Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine

Xu Jinchao opened the umbrella, and she went out without looking back.

The brand-new Rolls-Royce SUV was parked in the garage, Xu Jinchao sat in the cab, put the umbrella aside, and sent a text message to Song Jiao.

[The car keys are in the hallway. ]

She raised her head and looked at the continuous rain curtain under the gray sky. Seeing that the momentum could not stop for a while, she lowered her head and tapped the keyboard again:

[There are umbrellas in the storage room on the first floor. ]

As soon as his finger pressed the send button, Xu Jinchao received a reply.

Song Jiao: [Okay. ]

Xu Jinchao thought this was the end, but as soon as he pressed the screen off, it turned on again with the text message prompt tone.

She unlocked her phone and saw a miniature pixel smiley from Omega.

This was apparently a reply to her second text message.

Xu Jinchao stared at the cute smiling face for a while, and then looked up at the text messages between [Xu Jinchao] and Song Jiao.

There are not many text messages, most of which are notifications and orders in a tough tone from [Xu Jinchao], and Song Jiao rarely even replies, let alone emojis.

Xu Jinchao had a little happiness and satisfaction again, and the smile returned to her face.

The company's headquarters is on the North Shore, and Xu's has an office building there.

Of course, the license plate of this new car was not recorded in the internal parking system, but her face was the pass. Xu Jinchao parked the car and took the special elevator to the top floor.

The top floor of the huge Xu Family Building is only used by Xu Boyang and his assistant team.

Except for the office area, the rest are planned for his private leisure.

[Xu Jinchao] is one of Xu Boyang's assistants, and he also has his own office here.

Unlike other assistants, she was brought into contact with various affairs by Xu Boyang as the heir, and was not responsible for trivial matters.

Xu Jinchao entered the top floor, and Qi Yao was explaining his work to another employee.

He waved his hand to let the other party leave, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Xu asked you to go directly to his office."

Xu Jinchao asked Qi Yao, "Did you send the Omega inhibitor?"

"Let Xiao Zhang go." Qi Yao replied, lowering his voice, "Mr. Xu is not very happy... because of the inhibitor."

Song Jiao took the medicine box containing the inhibitory injection and let Assistant Zhang and the staff who installed the monitoring equipment come in.

Assistant Zhang treated her very respectfully.

"The inhibitor is a normal temperature agent. In the next week, I will arrange for a special person to deliver it every other day. It will be placed in the mailbox at the door. Please remember to replace it in time."

The production process of Omega fever symptom relief inhibitor is very complicated. Generally, it is divided into refrigeration agent and normal temperature agent according to storage requirements.

The refrigeration agent has high requirements on the storage temperature range, and the shelf life is relatively long; the normal temperature agent does not have much requirements on the storage environment, and does not require refrigeration, but the shelf life is extremely short. *

Song Jiao's conjunctive fever will flare up in about a week. Before, she would not have prepared an injection for suppressing it so early, but only brought some oral medicines and sprays with her.

After all, the portable room temperature agent expires in 5 days at most, and it will deteriorate if it is not used up, which is a large expense.

Song Jiao put the inhibitor box in her carry-on bag, and she said, "Thank you, I have to go out, you can do it yourself."

She didn't know Assistant Zhang, but Assistant Qi knew something, and the people he sent wouldn't go wrong.

Song Jiao got the Audi car key from the entrance. The rain had stopped outside, but she still brought the umbrella she found in the storage room.

The place in the garage belonging to the Rolls-Royce SUV was empty, presumably it was driven away by Xu Jinzao.

She didn't start the car immediately after getting in, but pulled out the box of inhibitors.

Two prefilled syringes filled with dark gold liquid medicine are embedded in the transparent pvc box, and a complete plastic seal with the logo of the pharmaceutical company is printed on the outside of the box.

Omega looked at it for a long time.

Song Jiao first went to the bank and remitted the living expenses to Song Yikang's consumption card account in prison.

Then she went to the mall to buy clothes, shoes and socks for her father to spend the autumn, warm knee pads, and also selected a few books in the bookstore that did not interfere with the content, packed them together and put them in the trunk.

Song Yikang is serving his sentence in Dongcheng Prison, the provincial capital, with an appointment to visit from 2:30 to 3:00 pm.

It was still early, and Song Jiao sent a text message to an acquaintance, asking about a reliable drug testing agency.

The other party quickly gave her the relevant address and phone number, and Song Jiao copied the string of numbers to the dial bar.

"I want to test the ingredients of the inhibitor, do you accept it?"

Xu Jinchao was left hanging by Xu Boyang for five hours.

At first, she also asked if there was anything she could do to help ease the atmosphere, but Xu Boyang only said 'no need' coldly, leaving Xu Jinchao to wait.

So she could only sit cramped in the office.

Xu Boyang kept flipping through documents, clicking the mouse, typing on the keyboard, and answering calls. Qi Yao occasionally sent new folders in to report something.

The office was very busy inside and outside, only Xu Jinchao was like an embarrassed outsider isolated by the side.

Xu Jinchao gradually understood that Xu Boyang was teaching himself a lesson by indifference and shelving, putting psychological pressure on her.

The old Alpha's approach was undoubtedly very successful, even if Xu Jinchao knew that this was a deliberate method, he couldn't really relax in such an environment.

Until nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Boyang seemed to suddenly think of his daughter and lunch.

He rang the bell to let someone deliver the meal, and greeted Xu Jinchao with Yan Yuese.

In such an atmosphere, eating is a torment, Xu Jinzhao almost numbly stuffed the food into his mouth.

On the opposite side, Xu Boyang didn't seem to notice his daughter's reluctance, so he dragged the meal abruptly for more than half an hour.

