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Chapter 264 Patriarchal

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    "What's wrong?" I looked sarcastically at Song Weichen who had a calm face: "The Song family used to be so patriarchal, fortunately you are a son."

    He frowned and gave me a displeased look: "What do you mean by that?"

    Feeling angry, I couldn't help but raise my voice: "What do you mean? I don't believe you can't hear it. Does your mother really not know that Chengzi is sick?"

    But this ball of anger seemed to hit the cotton, Song Weichen just passed me and gently placed the orange on the small bed.  I stared blankly at his background, my eyes flickered slightly, and I suddenly felt that everything was boring.

    "Forget it, pretend I didn't say it, I'm going to take a shower."

    The low voice seemed to be speaking to him as well as to himself.

    With my back facing him, my shoulders drooped, and the energy I had been supporting for so long disappeared all of a sudden.

    There was a short sigh from behind, I stopped, and I saw Song Weichen's shadow walking towards me from the corner of my eye, my heart trembled, and I couldn't move my steps.

    "Chen Yan, things in this world cannot be perfect, do you understand?"

    His chest slowly covered my back, encircling me in his arms.

    The throat is tight, and the eyes of the throat seem to be blocked by something, and it is impossible to speak.

    "I know that you may suffer some grievances, so I will try my best to stand by your side to protect you, but from the day you agreed to enter the Song family, you should know that there will be many uncontrollable things happening in your life  In front of you, how do you face these things, not only can I solve it once or twice, but how to balance it depends on you."

    His deep and mellow voice echoed in my ears, without any melody, but like a soothing song, it made my heart settle down a little bit.

    With drooping eyelids, I looked at his arms wrapped around my waist, slowly digesting the comfort of his rare words.

    The room was terribly quiet, and the sound of the clock's movement could be heard needle by needle.

    After a long time, I moved my lips: "Can I really face it? I don't know anymore"

    "I trust you."

    "Um."

    I didn't expect him to easily resolve my anger and unwillingness with a few words. I closed my eyes, and I felt the change in this short period of time. I understand what he said.

    Life is not just me and him, but also various conflicts.

    But make me give up being with him?  No, I shook my head desperately in my heart, I never want to let go of the man behind me in this life.

    I obviously felt that Song Weichen behind me breathed a sigh of relief after hearing my good words, and the tip of his nose was slightly sore. I remembered what I said at the beginning, how did I swear in front of him that I wanted to be liked by his mother?

    Gently exhaled, a sly smile flashed in my eyes.

    "But what to do, I still feel very uncomfortableI'm afraid it won't get better, eh."

    My voice deliberately revealed grievances and hoarseness. It sounded like I was about to cry at any time. Sure enough, when the people behind me heard it, the tall figure suddenly stiffened.

    He slowly tightened the hand on my waist: "Chen Yan, I"

    Where he couldn't see, the corners of my mouth curled up, but my voice quietly added some sobs: "What are you, anyway, you are bullying me."

    But before the good show was over, there was a knock on the door.

    "Master, it's me."

    My complexion can't help but turn cold, Mama Wang is here at this time?  She just echoed Song's mother's matter downstairs, and my little favor for her has completely disappeared.

    I closed my mouth tightly, and the intention to tease Song Weichen was gone.

    "Wang Ma, what's the matter?"

    There was silence outside the door for a while, before replying after a while: "You ordered the soup to be boiled at night and it's ready. I'll bring some over here. Do you want to"

    Wang Ma's voice became lower and lower, and finally I could barely hear it.

    There was a slight movement in my heart, I don't know if it was my illusion, I seemed to be aware of her cautiousness through the door.  The man behind him didn't speak any more, as if he was waiting for my decision.

    "come in."

    Gently breaking away from Song Weichen's hand, I have restrained the coldness on my face.

    The door opened, and Wang Ma stood at the door with an unnatural expression on her face. The little anger in my heart was also wiped away by her expression.

    "Young Madam"

    "Give it to me, thank you Wang Ma."

    She was holding two bowls of steaming hot soup on her plate. When I approached, a gust of hot air hit my face, making my nostrils smellThe aroma also penetrated into the nostrils, and the quality of this soup can be seen as taking time to cook.

    "Slow down, be careful of burning."

    Wang Ma gave me a guilty look before handing the things to me.

    Seeing her like this, I softened my voice: "Go to bed early, don't worry about us."

    After she heard my words, there seemed to be something shaking in her drooping eyes. I didn't see it clearly, but I heard her say in a dull voice: "Okay, young lady, I'll go down first."

    "Um."

    When the door closed, I breathed a sigh of relief.

    Turning around, Song Weichen was standing behind me, looking at me with a half-smile, and I knew that he had seen through my little thoughts before.

    With a cold snort, I still pretended to be unhappy and said: "If you don't come over and help me, I'm dead."

    He squinted his eyes, which was very threatening, but he walked towards me slowly.  I suppressed a snicker, trying to keep my face sullen.

    But it lasted less than two seconds, and the scent became stronger as it moved. My stomach couldn't help making a sound, my cheeks flushed, and I looked at the man in front of me awkwardly.

    There was a smile in his eyes: "Come here."

    "Wang Mama sent it to me"

    I muttered softly, but my footsteps still involuntarily followed behind him and walked inside.

    "Wang Ma has been in the Song family for 30 years. She had a son who died in an accident. After that, except for the people of the Song family, she treated everyone else with a good-looking appearance."

    I stared blankly at him saying these words lightly, and I was really shocked in my heart: "How could this be"

    "Well, it's been too long, and few people have mentioned it. Drink it quickly."

    He didn't answer my question anymore, and returned to his usual taciturn appearance.

    I pursed my lips tightly, and felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. It turned out that the fate of too many people in this world is not in my own hands. I drank the soup made by Wang Ma one by one, and my eyes gradually revealed relief.

    It was almost early morning when I lay on the bed, I rolled over into Song Weichen's arms, and kept drawing circles on his chest with my fingers.

    He hurriedly grabbed my hand, his voice became a little hoarse: "Don't move."

    I squinted my eyes and snickered, the fingers that he held in his hand were still moving dishonestly: "Song Weichen, if I go out during the day, it will be fine, right?"

    "where are you going?"

    "Anything is fine." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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