But the next moment, her words made the smile on his face freeze.
"This is what my aunt asked me to give you."
Tang Yu paused, his narrow eyes narrowed, staring at her, breathing heavily, "Song Zhixing, I'll ask you again - did you buy this shirt?"
Song Zhixing felt that the look in his eyes at this moment was very scary.
Her legs felt weak, and she clenched her fists tightly at her sides. She almost wanted to run away when he stared at her. However, at this point, there was no way to retreat.
Her lips moved and she spoke with a trembling voice: "I didn't buy it! It was...my aunt asked me to go get it today. I..."
Before Song Zhixing finished her words, she felt a flash before her eyes. The torn shirt was thrown hard at her face.
"Get lost!" Tang Yu's eyes were frighteningly cold. His eyes were bloodshot, surging with anger and deep hatred.
She actually played this trick on him!
He felt that his previous hopes had become particularly ridiculous.
I actually expected this heartless little girl to be a little bit considerate of me!
Yes, he never expected her to accept him immediately. Even if she just wanted to, he felt that it was enough. For so many years, he had nurtured her growth, worried about her illness, and taken care of her life in every detail. He even knew that she was afraid of him, so he endured it and left for half a year, just hoping that she could live more comfortably.
But what could the little girl, whom he treated sincerely, give in return
He just yelled to her that he was tired of living like this! And, he wanted to stay away from him again and again! To break free from him!
"Second Uncle..." Song Zhixing didn't know why he suddenly got angry. She took the shirt off her head and held it in her hands. She looked at him timidly, her lips a little stiff, "You... didn't you say you liked this dress very much?"
"Song Zhixing, I give you three seconds!" Every word Tang Yu said was filled with Satan-like gloom and coldness, shocking Song Zhixing so much that he took two steps back. "Three seconds, if you still stand in front of me, you will bear the consequences!"
Song Zhixing's heart trembled.
Tang Yu at this moment was more frightening than ever. He was like a beast with fangs bared, ready to tear her apart at any time. She gasped in fear, grabbed her shirt, turned around and ran out.
She ran into her door and slammed it shut. She leaned against the door, still gasping for breath.
I still feel scared.
Why did it become like this? He was very happy to see the shirt just before. Why did he suddenly change his temper? Did she say something wrong
Tang Yu's mood was always changeable, and Song Zhixing had no idea what was going on.
But when she thought of his scarlet eyes filled with anger just now, she still shuddered with fear.
I was squatting on the ground, thinking about something, when I heard a muffled "bang" from the next room. It was the sound of the door being slammed shut. Then, the heavy footsteps of a man came from far away and were even recognizable, with anger in his footsteps.
Song Zhixing tensed up, fearing that Tang Yu was coming to settle accounts with her. However, the footsteps passed her room and went downstairs.
A few minutes later…
Outside the villa, a strong beam of light shone into the window of her room. She stood at the window and looked down, only to see Tang Yu's car rushing into the heavy rain at a rapid speed, splashing water.
Song Zhixing stared at it blankly, biting his lower lip tightly, feeling inexplicably melancholy.
Did I piss him off
—
"Miss, it's time for dinner." The butler's voice sounded downstairs.
Song Zhixing responded, put down his shirt, opened the door of the room and walked out.
The dining table was filled with delicious food.
Obviously, they were all her favorites, and it was so late, she was indeed a little hungry, but for some reason, she just had no appetite at all.
Sister Li stood aside and saw that she looked listless. She asked worriedly, "Did you quarrel with Master Er again?"
"I didn't argue with him." Song Zhixing used chopsticks to pick up rice and complained, "He was the one who got angry at me for no reason. He liked the shirt I gave him very much before, but his expression changed the next second. Sister Li, tell me, why is Second Uncle so difficult to serve?"
"Did you say something wrong again? When Erye came down, he was very angry and his face was ashen. It's raining so heavily and the car was driving so fast, I don't know if it's safe or not." Sister Li said, glancing outside.
The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping.
Song Zhixing also followed her gaze, the dark light in his eyes flickered, and the next second, biting his chopsticks, he muttered softly: "Second Uncle has always been sensible, he wouldn't be so angry with me that he couldn't even drive properly?"
——
Du Hui was dug out of bed in the middle of the night and ran to the club to pick someone up. When he arrived, Tang Yu was already a little drunk, leaning against the SUV and smoking. He smoked very hard, as if he was paralyzed by something.
With the dim street lights cast over his head, this man who seemed as high as the sky suddenly looked unusually lonely.
Du Hui's heart was slightly shaken. No matter how strong and cold a man is, he can't escape the word "love".
However, he originally thought that the Second Master should be in a very good mood today. Didn't the young lady buy him a gift
"Second Master." Du Hui stepped forward.
Tang Yu raised his eyelids and uttered a "hmm" sound from his nose, his voice was still hoarse. He smelled of alcohol. It seemed that he had drunk quite a lot.
"Would you like one?" Tang Yu handed him the cigarette.
Du Hui took it, but didn't smoke. He just looked at him and said, "You don't usually smoke."
Tang Yu sneered, "I started smoking when I was 18. Smoking addiction is the hardest thing to quit. But I have quit for seven or eight years."
He extinguished the cigarette butt heavily on the extinguishing area above the trash can beside the car, and laughed at himself, as if sighing: "Some people, no matter how much you do for them, they will not appreciate your kindness."
Du Hui knew that the 'she' he was referring to was naturally the young lady.
She has asthma, so Erye quit smoking a long time ago.
"The young lady is still young. She will understand one day." Du Hui comforted.
"Young?" Tang Yu snorted and laughed, with a bit of sadness and bitterness in his eyes, "18 years old, wings are hard."
Did she really think that her little trick could fool him? The shirt that he had ridiculously given her as a gift was just a tool she used to bring him and Li Hanyan together.
That's all.
Du Hui didn't know what happened, but he didn't dare to ask. Tang Yu threw away the cigarette butt, opened the car door and got in. Du Hui didn't dare to neglect it and immediately got into the driver's seat.
———
Tang Yu felt a headache.
It is said that when you are drunk, your heart will be numb, at least you won't feel so uncomfortable. However, he felt that he became more sober when he was drunk.
In his mind, the hateful yet unforgettable face of Song Zhixing kept coming back. It weighed heavily on his chest, making him feel depressed.