

With sullen eyes, George Sheng stepped forward and raised his hand to clasp her left wrist. Song Xi was taken aback, then he saw the person next to him clearly, and instinctively pulled his face down and pulled his arm out of his palm.

George Sheng didn't expect Song Xi's reaction to be so big. She broke free for a while, his eyelids lifted, and his eyes stared at her scorchingly.

After Song Xi's instant anger passed, he immediately returned to calmness, pulled a tissue next to her, wrapped her fingers, and turned around to leave.

George Sheng raised his hand to grab her arm again. This time, he clasped it so tightly that Song Xi would obviously feel dangerous.

Slowly raising his eyes to look at him, Song Xi whispered: "What are you doing?"

George Sheng stared at her and asked instead, "What are you doing?"

Song Xi said: "George Sheng, go out and quarrel, don't quarrel in your house, quarrel in front of your family."

When she said this, her tone was extremely peaceful, but her gaze was extremely provocative. It felt like she was living and dying out of life and death. Sister will just discuss the matter with you now.

George Sheng looked at her unblinkingly, not knowing whether it was anxious or furious, for a moment he was speechless.