C253 She is a threat

He suddenly felt as if he had been frozen in place. He wanted to catch up to Song Dai'er, but he suddenly felt that even if he caught up to her now, he could not explain anything.

An An, who was enjoying the show at the side, walked up with her slim waist and stood in front of Huangfu Yunyin. She traced his faintly red cheek with her finger and said, "Hehe, is she your wife? She's a pretty little beauty of the East, but her education seems to be a bit lacking …"

"Shut up!" Huangfu Yun roared. He definitely wouldn't allow anyone to say anything about Song Dai'er. This time, it was his fault, and he had to take responsibility for it.

"It looks like you do care about her!" An An saw Huangfu Yun's reaction. Of course, she understood that if Huangfu Yun didn't put that woman in his heart, then he definitely wouldn't have acted like this at this very moment! In that case, she was a threat.

Huangfu Yunyin's face instantly darkened. He abruptly pulled down An Xi's restless hands, fiercely shaking them off, and said in a low voice, "An An, you just need to do your job."

A wisp of beautiful smile like a rose hidden with thorns. She looked at Huangfu Yun and said, "Of course, but you also need to know what I want. I've discovered that I like you more and more!"

"You …"

Before Huangfu Yun could react, An An had already left with graceful steps.

"Damn it!"

Huangfu Yunyin took a deep breath. At this moment, his mind was in a mess, as if it was going to explode. His fingertips couldn't help but rub his throbbing temples.

"Dell …"

When he read Song Dell's name in his heart, Huangfu Yun was suddenly shocked. Dai'er's gaze just now had frozen his entire body in an instant. Perhaps he had been wrong when he had used An An to deal with the Leylin family, but in order to dispel the haze and humiliation that had been plaguing his heart for years, even if he had been wrong, he would not retreat. He definitely would not.

The blue sky and white clouds shone under the scorching sun. Song Dai'er was like a walking corpse as she wandered the bustling streets. Her originally beautiful and charming face was now replaced by a pale expression.

Why? Was that man really going to treat her like this? Song Dell could not understand.

But the heavens really did like to joke around. They actually made her pregnant at this time!

A string of tears rolled down from her red eyes. Ignoring the incredulous gazes of others, Song Dai'er was like a crazy woman who was crying while her heart was on the street.

Why did her husband, Huangfu Yunyin, who usually doted on her a hundred times, do such a thing? He gave her a sweet dream-like world, and although the marriage wasn't long, and they had quarreled before, he still held her in his palm like he was doting something, and she was willing to live in that sweet dream Huangfu Yunyin created for her. But everything that she saw just now was like a beautiful dream.

After being betrayed, a feeling of having nothing attacked Song Dai'er's senses, and she quickly circulated through her entire body, stopping in her tracks. When Song Dai'er looked at the strangers that rushed to and fro around her, she suddenly discovered that after getting married, she had no one to rely on other than Huangfu Yun.

The originally gentle sunlight was now as sharp as a blade's edge. Song Dai'er felt a dizziness in her head, a dizziness that was rapidly gushing out, causing her legs to weaken and fall to the ground.

"Be careful!"

A pair of hands suddenly came from behind and firmly held onto Song Dell's waist, then forcefully pulled her into his embrace.

The dizzy Song Dell was suddenly hugged from behind by someone. She knew that this embrace wasn't reserved by Huangfu Yun, so she yelled out in fear, "Let go of me, what are you doing?"

"Dell, it's me …" That person pressed his lips against Song Dai'er's ear and said gently. His voice was so soft that it sounded like he was coaxing a disobedient child.

Song Dale was stunned for a moment, this gentle voice was very familiar, so she turned her head to look at the man behind her who looked even warmer than the sun, and she laughed involuntarily, "Logue, I actually met you here."

Subconsciously, Song Dai'er wanted to say that she had met Logue in such a miserable state.

Logue looked suspiciously at Song Dai Er and said, "Dai Er, what's wrong? I've been paying attention to you since the beginning. Why are you crying as you walk? What happened?"

"I, I didn't cry … I'm not crying! "

As Song Dell spoke, she turned her head slightly, with the back of her hand trying to wipe away the tears that had yet to dry.

"Dell, didn't we say we were friends?" Logue, who was attentive, could see the sadness in Song Dell's eyes.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine." Song Dai'er vaguely responded to Luoge's question of concern and questioned him closely. She truly had no way of telling Luoge about the matter between her and Huangfu Yun, because that was, after all, a private matter between her and Huangfu Yun.

