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Song Qiting's roar caused Tang Zhen to subconsciously fall silent, as she stared at Song Qiting in a daze.

Who is she to whom?

That's right, if she said that she was being forced, even Yu Yifei would not believe that Yu Yifei had planned all of this, and at that time, he would only feel even more disgusted and disgusted with himself.

Tang Zhen sucked the last tear dry and closed his eyes tightly, refusing to take another look at Song Qiting.

She obviously did not know that it was because of her silent attitude that caused Song Qiting to be angered time and time again.

"Bam!"

Song Qiting's own fist fiercely smashed into Tang Zhen's ear, causing a loud sound that nearly deafened her ears.

He suddenly stood up, his anger filling the entire bedroom. Song Qiting slammed the bathroom door, took a simple shower, and wrapped himself in his bathrobe and came out.

He had not bathed for a long time, but it was not short either. However, Tang Zhen still remained motionless on the ground.

Her face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and her hair was stuck to her forehead.

Song Qiting was filled with rage, he shot a glance at Tang Zhen, thinking that Tang Zhen could still act like how he used to, with his arms in front of his body, and use his teeth to undo his belt.

He immediately threw away the towel in his hand, changed into a clean set of clothes, and went into Yu Yifei's room.

The moment Song Qiting entered the room, Yu Yifei just happened to wake up. The moment she saw Song Qiting, she exposed a smile, which was extremely comfortable to look at.

His vision instantly blurred, as though how much he wished that one day, Tang Zhen would smile to himself in such a way.

"Qi Ting, it feels so good to be able to see you when I wake up."

Yu Yifei reached out his hand for Song Qiting to sit on the side of her bed, while she took the opportunity to lean against his chest, looking like a blissful little woman.

Song Qiting looked at her somewhat sluggishly, and even the arm that was embracing her, was at her side in the end.

"Does it still hurt my head? I don't need to call the doctor to come and see if there's anything wrong with your body. "

Song Qiting said gently. Yu Yifei was injured, so he was extremely careful.

Qi Ting, I really want to live like this forever. Last night, I dreamed that we were getting married, and you came to marry me in your handsome bridegroom costume. We laughed very happily, and also very happily.

Yu Yifei nestled into Song Qiting's embrace. Her soft and clear sound was like glass, extremely easy to shatter.

When it came to being interesting, she would even happily pull the corner of Song Qiting's clothes and act like a spoiled child.

Everything seemed so natural and warm, but only Song Qiting knew that his heart was not at Yu Yifei's place.

"Qi Ting, are you as happy as I am?"

Yu Yifei stuck her head out from's embrace and asked expectantly, but when she saw Song Qiting's absent-minded expression, her expression instantly turned ugly.

From the moment she had returned to her hometown, Song Qiting had never taken the initiative.

However, she wasn't worried. She already lived here, so what was there to be afraid of? The man she wanted wouldn't be able to escape her grasp.

"Qi Ting, what are you thinking about?" Did you hear what I just said? "

Yu Yifei pretended not to know anything. Looking at Song Qiting, with his innocent eyes and that pure smile, no one could imagine just how scheming this woman was.

"Yi Fei." Song Qiting's expression suddenly became serious. He looked at Yu Yifei very seriously.

"Tang Zhen and I haven't divorced." He didn't even want a divorce now.

Of course, he did not speak out the second sentence, as he probably still did not wish to see Yu Yifei getting injured in the depths of his heart.

Yu Yifei slowly let go of the corner of her clothes. She lowered her head and did not speak for a long time.

The same silent posture caused Song Qiting to not know what to do, and even made him feel guilty. However, in the end, he couldn't say anything in his heart.

"Qi Ting, I know that it's probably because we've been separated for too long. Plus, we've had some misunderstandings before, so there might still be some distance between us. But that doesn't matter. Now that the misunderstandings have been resolved, we'll definitely return to the past."

Yu Yifei choked with emotions and continued to speak.

"Since you've been waiting for me for so long before, now I'll wait for you for as long as I can. Even if you don't love me now, I still have the confidence to make you fall in love with me again. Give me a chance, okay? "Qi Ting."

Yu Yifei said as she looked up at Song Qiting. She understood Song Qiting, and knew that he would be the one to feel guilty the most in his life.

Therefore, for a man like him, regardless of whether he loved you or not, as long as he felt guilty towards you, it was enough for you to firmly grasp onto him.

"Hungry? I'll get someone to bring you food. "

Song Qiting did not directly answer her question. He took the opportunity to avoid Yu Yifei's embrace, and walked in front of the phone, to inform the servant to bring him breakfast.

Yu Yifei had always been very slow when she ate, and adding that Song Qiting had been feeding her mouthful after mouthful, she was even slower. By the time she finished eating, it was already more than nine o'clock in the morning.

She had originally wanted Song Qiting to eat with her, but in the end, Song Qiting still found an excuse.

Yu Yifei was smart, she knew when to give a man enough space, and understood what it meant to see through and not say anything, so she did not stop him.

Song Qiting closed the door to the main bedroom softly, and couldn't help but take a glance at the door to the main bedroom. Thinking back to the quarrel he had with Tang Zhen this morning, the indescribable rage in his heart caused him to directly go downstairs.

Inside the dining hall, the uncle chen had already prepared breakfast. Song Qiting sat leisurely in the dining hall as he ate his breakfast.

"Young master, Miss Tang still hasn't come down to finish her meal. Should I get someone to bring breakfast to her room?"

The uncle chen said hesitantly. He could hear the sounds of people arguing in the main bedroom in the morning. He didn't know why the young master and Miss Tang were making such a ruckus.

"Hasn't she come down for dinner yet?" Song Qiting asked coldly.

"Not yet." uncle chen respectfully replied by his side.

Song Qiting's face instantly filled with anger, he impatiently threw the fork to the side and said, "Ignore her."

The anger he had felt this morning had yet to completely dissipate, and just as he finished speaking, a sharp pain suddenly assaulted his heart. The stifling feeling almost made him unable to breathe.

"Boom …" "Pa …"

Suddenly, a clanging sound came from upstairs. The sound happened to be coming from the direction of its own sleeping area.

Song Qiting did not hesitate, he rushed straight into the master bedroom.

Tang Zhen laid on the side of the bed. The water cups and machines on the bedside table were scattered all over.

"Tang Zhen?"

Song Qiting's reaction was very fast, he quickly jumped over the things on the ground and picked Tang Zhen up.

Her arms had already been moved to her front, but the belt was still tightly wrapped around her arms.

Song Qiting subconsciously untied her arms. Only after struggling for a while did he realize how tightly he had tied them up, and that there were quite a few miserable scars on her uninjured arm.

The other arm was uninjured, and pus and blood were seeping out from the wound.