Before the father finished eating, Xu Jinchao was about to accompany her. She felt that her face was going to stiffen with laughter, and Xu Boyang got to the point.

"Since you've made a decision about Song Jiao, I won't interfere. But you can control the scale yourself, and don't give too much freedom, lest she let her heart grow wild."

Xu Jinchao responded in a low voice.

Xu Boyang added: "Qin Lingyue can have a good relationship, but it doesn't have to be a deep friendship. It's a Beta after all."

There was contempt in his last sentence.

Xu Jinchao was not surprised that the other party knew his move. Xu Boyang was such a man with a strong desire to control, who was so proud and confident that he made no secret of this.

Xu Boyang stared at his daughter closely, and saw that she nodded obediently, and there was no sign of rebellion in her expression, so she smiled.

He leaned back into the leather seat and really softened his tone.

"You're not a child, it's good to have your own ideas, but Dad doesn't want you to be confused because of Omegas. I've seen many Alphas like this, but no one looks down on them."

The clothes and books Song Jiao brought with them were checked and handed over to Song Yikang by the police.

She found that every time she saw her father, he was older and gaunt than the last time.

Song Yikang's hair was shaved close to his scalp, leaving only a short layer of gray and white stubble.

He was wearing a prison jacket, took the package from his daughter, hugged him tightly, and couldn't wait to pick up the receiver.

Song Jiao said softly across the glass wall, "I'm here to see you."

The skin on Song Yikang's face was very wrinkled, and he was thin, but his eyes were extremely bright, as if all his life was concentrated in it.

He had a thousand words to tell his daughter, but in the end he only asked: "Have you eaten at noon?"

Song Jiao said, "I've eaten, I'm pretty good, and my appetite has been good recently."

Song Yikang laughed. He said, "Dad is also very good. There are stews in the cafeteria today."

Song Jiao asked, "Is your leg hurting badly? I bought knee pads, but I couldn't bring the medicine in, so I put money in the account. You are not feeling well and go to the infirmary to buy medicine."

Song Yikang hurriedly went to unpack the package, and took out the knee pads. He held it in his hands and was reluctant to let go.

"I usually do sewing, and my knees are better than last year."

Song Jiao knew he was lying, but she didn't expose it.

Song Yikang asked her again, "Is that little Alpha from the Xu family still pestering you?"

When he said this, his eyes were no longer warm, but showed hatred and sternness.

Song Yikang in prison did not know that his daughter married Xu Jinchao a few days ago to save his life.

"En." Song Jiao didn't change her face, and put her left hand on the pocket where the wedding ring was hidden.

But she added a sentence in a ghostly way: "She has changed a lot recently, and she is not so arrogant."

To be honest, Song Jiao felt that Xu Jinchao got along very well now.

Song Yikang's expression changed immediately, and he looked at his daughter in a panic.

He leaned close to the glass and urged eagerly: "Jiaojiao, don't be deceived! I know the Xu family very well, young and old are like that, and his Alpha is by no means a good match."

Song Yikang's words were not false. In fact, Song Jiao knew this better than him.

But she couldn't let her father see Xu Jinchao's changes just by language. After all, even Song Jiao herself couldn't figure out why Alpha changed her temperament overnight.

Song Jiao was willing to temporarily believe in the current Xu Jinchao, but she could not force Song Yikang to believe it too.

What's more, it is not difficult to foresee that if she really said what she was thinking, her father would definitely think that she was brainwashed and blinded by the Xu family.

Like a mirror in her heart, Song Jiao immediately said, "Of course, I know. I have no plans to get married either."

The last sentence is true.

Song Yikang relaxed, and his back looked more hunched.

The short-lived excitement just now seemed to drain his strength, and he didn't speak for a long while, only his slight gasp came from the receiver.

The large prison uniform covered the man, the thin body of his father, and he finally muttered:

"Jiaojiao, you are waiting for Dad...waiting for Dad."

Song Jiao replied softly, "I'll wait."

Even if she knew that Song Yikang wouldn't change anything even if she was released from prison, she still had to give her father some hope.

Just because you are an alien can survive in an oxygen-free vacuum, it doesn't mean that others can too.

An autumn rain took away the high temperature weather that lasted for half a month, the sky was clear, and there was still water on the ground.

Song Jiao came out of Dongcheng Prison. She rarely had time to herself. She drove slowly along the ring road.

It was almost evening, she parked the car by the Cang River, got off the car and walked on the dam, facing the free wind.

Song Jiao went out a long way and gradually felt cold.

When she turned back to the car, she found that there were three missed calls from Xu Jinchao on her phone.

After dialing back, the busy tone sounded for a long time, and the call was only connected a second before the automatic hang-up.

Song Jiao asked, "What's the matter? I think you made three calls."

She imagined several scenarios, but it was Alpha's drunken, choked voice that replied.

"I'm so cold, Song Jiao, I don't even know who to tell, I'm really cold."

Song Jiao's back straightened unconsciously for a moment: "Where are you?"

On the other end of the phone was Alpha's vague babble. Song Jiao asked again, and the other side seemed to understand her question.

"At home, our home. Well, I'm so cold, I can only tell you..."

Alpha repeated the following words, her voice hoarse and pitiful.

"I'll go back now," Song Jiao turned on the speakerphone, "You don't need to hang up, I have something to tell you."

She put down the phone and started the car, thinking about what to say to the drunk who was in a bad situation, and coaxed softly:

"It won't be cold when I get home."

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The author has something to say:

Little liar, go back and warm up sister!

ps: The text is purely for plot needs, everyone should try not to be distracted by talking on the phone while driving, drive safely, and be responsible to yourself and others (than heart)