"Alright, since you won't say anything, then I won't ask! But next time, don't run around alone like this. It's dangerous! If you need anything, just call me! " After saying that, he took out a book from his bag, quickly wrote down a string of phone numbers, tore it off and stuffed it into the palm of Song Dell's hand.

Song Dai'er held the paper in her hand and suddenly looked puzzledly at Logue. "Why are you here?" Aren't you in J Country? "

His expression showed a trace of helplessness but he immediately released his emotions. He used his fingers to scratch his blond hair and said with a smile, "Hehe, if I said I was here for a blind date, would you believe me?"

"A blind date?" Song Dale looked at Roger and said uncertainly.

Logue bent down slightly, looked into her eyes, and nodded. "That's right, it's a blind date. Dale wishes that the girl I met is as cute as you."

This made it easy for her to detect a trace of helplessness hidden in his eyes. However, Song Dai'er found it strange, although he was smiling so brightly, there was a kind of helplessness in his eyes. Unable to endure any longer, Song Dai'er suddenly blurted out, "Logue, you seem to be very helpless?"

"There's nothing to worry about. Since we can't avoid it, why not use the Eastern proverb 'as you wish'!" Logue continued to grin.

"As you wish …" Although she felt that the way this sentence came out of the mouth of the western man was a little funny, it still made her heart calm down a little. Logue said that since there was no way to avoid it, then it might be right to face it properly.

"Dell, are you coming out alone? Where's Huangfu Yunyin? " Logue looked around and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to see Huangfu Yunyun, the man who should have been by his wife's side when he followed her, let alone such a heartbroken wife.

"He … "I'm busy, I'm in a meeting!" Song Dell thought for a while and then blurted out those words without any hesitation.

Logue smiled and made an inviting gesture, "Song Dai'er, are you willing to be the tour guide for your friend named Logue?"

"A tour guide?" Every time she came out, she would be accompanied by Mary or the chauffeur. How was she supposed to act as a tour guide?

"Let's go and have some fun. Accompany me in keeping these artwork like buildings in my camera!" Logue shakes the camera that hangs on his chest.

No wonder, Song remembered, that Logue had read architecture and had appeared on the streets of Italy. Not to mention the professional, she had always been attracted by the art-like, art-like buildings on the streets of Italy, where she had wandered home at Mary's urging.

Now, however, she was distracted and wanted to be at peace with herself. Perhaps she was accompanying Logue in the square, admiring the great buildings that had become more and more enchanting despite the passage of time and the vicissitudes of life.

"Dell, let's go!" Logue spread his arms in front of Song Dell and made a gesture of invitation.

"Alright!" Miss Song nodded her head and placed her small hand on Logue's broad palm.

"Let's go, it's a good thing you accompanied me …" Logue was like a child with a beloved item. He grabbed onto Song Dale's hand and happily squeezed into the surging crowd.

Time passed by minute by minute, second by second, Huangfu Yun sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the clock as it ticked past. His handsome face was covered with panic, because even when the sky was almost dark, his Dai'er still hadn't returned.

"Clang …"

When the grandfather clock rang seven times, Huangfu Yun couldn't help but get up from the sofa. When he looked out the window at the pitch-black sky, he couldn't sit still any longer and knocked over the wooden chair with a kick.

The loud sound echoed back and forth in the spacious living room. Mary, who had already gone home, was so frightened that her face turned pale because she was the one who brought the lady out. It was already dark by now, yet the lady still hadn't come home.

But how could he blame her? When she finished settling the bill at the baby clothing store and came out dragging large bags and small bags, the madam had long since disappeared.

Huangfu Yun couldn't sit still any longer as compared to Mary, who was scared to the point of not daring to breathe. He turned his head and asked Mary, who was hiding at the side, "Mary, what are you doing? Why haven't you called Madam?"

"Eh? "Yes …" Although Mary was curious as to why Huangfu Yunyin didn't call his wife and instead wanted her to, when she saw his gloomy face, she couldn't help but swallow her doubts. She quickly picked up the phone and made a call to Song Dai'er.

Huangfu Yunyin sat paralyzed on the sofa. His originally handsome and high-spirited face was replaced by a lonely expression. A few strands of hair hung lifelessly in front of his forehead. Huangfu Yunyin couldn't help but use his hand to ruthlessly scratch it.

He didn't even have the courage to call Song Dell...