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Chapter 1293: 1293 I volunteer (1)

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However, when he turned his head and saw Li Hanyan's heartbroken and aggrieved look, he felt furious. Why did this boy ruin Xingxing and Hanyan's sincere heart towards him

Are all the Li family members really going to fall into the hands of the Tang family

"Come on, come on, let's go downstairs and talk about it later." Mr. Tang had no choice. After all, they were in the wrong. At this moment, he could only smile. What kind of grandchildren did his sons give him? ! None of them is worry-free! Not to mention that Tang Yi ran away from marriage yesterday, he hasn't recovered yet, and the sixth son Tang Song said that he could marry the fifth sister-in-law as his wife. He came here early this morning to finalize the marriage of the second son, but he got this drama again. It's really more exciting than the last! If his heart is not strong enough, he really can't bear it!

"This time, Tang Yu must give our Li family an explanation!" Li Qiming held his daughter's hand tightly, fearing that she would be unable to think straight and cause trouble like last time.

"Yes! Explain! You must explain!" Old Master Tang echoed. His old face was completely disgraced by these useless grandsons! Yesterday he smiled at the Mo family, and today he smiled at the Li family. In all these years, he has never been so cowardly! It's all because of these rebellious sons!

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Song Zhixing stood in her room, still trembling all over. She unbuttoned her men's shirt, revealing bright red marks all over her body. Those were all left by Tang Yu.

As passionate as she was last night, she felt as anxious, uneasy, guilty, and embarrassed as she was now. Even though she was afraid to face it, she had thought about the scenes of being in public with Tang Yu countless times, but she had never thought it would be like this.

She squatted down and rummaged through the clothes in the cupboard, feeling as embarrassed as if she was caught having an affair. At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and she was like a frightened bird, and she quickly grabbed the clothes to cover her body, still trembling.

Tang Yu stood at the door, and seeing her in deep fear, his heart ached. His eyes became more serious, and his breathing became heavier.

Seeing her, Song Zhixing's stiff body slowly relaxed. But the next moment, she was overwhelmed with more sorrow. She stood up, tears streaming down her face. She didn't even bother to put on her clothes and walked towards him.

Tang Yu closed the door, opened his arms and hugged her who was trembling.

Song Zhixing was afraid to face anyone downstairs, and was also afraid of being forced to leave - she didn't know why, anyway, she just didn't want to leave now. After last night, she didn't want to leave here even more. Maybe, she didn't want to leave the man in front of her.

"Are you scared?" Tang Yu asked lovingly, wrapping his long arms around her tightly and pressing his lips against her earlobe.

Song Zhixing nodded, then shook his head. He was frightened, but more than that, he was at a loss. He didn't know how to bear the disappointment of his grandfather and aunt.

"It's okay." Tang Yu patted her back soothingly to relieve her trembling.

Tang Yu's comfort had always been very effective for her. She stopped shaking so violently, and he loosened his arms a little.

Song Zhixing hugged his back and felt a wet spot, sticky and warm. After she calmed down, she realized something was wrong. She broke away from his arms and went behind him. But when she saw the wounds on his body, her heart ached. She frowned and asked anxiously, "Was this caused by Grandpa just now?"

Tang Yu didn't answer, but looked at her deeply, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, as if he was surprised, and seemed a little relieved, "Finally you know how to feel sorry for me?"

"I'll go get the medicine." She said and turned to look for her medicine box.

Tang Yu pulled her back and said, "Put on your clothes first."

His eyes were deep. "Otherwise, if I can't control myself and do something else, this little injury won't be enough to solve it."

Song Zhixing was annoyed, "It's already this hour, and you still have the mood to talk about this!"

But her face was red. She quickly grabbed a set of clothes and slipped into the bathroom. Summer clothes have low necklines, and there were too many red marks on her neck to hide. She barely covered them with her hair, hiding some and showing some. She was a little frustrated, and her scalp was numb.

After hesitating for a long time, he had to give up. He opened the door and came out of the bathroom. Tang Yu had already casually put on pajamas.

"Sit down." Song Zhixing took out the medicine box and talked to Tang Yu. She was still thinking about his injury.

"Don't worry about the people downstairs?" Tang Yu said so, but he had already sat down beside her bed. He enjoyed the feeling of being worried about by her.

Song Zhixing took out the cotton wool, poured iodine on it, and treated his wound. The wound and the long red mark clearly showed how angry the old man was at the moment. She put layers of gauze on him, and her heart suddenly ached. Tang Yu seemed to feel her emotions, slightly turned sideways, and embraced her with his long arms, hugging her tightly.

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downstairs.

Mr. Tang was neither sitting nor standing. He stared at the room upstairs for half an hour.

Tang Yu, that bad boy, wouldn't do anything stupid in Xingxing's room at this critical moment, would he

Seeing that Li Qiming could no longer sit down, the door of the upstairs room finally opened. Two people came out of the room belatedly. Tang Yu walked in front, and Song Zhixing was led by him, behind him.

Like a child who had done something wrong, she kept her head down and did not dare to look at the eyes of the other three people.

After walking downstairs, Li Qiming stood up suddenly and said, "Separate! Why are you holding hands?"

As if that wasn't enough, Li Qiming rushed over and pulled Song Zhixing away from Tang Yu. Song Zhixing glanced at the old man, bit his lip, and then called out, "Grandpa..."

He looked at Li Hanyan again, his lips trembled, and he wanted to call for help, but Li Hanyan had already turned away, her eyes red. All the disappointment was obvious.

Li Qiming saw the marks on Song Zhixing's body at a glance and scolded Tang Yu, "You are a piece of shit! Xingxing is only 18 years old, how could you have the heart to do that to her!"

"Grandpa, please don't scold him..." Song Zhixing felt a pain in his heart and subconsciously wanted to protect Tang Yu.

"You don't need to explain. Grandpa knows you couldn't have done it voluntarily!" Li Qiming didn't want to believe that his granddaughter could do such a ridiculous thing, so he only directed his fire at Tang Yu. "She is an 18-year-old girl who doesn't know much about the world. Don't you, a 30-year-old man, know anything? I think what happened between the two of you was either forced or raped by you!"

With such a big hat on his head, Song Zhixing shook his head desperately, "No, Grandpa, it's not what you think! I volunteered!"