MTL - Remarry, No Way!-Chapter 8 Little man

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Chapter 8 Little Man

Song Ting met with a thick, disgusting color in his eyes, like a sharp blade piercing into Su Shi’s heart.

Mrs. Song was very excited. The old fingers pointed at him: "You..." Then she fainted without saying anything.

"Mom!" Mrs. Song fainted and frightened all the people in the Song family. Song Mingxuan caught her, held her hand in her hand, and hugged her up, screaming: "Not yet calling. Call the family doctor to come over!!"

Song Mingxuan took Mrs. Song’s wife to the floor. Everyone followed me up, and the housekeeper Lao Chen called the family doctor. After a while, he arrived.

The family doctor treated the old lady of Song, Song Mingxuan pulled Song Tingyu to the side, and looked at the son in front of her face. She suddenly reached out and wanted to fight, but was calmly and timely pulled: "What are you doing?" Still not enough chaos now?"

Song Mingxuan opened his wife's hand and looked at Song Tingyu with anger: "You better pray that your grandmother will not do anything."

Mrs. Song’s wife actually has nothing to do. Her body is still good. The reason why she faints is that she is angry and excited for a while.

With the help of the family doctor, now she has gradually opened her eyes and woke up, and everyone has come round.

Mrs. Song looked up at the crowd and struggled to get up. Su Shi helped her up and put a pillow behind her.

Mrs. Song patted the back of her hand, calmed her and told her that she was fine.

Song Mingxuan came over: "Mom, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Mrs. Song replied, and then looked at Su Shi: "Hey, you should go with Vichy first."

Su Shi understood that Mrs. Song’s wife deliberately opened her own, so that she could talk to Song Ting, and she nodded. “Grandma, you have a good rest, I am leaving.”

When passing by Song Tingyu, he glanced at her in the dark and cold.

Su Shi’s heart smiled a bit, and when he turned and left, he closed the door.

Before, because Mrs. Song had to talk to Su Shi and Song Tingyu, she let the little nanny take Song Weixi to his room and temporarily let him out.

Although Song Weixi did not bother to come out, he understood that there was something to say between the adults, and he did not want him to hear it.

He sat on the bed and painted, the little babysitter wore a scarf on one side, and Su Shi pushed the door in. He said to the little babysitter: "You should go ahead, I will take care of Vichy."

"Yes, less grandma."

Song Weixi saw Su Shi coming in, smiling at her, and took the picture book on the bed: "Mom, look, this is what I painted, like?"

Su Shi walked over and took a picture book and looked at it carefully. Nod: "Like."

Song Weixi put the picture book and the color pen in a good position and said to her with a serious look: "Mom, Grandma, what did they say to you?"

Su Shi licked his hair: "Vichy, children don't care about adults."

"I have grown up." Song Weixi spread his hands: "Have you forgotten? I said that when I grow into a little man, I want to protect you."

Su Shi’s eyes were sour, and he hugged the little body in front of his arms and kissed his cheek: “I certainly didn’t forget, I have been waiting for this day.”

Song Weixi held Su Shi’s face with a small hand: "Mom, don't you cry, I am already a man, you don't have to wait."

Su Shi nodded her head and took a deep breath. Just wanted to talk, the door was suddenly opened from the outside at this time.

Song Tingyu was standing tall outside the door and staring at her for a while.

"Su Shi, come out with me."

Song Weixi felt that Song Tingyu’s face was not right. She grabbed her clothes tightly with her little hand and did not want her to leave.

Su Shi didn't want to see something in the face of Song Weixi. She grabbed his hand: "Vichy first painted himself here, and Dad and Mom have something to say."

When he left the room of Song Weixi, Su Shi went to the babysitter to look back at him and then returned to his room.

She knew that Song Tingyu was already there waiting for her.

The reason why he is so angry is because he thinks that the test-tube baby is the one she told Mrs. Song, just in Mrs. Song’s room, I don’t know what they said to him, but presumably, Song Tingyu Very dissatisfied.

Su Shi’s heart was very upset. She opened the door of the room and walked in. Song Tingyu was standing by the window. He was holding a cigarette between his long white fingers. He heard the sound and he turned his head: “Take the door close."

Su Shi closed the door, but he did not rely on him too close, still standing behind the door: "Today's things, I don't know how grandmothers will know."

Things are not what she does, she can't suffocate herself to death.

Song Ting used the fingertips to play the ash, and the corner of his mouth evoked a sardonic smile: "I haven't said anything yet, you can't wait to explain it? Don't know what it means to cover it?"

"...whatever you think." Su Shi turned her head. Anyway, things were not what she did, and Song Tingyu always had a prejudice against her. It was not a strange thing to put things on her.

She felt that the atmosphere in this room is very different now. It will make people breathless when she stays for a long time. She does not want to be in a room with Song Ting, so she buckles the doorknob and wants to open the door to leave.

But the big palm stretched out and held her hand, blocking her movements.

She was shocked, Song Ting met did not know when she was standing behind her.

"Where?" When Song Ting met, he also had a touch of tobacco.

"I don't think there is anything good to talk about between us." He was so deep in her prejudice, and he was strange to her, so it didn't make much sense to say it.

Song Tingyu tightly held her hand holding the doorknob, opened her hand, turned her body, trapped her in the door panel and his chest.

His burning breath was constantly sprayed on her face. She turned her head to avoid it. Even his eyes didn't dare to look at it. He felt that the man's eyes must be burning with anger at the moment.

"what are you doing?!"

Song Tingyu puts her hand on her jaw and lifts her little face up: "You are not doing everything possible to design it all. Is it for me to touch you? What? Now what is in front of me? Do you know? Some things have been installed for a long time, it is boring?"

After all, he still thought that this was what she and the Song family said.

Su Shi’s jaw was painfully pinched by him, and he had to open his eyes. He deliberately sprayed smoke on her face. She was cramped and coughed, and her tears came out.

"Song Tingyu, you bastard, let me go!"