Warm Marriage Addiction: My Wife Is So Sweet

Chapter 128: I just want to see you

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Song Xiangwan directly revealed the past that had been clouded with gray.

Thoroughly upset everything, also let Song Qiyue stare.

Song Xiangwan pressed on step by step, "Back then, you and Su He were close, and everyone thought you were going to be together. Didn’t you also acquiesce in your relationship with Su He? However, Su He was in the final election. It’s something you didn’t think of!"

"Su He, the person he really likes is me, not you!"

"Because you can't accept this fact, you are shocked, you feel embarrassed, you can't stay in the Song family anymore, you can't face the Zhou family, let alone Zhou Suhe!"

"You even went to Su He to get it back, but you didn't succeed. You..." Song Xiangwan frowned!

She is going to tell that the buried part once came!

And Song Qiyue just looked at her silently, her eyes faint.

Cold, unruly, but also with a trace of melancholy.

"You!" Song Xiangwan forced her heart down, she grinned her teeth, "It's because Su He doesn't like you anymore, so you can't accept it!"

"You left a book in your anger, and just ran away from home like this! You made everyone go crazy to find you, worrying about your safety and whereabouts!"

"Dad, mom, aunt, elder brother, younger brother! And Su He! Especially Su He! He looked for you everywhere, but he couldn't find it! You just want everyone to feel guilty for you, so that we all feel that we owe you So you can leave like this waywardly!"

"You succeeded, you did it!"

"Now, everyone feels that I owe you, Su He thinks, I think so too! But, Song Qiyue, Su He is already with me! He chose me! This is a fact, this is a fact that cannot be changed. !"

"But you are not willing, you have to snatch Su He back from my hand!"

"You have to fight with me! Don't you!"

Song Xiangwan yelled angrily, as if she was venting.

She has never been so hysterical. As the proud daughter of the Song family, Song Xiangwan has always been meek and obedient, sensible and polite.

Where is it like this moment, such anxiousness yells at her!

Her voice hasn't gone away yet, lingering in Song Qiyue's heart.

Thinking that her departure had brought such a big setback, it made her feel guilty.

"Song Qiyue, why didn't you speak? It was because I was right!" Song Xiangwan asked her out when she was silent!

Song Qiyue then slowly spoke, looking at her and said, "It was my youth and waywardness to leave that year. Believe it or not, I didn't want everyone to feel that I was owed."

"Three years ago, since he chose you, I never thought about competing with you."

"I didn't want to snatch him over either."

"Xiang Wan, do you think feelings can be used for grabbing?" Song Qiyue called her, and she asked softly.

Song Xiangwan was startled!

She stayed there and suddenly stopped moving!

Song Qiyue's eyes were very faint, spreading and gathering, slowly.

She said, "Really, you can't take it away."

Then it was Song Xiangwan's turn to be speechless.

There was a silence--

Until someone came up from behind and said suspiciously, "Xiang Wan, July? Why are you standing here?"

Song Xiangwan looked back, Song Qiyue also looked over.

It was Aunt Jun, who came up with a cup of dessert.

Although Aunt Jun didn't hear anything, she also noticed something wrong. She looked at the two sisters, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

"What's the matter with you?" Aunt Jun asked after a while, "fighting?"

Seeing that I can't hide it, if I say it's okay, it will make Aunt Jun even more worried.

"Yes." Song Qiyue smiled.

"Why did you quarrel?" Aunt Jun asked.

"Did Xiang Wan record a new record yesterday? I borrowed it and listened to it, but I didn't make it right when I accidentally played the song. It was scratched."

Song Qiyue said so, Aunt Jun said, "Oh, the record is scratched, can I still fill another one? Xiang Wan?"

Song Xiangwan replied, "It can."

"That's good, little things, you two sisters don't be angry." Aunt Jun smiled and invited them to drink sweet soup together.

"How old you are, you can make a tantrum about a little thing."

She even said, "It's just a record. If it's scratched, fill it in again."

Aunt Jun only treats them as two children, still like when they were young, quarreling over the damage of their beloved toy.

The record can be refilled if it is scratched.

However, feelings are broken, and even if the wound is healed again, it is difficult to heal.

Because of the cracks.

Although they were still arguing at the moment, Song Qiyue and Song Xiangwan didn't say much because of the presence of Aunt Jun. The two followed Aunt Jun very much and drank sweet soup.

After drinking the sweet soup, Song Xiangwan got up, "Aunt Jun, the sweet soup is so delicious. I have to go out. I won't come back for dinner tonight."

