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Song Qiting gripped the flowers tightly as he walked into the study with an ice-cold expression.

He placed the rose into a vase and placed it on the desk. His black eyes glittered like black obsidian. Under the red rose's protection, there was a hint of charm. His whole body was exuding an enchanting and dangerous aura, causing one to die from it.

Since Yu Yifei was on the second floor, she had naturally seen everything that happened to them in the flower garden. She was too far away from her hesitation, so she could not hear what the two were saying.

However, the rose in Song Qiting's hand was enough to explain everything. It was impossible for Tang Zhen to compete against her in Song Qiting's battle.

Yu Yifei ruthlessly gripped his palm. The ruthlessness in his eyes caused even the air to tremble uncontrollably when it collided with the walls.

She quickly took out her phone and dialed the number that she remembered.

"Chu Hao, Tang Zhen has already returned to the Song Family villa, I will think of a way to get her to leave, this time you better make things more beautiful, or else don't blame me for being rude."

Yu Yifei said to Chu Hao viciously with a sinister face.

"Got it." After Chu Hao finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yu Yifei laughed coldly, "Tang Zhen, I want to see how long you can keep up the good show."

Yu Yifei roared angrily, she slowly walked to the front of the counter and poured herself a glass of red wine, eating gently and gracefully.

For some reason, Tang Zhen suddenly felt a chill on her back, and she couldn't help but shiver. She couldn't help but rub her right arm with her left hand.

She casually used a towel to wipe her body. It was already inconvenient for her to move her body with one hand, but with just a small movement, her wounds would be affected. Not long after, Tang Zhen became extremely exhausted.

There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She quickly wiped it off and walked out of the bathroom.

Yu Yifei was not only afraid of her warnings, she was also secretly carrying out her plans. Today, she did not come looking for trouble with Tang Zhen.

When Song Qiting returned to the bedroom, he was already asleep. He quickly took off his jacket, walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower, and then went back to bed.

He laid beside Tang Zhen, tightly wrapping his arms around her and only then did he slowly close his eyes.

In these three years, Song Qiting had never realized just how peaceful it was to sleep while hugging Tang Zhen.

The next day.

When Tang Zhen woke up, a pair of large, powerful hands were wrapped around her waist. She suddenly turned her head, and what entered her eyes was Song Qiting's face that was filled with anger.

She heaved a sigh of relief. It had already been so long, but she was still not used to being carried and woken up by Song Qiting. Moreover, this seemed to be the first time.

Tang Zhen quietly got up, but moving with one hand was not comparable to using both hands. With just a slight movement, Tang Zhen was shocked awake.

Song Qiting's arm suddenly exerted force, and directly pulled Tang Zhen back. The sky spun and her entire body was pressed under Song Qiting.

"Hiss …"

Tang Zhen suddenly felt pain as she helplessly held onto her arm.

"What's wrong? You touched a wound? "

Song Qiting asked anxiously, he grabbed Tang Zhen's arm and started to inspect it.

"I'm fine." Tang Zhen let out a light breath. The instant she lifted her eyes, her gaze just happened to meet Song Qiting's.

Time seemed to come to a standstill. Their gazes met, and the Qi between their noses flowed back and forth. Instantly, a vague Qi suddenly exploded between the two.

Tang Zhen looked at Song Qiting in a daze, seeing the nervousness in his eyes, he felt troubled in his heart.

She quickly turned her head away from Song Qiting. She hated Song Qiting for teasing her time and time again like this. He obviously didn't love her, but why did he still use such a caring facade to deceive her?

"Mr. Song, good morning!"

She stood up again, and her lower jaw was suddenly grabbed by Song Qiting.

"Don't talk to me like that again. I don't like it."

Song Qiting stared straight at Tang Zhen, every time he felt an itch in his heart because of Tang Zhen's sharp tongue, but even so, he still did not tire himself.

His words made Tang Zhen sneer. What do you mean by not liking him, there are many things in this world that he doesn't like.

He was too domineering.

"Then how does Mr. Song want me to call you? Please let me go. I want to get up."

Tang Zhen looked coldly at Song Qiting, her small, stubborn face turning so fierce that Song Qiting wanted to bite him.

Of course he did, but just as he was about to bend over, there was a knock on the door.

"Tang Zhen, have you woken up?"

Outside the door, Xu Miaomiao anxiously knocked on the door. Obviously, she did not know that Song Qiting was home.

"Scram!"

Song Qiting's furious voice suddenly sounded, scaring him to the point that he couldn't help but tremble.

She stood outside the door in a daze, listening to the sound of her cousin's explosion. It was not hard to imagine that she was disturbing their good fortune.

Xu Miaomiao snapped back to reality. She had originally wanted to flee, but seeing that Yu Yifei had walked out of the room, she couldn't help but smile sinisterly.

"That... Cousin brother, Tang Zhen is still injured, take note. "

Xu Miaomiao sneered as she covered her mouth. She then looked in Yu Yifei's direction and snorted.

Hearing the sound of Xu Miaomiao's footsteps as he left, Tang Zhen couldn't help but push at his chest. Even though nothing had happened to them, she still felt guilty for some reason.

"Can you let go now?"

Tang Zhen could not help but blush, and as she spoke with a flushed face, she did not dare to look at Song Qiting.

However, the person had no intention to let go of her. His slender fingers once again touched Tang Zhen's chin, and his face couldn't help but curl into a smile that he could not even detect himself.

"What is it? Weren't you always valiant and shy? "

Song Qiting had never seen Tang Zhen being shy before, but now that he looked at it, he felt that it was really cute.

"You …"

Tang Zhen glared at Song Qiting, but her arms were still weak enough to resist Song Qiting, let alone the fact that she only had one arm left to move.

She suddenly turned her head around. How could she possibly be a match for Song Qiting with such a thick face?

Seeing that he had enough fun with her, Song Qiting quickly got up. He took out a casual set of clothes from the wardrobe and quickly put it on.

After that, she leaned on the side of the wardrobe and looked at Tang Zhen playfully.

"Go out."

Tang Zhen glared at Song Qiting. If he stood here, how could she change?

"I've never seen that part of you before?"

He spoke as if nothing had happened as he walked right in front of Tang Zhen with his slender legs and took the clothes from her hands.

"What are you doing?" Tang Zhen subconsciously held onto his chest, as he looked at Song Qiting in panic.

"Are you sure you can dress yourself? Don't move! "

Song Qiting said coldly, and in a few moments, the robe Tang Zhen was wearing fell to the ground.

Song Qiting looked at Tang Zhen in a daze. He had always known about his body shape, but this was the first time he saw Tang Zhen like this.