Chapter 256

In a single family villa in jiangjiazhuangyuan, song Xiaoya comes here with uncle Liu, who is waiting on the old man, accompanied by several servants.

"Sir, take the medicine first." The nurse took the medicine in her hand and coaxed the old man into taking it.

The old man had a reluctant expression on his face, "I don't want to take medicine. It's terrible!"

"Master, if you don't take medicine, the third daughter-in-law will not be happy and can't play chess with you." Uncle Liu looked at Song Xiaoya and said.

The old man thought about it, then looked at Song Xiaoya, and finally took the medicine.

In front of the small square table, song Xiaoya and Mr. Jiang sit face to face, with a chess game in the middle.

"General, I won, ha ha!" Not long after the first game, song Xiaoya didn't know what was going on, and the old man had already declared victory.

“……” She Lengleng looking at the chessboard, a face of confusion.

Where is this win? A car turns several corners and can fly over to eat her veteran. It's clearly walking around!

"That Three young grannies, just cooperate a little and make the master happy... " Uncle Liu some embarrassed in Song Xiaoya's ear, quietly charged.

Mr. Jiang's spirit is a little abnormal. His intelligence is only about the same as that of a few year old child, so just treat him as a child.

"Well, you win." Song Xiaoya smiles helplessly. Looking at the old man cheering because he won, she couldn't help feeling.

People who don't know anything are happy, and sometimes it's not necessarily a bad thing to be confused. At least, he can have a good time every day.

On the contrary, the more sober people are, the more unhappy they are. The more you know, the more painful your heart is.

She suddenly began to miss the time when she lived with Jiang Beichen in Banshan villa. At that time, there was no baby in her stomach, and she didn't know about Jiang Beichen's past.

At that time, she was happy and happy.

But now, the more you know the truth, the more you find that happiness is illusory, which scares her.

"Here comes the third young master." There was a servant's voice outside the door. Then, a little hasty footsteps came in.

Jiang Beichen behind with a group of bodyguards, quickly appeared in the villa, cold face, with a bit of tension.

Seeing song Xiaoya sitting there safe and sound, the tension on his face slowly eased.

See Jiang Beichen appeared here, song Xiaoya some accident, did not expect that he can find here so soon.

"Song Xiaoya, come back with me." Jiang Beichen comes to song Xiaoya and says in a low voice.

"I don't want to go back." Song Xiaoya did not look at him, just a light response.

Jiang Beichen stares at her without expression, then suddenly bends down and picks her up from the chair.

"Jiang Beichen, what are you doing? Put me down." Once again he forced to hold up, song Xiaoya some angry, began to struggle in his arms.

This man is still so domineering, always only according to their own wishes to act, never to consider her ideas, whether she is willing or not.

Jiang Beichen lowered his voice and put it in her ear, "good, don't make any noise."

Afraid that she is injured, Jiang Beichen does not dare to hold her too hard. Song Xiaoya is as vulnerable as a crystal doll.

"What's wrong with me? It's you. Stop it, Jiang Beichen Song Xiaoya see can't break away, no longer struggle, looked up at him, ridiculous response to him.

As soon as she saw Jiang Beichen, she felt a kind of heartache and didn't want to see him.

Jiang Beichen's action was stiff. After a moment, his voice became softer. He glanced at the old man and uncle Liu and others beside him. "Good, let's go back first."

"I have nothing to say to you." Song Xiaoya simply turns her head and no longer looks at him. She never thought that Jiang Beichen had been cheating her.

Their marriage was fake, and now she couldn't believe anything he said.

No matter how many reasons and considerations he had, he finally cheated her, which is a fact that he himself has admitted.

See her stubborn refused to go back, Jiang Beichen face finally appeared a bit angry, "Song Xiaoya, don't test my patience."

In his life, he had never said anything so low to anyone. Now, she didn't want to pay any attention to him!

Her performance made Jiang Beichen very unhappy and uncomfortable!

She took the old man away from the villa and said nothing.

Song Xiaoya knows that the struggle is the same result, so she doesn't struggle any more, and is honestly stuffed into the car by him.

The villas of the Jiang family are very large. It takes a long time to go from one place to another. Sometimes they have to rely on transportation.

It's only a few minutes' drive from the residence of the Jiang family to the main villa where song Xiaoya and Jiang Beichen live.Song Xiaoya sat quietly in the car, turned her head out of the window and looked at the scenery. She never spoke, and even had no expression on her face.

Jiang Beichen's vision has been staying in her face, see her so indifferent attitude, eyebrows tightly wrinkled up.

The next second, he reached out and held her hand tightly.

Song Xiaoya was stunned when she felt her hand being held, and then she wanted to take it back. She tugged back hard, but the big hand still held tightly, just refused to let go.

Song Xiaoya turns her head and stares at him. She finds that he is staring at her with a strange look. That pair of deep eyes with charming luster, let her heart can't help a tremor.

She immediately turned her head again and stopped looking at him.

Jiang Beichen held her hand tightly all the time, and never let it go all the way. Until I get off the bus.

Song Xiaoya also gets off the car, but she is hesitant to enter Jiang Beichen's room again. Jiang Beichen comes directly to her and holds her up without saying a word.

"You put me down, I can go by myself."

"No, you are not good now." Jiang Beichen low Mou swept her one eye, then overbearing say. Now only when he holds her in his arms can his heart be more stable.

Song Xiaoya is held by him all the way back to the bedroom.

After the door was closed, song Xiaoya's voice rang, "Jiang Beichen, can you put me down now?"

Jiang Beichen held her, strode to the edge of the big bed, then slowly bent down, put her on the bed, and conveniently took off her shoes.

Song Xiaoya's whole process is like a puppet manipulated by others. She has no choice at all. She lies down angrily, covers herself with the quilt, turns around and doesn't look at him.