Aunt Jun smiled and nodded without asking more questions. Of course, she went to see Zhou Suhe and had an appointment with him.

"In July, your holiday is quite long. When will you go back to the company to work?" Aunt Jun turned her head and asked again.

"Auntie Jun, do you think I am eating at home?" Song Qiyue leaned on her and acted like a baby.

Aunt Jun patted her gently, "Well, this is not what you Aunt Kang said. Ziwen has already returned to Hong Kong to work, so he is not here."

"If you go back to Hong Kong City, wouldn't you be able to meet him more often?"

"Auntie Jun, do you really think Kang Ziwen is good?" Song Qiyue asked with her eyes closed.

"This kid is good."

Song Qiyue said softly, "You are willing to marry me out so early."

"As long as you find a life-long happiness, I will be willing if I am not willing," said Aunt Jun.

Hearing this, Song Qiyue's eyes were a bit astringent.

She didn't want to admit that she was a little bit sour.

So, probably because I didn't sleep well last night.

...

That day was finally quiet, Kang Ziwen returned to Haicheng, Song Lianheng also went abroad, and Zhou Suhe did not visit the Song family.

Song Qiyue is also happy and free, but she is not really free. Because Chu Yan contacted her, she invited her to help out tonight. Song Qiyue responded with one bite, and she set off as soon as the time came.

When the evening came, Song Qiyue was about to go downstairs when it was punctual.

But Mr. Mo called again.

Song Qiyue took a look, but accepted it.

It was Mo Zhengyan's consistent gentle and deep voice. He said, "Come out."

"What?" Song Qiyue was startled.

"Let's have dinner together."

It turned out to be an appointment with her, but is this tone too mad?

Song Qiyue smiled, "Uncle, I'm not free today."

"Are you asking me to invite you to your house?" He was undoubtedly a threat in disguise.

"I'm not free, my sister has an appointment with me."

"Just the one on Xiangjiang Avenue that day?"

"Yes, you have a good memory, that's the beauty."

"Where did you go." He asked again.

"It's just that the sisters gather for a meal, you really care about me." Song Qiyue was too late in this room, because Chu Yan had already come to wait.

She replied, "Uncle, next time, I'm going to leave, bye."

Before Mo Zhengyan could hear back, Song Qiyue hung up, and Chu Yan snatched the phone in, "I'm here, but I won't come down yet."

"Here's here, don't rush."

Song Qiyue reported to Aunt Jun to leave.

Outside the Song's old house, Chu Yan's car parked nearby.

Song Qiyue smiled and walked over and got in the car.

Chu Yan stepped on the accelerator, she glanced at her, "What are you wearing like a lady?"

"No way, the situation is compelling." Song Qiyue shouted, "Have you taken the clothes you brought me?"

"In the back pocket."

There was a large shopping bag on the back seat of the car. Song Qiyue pressed the button, climbed from the front to the back, and pulled down the shield again.

She started to change clothes.

In front of him, Chu Yan drove away from the old house of the Song family, "I really didn't see it, your family is quite rich."

"You are so publicly exposed outside, your family agrees?" she asked.

"I make money by myself, and I don't rely on them to raise it." Song Qiyue replied while changing clothes.

"It seems to be another fairy tale. You are a Cinderella." Chu Yan teased her.

Song Qiyue glanced at her, "Fuck you, even if it is a fairy tale, I am the queen!"

"Yes, I poisoned that Snow White, and then I looked in the mirror every day and asked the magic mirror, the magic mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world."

"You and I are not talking about the same version, I am talking about the Ice Queen."

Chu Yan pressed his temple.

Song Qiyue said passionately, "I want to take away the boy I like! Hahahaha!"

Song Qiyue said and laughed, she was fast, and she had changed into clothes.

Chu Yan's figure is thinner than her, but the clothes can still be changed. A skirt with a small coat, it fits well, and it fits tightly.

Song Qiyue said depressed, "Xiaoyan, can you be a little rounder?"

Chu Yan said, "It's time to lose weight, you are so fat, and the boss sees you, isn't he too tired to panic?"

"Better to die than to starve to death, right?"

The two looked at each other, and the other side was speechless.

Song Qiyue put on makeup behind her, and she asked, "What is the background of the big boss you want to settle today?"

"A group of local tyrants." Chu Yan was eloquent and ruthless.

The evening meal was held in a five-star hotel in Haicheng.

