Song Zhixing was still thinking about this question at first, but after a while, she gave up thinking about it. After all, Tang Yu's thoughts were hard to guess. He didn't allow her to leave now, but one day, he would no longer be able to control her, and sooner or later he would allow her to leave.
He is now 30 years old, and his aunt, who is engaged to him, has returned. Sooner or later, they will get married. By then, she will be completely free.
Song Zhixing felt relieved when he thought of this. He glanced at the man beside him and felt a little sympathetic towards his aunt Li Hanyan. Marrying such a serious and cold person and living with him for the rest of his life would be boring!
She was thinking wildly, and the car was driving smoothly on the street. Soon, they arrived at the villa area. The driver hurriedly came around to open the door for Tang Yu. The housekeeper and Sister Li all came out respectfully to greet them.
"Sir, this hand!" The butler was shocked when he saw the wounds and blood on his hands.
Tang Yu frowned, "Old Six hasn't arrived yet?"
"I've already notified them a while ago, they should be here soon." Du Hui replied from behind.
Tang Yu said "hmm" lightly, but his eyes were looking at Song Zhixing who had been standing behind him with his schoolbag without saying a word, "Go in and take a shower. Don't let the wound on your hand touch the water."
"...Oh." Song Zhixing responded and walked inside with his head down.
Tang Yu added: "Don't let me know that you go to a place like today again. This time, it won't happen again!"
The tone was not one of negotiation, but a consistent command that would not tolerate any objection.
Song Zhixing was indignant. He strode inside and muttered angrily, "If my second uncle hadn't been there, I wouldn't have gone to such a smoky place. It's a typical example of the officials being allowed to set fires but the people being forbidden to light lamps."
Tang Yu stood there, looking at her angry back. The stiffness on his face gradually faded away, and a hint of helplessness emerged.
This little girl, doesn’t she even think about the fact that that kind of place is the right place for a child like her to go
"Second Master, the young lady seems to be very angry." Du Hui also looked at the back.
"Well, she's still young. She'll know what's good for her when she grows up." Tang Yu replied calmly. He has waited for her for several years, and a few more years won't hurt.
"You can go back now." Tang Yu handed the tie and coat to Sister Li, and glanced at Du Hui again. "You will not do this again. If you dare to tell her about this next time, you will bear the consequences!"
The little girl was obviously frightened when she saw the obscene scene in the box today.
He had a headache. I hope she didn't have any psychological trauma from this. However, at the age of 18, she should know a little about sex.
Du Hui responded quickly, drove the car and left quickly.
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Song Zhixing came out of the shower with pain in his arm.
"Little Star." There was a knock on the door of the room. "Can I come in?"
Song Zhixing immediately ran to the door and opened it, "Sixth Uncle!"
Tang Song walked in and put the medicine box aside. "Your hand is injured? Come, let me take a look."
"It's just a minor injury." Song Zhixing stretched out her delicate white hand towards Tang Song. Tang Song looked at it and rolled his eyes.
At this moment, Tang Yu stood at the door in a gray robe. Song Zhixing looked up and saw him, and instinctively tensed up. The joy and happiness he had just felt towards Tang Song immediately disappeared without a trace. Tang Yu also noticed it, and his eyes became a little darker.
Tang Song turned around and looked at him, "Second brother, is this the serious injury you mentioned? Xiao Xingxing's injury is not even 1% as serious as yours. Are you sure you don't want to treat your injury first?"
Tang Yu seemed a little impatient, "When did you become so long-winded?"
Song Zhixing took his hand back and said, "Sixth Uncle, I can take care of my injuries myself, you can help Second Uncle first."
She wanted Tang Yu to leave the room immediately. There was no other way. She felt suffocated when she was with him.
However, someone didn't seem to be self-conscious at all. Instead, he looked at her and said, "Go sit on the sofa."
“…” Song Zhixing didn’t move.
Tang Yu pursed his lips and said, "You want me to carry you?"
Song Zhixing jumped onto the sofa, kicked off her slippers, curled herself up into a ball, and stared at him vigilantly.
Tang Song laughed, "Second brother, what did you do to Xiao Xingxing? Look how scared she is."
Tang Yu stared at Song Zhixing for a while with his secretive eyes. The way she avoided him was too obvious, so obvious that it made him feel powerless.
After all, he didn't stay in the room for long to make her unhappy. He turned around and went out, saying to Tang Song: "When you're done, come to the study to find me."
"Um."
The door was closed, Song Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief, and his originally tense body softened and collapsed on the sofa.
Tang Song laughed, "Are you so afraid of him?"
She pouted and said, "Second Uncle is always very fierce. It would be strange if I'm not afraid of him."
"He's just a little fierce on the surface, but he's actually very good to you!" Tang Song opened the medicine box and cleaned her wound.
"Well, I can't feel it, but it's strictly true."
"He was injured like that, but he still asked me to come and see you first. Not everyone gets this kind of treatment from my second brother."
Song Zhixing bit her lip and thought of the wound on his hand. When she came in just now, she also found that the glass fragment in the palm of her hand was still there. How painful it must be~
Her mind wavered for a second. But the next second, she pursed her lips and whispered, "He caused this wound on me, so... maybe he feels guilty?"
Tang Song seemed to have heard a big joke, laughing so hard that he leaned forward and backward, "Guilt? Little Star, do you think my second brother has these two words in his dictionary?"
"..." Song Zhixing pouted.
——
Tang Yu's wound was not shallow.
It took Tang Song more than half an hour to pick out the glass fragments for him.
"Second brother, you are such a failure as a guardian." Tang Song talked to him while bandaging him.
Tang Yu was flipping through the documents without even raising his head.
"Little Xingxing seems to be particularly afraid of you. I guess she won't feel at ease when you're at home. How about I be her guardian in the future?" Tang Song joked, knowing that Tang Yu was nervous about this girl.
Tang Yu paused while flipping through the documents, raised his head, and glanced at him coldly.
Tang Song was startled and immediately changed his words: "I was just joking, just joking, don't take it seriously."
Tang Yu withdrew his gaze and warned faintly: "Don't make such jokes again in the future."
Tang Song's lips twitched. This guy, for the sake of his little niece, he could turn against anyone! Humph! He's my biological brother!
——
night.
When Tang Yu was about to go to bed, he heard footsteps outside. Who was still awake at this late hour
He opened the door and walked out, and saw Sister Li hurriedly coming out of Song Zhixing's room.
"What happened?"
"Second Master, the young lady has an asthma attack."
Tang Yu frowned and strode towards her room.
When he entered, there was only a dim light in the room. Song Zhixing was curled up on the bed.