In the bathroom, song wanwei leaned against the marble table and watched Ruan Tingchen wash the silk scarf under the tap.

It was originally the decoration of a suit, which is reasonably expensive, but now it is being mercilessly scrubbed by Ruan Tingchen.

After roughly screwing it, Ruan Tingchen went to song wanwei and asked nervously, "do you still have a pain in your neck?"

Song wanwei shook her head: "in fact, I don't feel much. I just feel sticky."

"I'll clean it for you."

After that, Ruan Tingchen raised song wanwei's chin slightly and began to wipe her neck with a silk scarf.

The cool and moist feeling slipped from her neck. Song wanwei narrowed her eyes comfortably. Unexpectedly, Ruan Tingchen would do these things carefully and do very well.

Inadvertently, she saw Ruan Tingchen's very careful eyes, as if archaeologists were treating as precious antiques, and carefully revealed the meaning of research.

Song wanwei couldn't help laughing at this recognition, and her throat moved. Ruan Tingchen immediately stopped and looked up at Song wanwei.

"Don't move, don't hurt you."

"It's not a big wound. Now the wound is solidified." song wanwei said, "at most, it's the degree of skin scraping."

"But then you have to tell the truth, which is very important for that person's conviction," Ruan Tingchen asked.

"I see." song wanwei smiled and then became serious: "don't worry, that man is so bold and dares to do such a thing. No matter what reason he has, I won't be soft hearted. Besides, he hurt the face of the Shao family, and the Shao family won't let him go easily."

"Well." Ruan Tingchen nodded and said, "this time I was negligent. I just left for a while..."

"Hey, don't say that!" song wanwei hurriedly interrupted him: "no one can think of such a thing. Even you can't guard against it. It doesn't matter whether you're around me or not."

Song wanwei is afraid that Ruan Tingchen is too nervous. Later, if she thinks of bad ideas such as restricting song wanwei's action, she will really have a headache.

Fortunately, Ruan Tingchen should be infected by song wanwei's mood, so he didn't say more, but continued to concentrate on cleaning her neck.

After roughly finishing, Ruan Tingchen threw the silk scarf into the dustbin and said to her, "let's go."

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the door, and they looked at the door warily at the same time.

Yan Qing came in.

After he came in, he directly ignored Ruan Tingchen, looked song wanwei up and down, touched her hair and said, "are you okay?"

"Nothing." song wanwei shook her head and said, "where's Shaomu? Is she frightened?"

"She? I don't know." Yan Qing said, "you don't have to worry about her. Many people will protect her and everything will be fine. Moreover, I was at the front and couldn't hurt her."

Although Yan Qing is telling the truth, song wanwei still thinks... It's still too dumb.

She said with a little disapproval, "but she is your fiancee now. If something like this happens, you should go to comfort her immediately."

Yan Qing said, "you don't know her. You only saw her once, but I think she's not as fragile as she looks after staying with her for a long time. In fact, she's brave! Some things are even bolder than me."

It seems that Yan Qing knows Shao Mu very well now. That's a good thing.

Song wanwei smiled: "it's one thing to be afraid, but she always needs your care."

"OK, don't talk about her." Yan Qing sighed: "seriously, are you scared this time?"

"Fortunately... Wasn't he subdued in time? My wound is not deep."

The two chatted for a few words. Ruan Tingchen, who had been hung aside, finally couldn't help but say: "I said, eldest childe Yan, you don't have time to care about your fiancee, but you have time to care about my wife?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "madam" in order to let Yan Qing retreat in the face of difficulties.

Yan Qing smiled, full of provocation: "if it weren't for someone who was tangled with President Ruan, how could I have the opportunity to care today?"

Song wanwei frowned and couldn't help saying, "Yan Qing."

Yan Qing ignored Ruan Tingchen and said to song wanwei, "go back and have a good rest. Then call me if you have something to do."

"I'll take care of her at home. What does it have to do with you?"

Perhaps today, frightened, Ruan Tingchen changed his usual gentlemanly demeanor. Even in the face of Yan Qing's unreasonable trouble, he could handle it freely. But today Yan Qing just said a few more words to song wanwei. Some uncontrollable anxiety came out in his heart.

"Well, go back quickly. They must be looking for you everywhere." song wanwei said to Yan Qing, trying to let him leave quickly.

It was not easy to persuade Yan Qing away. Song wanwei turned to comfort Ruan Tingchen: "well, he is a child. What do you care about with him? Let's go home now."

When Yan Qing walked out of the bathroom, she could hear song wanwei comforting Ruan Tingchen.

He was very upset, very upset.

It was clearly because Ruan Tingchen buried the root of trouble that song wanwei encountered this thing today. Just now, he rushed over and saved song wanwei. How come song wanwei always has only Ruan Tingchen in her eyes?

Thinking so bitterly in his heart, Yan Qing walked around the corner and found that there was already someone waiting for him. He was startled and almost kicked over. Fortunately, he saw who the other party was in time, otherwise he would cause great disaster.

"I said, aunt, what are you doing here if you don't stay with your parents?"

It was Shao Mu who frightened Yan Qing at the corner.

After what happened just now, Shao Mu's clothes were not disordered, there was no trace of running, and there was no residual panic on his face. It seemed that he had just watched a play without ups and downs.

Shao Mu raised his eyes and looked at Yan Qing. His eyes were frighteningly bright.

"... what are you doing looking at me like that?"

It's strange to say that Yan Qing didn't have anything to be afraid of since she was a child, but since she approached this man, she didn't dare to look at her directly.

"Just now I heard it outside the door." Shaomu said, "do you like song wanwei?"

Such a straightforward question once again frightened Yan Qing.

"You, you..." Yan Qing feels a little confused. Why is this scene so like catching a traitor? In other words, Shao Mu was his fiancee. Yan Qing was flustered when she heard such a problem from her mouth.

"Don't think about it. Anyway, they're married and we're engaged."

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