During this dinner, Chu Yan was the home court, and Song Qiyue was only accompanied, not the captain. As soon as she went in and looked around, no one knew her. Several bosses with their subordinates are broad and fat, inlaid with gold and silver, and they are very lavish and heroic.

Sitting at the dinner and chatting again, it really is a local tyrant.

It turned out to be ore.

These people are not fuel-efficient lamps. They can drink wine when they drink it. Fortunately, they are not in vain, they can drink it as well.

This dinner is also lively.

But inevitably, someone couldn't hold it, Song Qiyue helped a sister to go to the bathroom. After coming out of the bathroom, Song Qiyue was going back with the sister again. But who knows, there is a person standing on the other side of the corridor. Because of his height, he can see it at a glance.

Song Qiyue fainted.

Isn't this Qi Jian, one of the golden boys and girls next to Mr. Mo?

Song Qiyue walked over and said hello, "Hey? Qi Jian, you are here."

"Miss Song, Mr. Mo asked me to wait for you here. He invites you to sit in the private room for a while." Qi Jian said with a smile.

Song Qiyue was not surprised, as if she had expected it a long time ago.

She thought for a while, and said to the sisters beside her, "You go back first, and I will come later."

"Okay." The sister replied, and walked away by herself.

Song Qiyue followed Qi Jian to the private room where Mr. Mo was.

As soon as I entered, the huge private room was clearly a large private room that could accommodate more than ten people, but at the moment there were only two people.

One is He Sangsang, the second of Golden Boy and Jade Girl.

And the other one, sitting there, was Mo Zhengyan.

He is always clean like a cloud in a black suit and white shirt.

Song Qiyue walked over and sat down on a chair nearby.

With one hand on her chin, she glanced at a table that barely moved, and turned to look at him.

"You are here to eat alone, why do you order so many dishes?"

"I wanted to be with you, but you were not free."

"Then don't have to be so wasteful." It's a violent thing!

Song Qiyue not only sighed for his waste, but also sighed for his speed of doing things, "Uncle, my heart of admiration for you is as broad as the sea."

It was clearly just a phone call, how could he know where she was going in such a short amount of time?

"How long did you know that I was in this restaurant?" Song Qiyue asked.

Mo Zhengyan didn't respond to her immediately, but shouted, "Sangsang, have a bowl of soup."

He Sangsang stepped forward, immediately filled a bowl of hot soup, and put it in front of him.

Mo Zhengyan took it, but gave it to Song Qiyue.

Song Qiyue glanced at him, then looked up at him again.

But he handed over the spoon again, "Drink, entertain the customer, you must have nothing to eat."

He was right. Since Song Qiyue sat down, she really didn't eat anything decent. Although there was a table of delicious food, she just wanted to entertain.

She did not pretend to refuse, took the spoon and started drinking.

"Did you install a tracker on me?" She asked curiously while drinking soup.

Mo Zhengyan smiled, "You have taken sick leave, and don't forget to go outside to make extra money. Of course I have to take care of you so hard."

"Uncle, you even know that I am taking sick leave. It seems that you really care about me." Song Qiyue responded with a smile.

She understood now that he had carefully probed her movements.

"So, you also took care of my good sister by the way, that's why you knew she was banqueting here today." Song Qiyue thought.

Mo Zhengyan didn't deny it, but just said, "I'm afraid that you haven't been involved in the world, so I will check it for you."

What this said is a guardian's identity!

"What about the result after the check?"

"It shouldn't be bad for things to gather together, but it still needs to be investigated." He made the above conclusion.

Song Qiyue is not happy anymore, what is this term? Things gather together?

"You should say that we know each other by mutual understanding and help each other."

She corrected his words and continued to drink the soup, "Since I have already explored the bottom, I feel relieved for the time being, why are you still in such a hurry to come to visit the class?"

"Why, I'm afraid I'm running away?" She raised her eyebrows and asked, not forgetting to pick up vegetables to eat.

"Running? That won't be enough," Mo Zhengyan said slowly.

"Otherwise?" She greedily tasted a few bites, put down her chopsticks, and drank only the bowl of soup.

The taste is really fresh, but it's a pity that I can't taste more, I'm afraid that I will be tempted by the food and refuse to leave, then Chu Yan will approve it.

"Have you ever heard a word?"

"what?"

"A day is like three autumns."

He said softly, his hand picked up the napkin on the table and leaned to her mouth.

Song Qiyue was startled by his gentle movements.

Mo Zhengyan was very indifferent, and gently wiped the corners of her mouth and said, "It's nothing, I just want to see you."