840: C840 Practice

C840 Practice

Did she really like him?

Impossible, she had a husband. No matter how ugly or maimed he was, she wouldn't be moved.

Soong Ying consoled herself as she kept thinking about every single detail of her relationship with Jiang Chen. However, she couldn't get rid of this feeling of guilt.

Soong Ying really couldn't stand the torture, so she got up and went to Jiang Chen's bedroom.

Soong Ying wanted to leave a few times, but she held herself back. After hesitating for a long time, she lifted Jiang Chen's quilt and laid down beside him like a cat. She wanted to prove that she could accept her husband, and she, Soong Ying, would not carry her husband to find another man.

Jiang Chen was slightly shocked. He didn't understand what Soong Ying was up to. She ran to his bed and immediately pretended to turn around to hug him.

Soong Ying's body was slightly stiff, but she did not dodge. The two of them hugged quietly. Jiang Chen's heart slowly calmed down. Not long after that, he actually fell asleep.

The beautiful night passed by quickly. Soong Ying opened her eyes as soon as the sky brightened. She was still frightened when she saw Jiang Chen's ugly face, which was almost completely dark. She even felt like vomiting.

She resisted the urge to retch and took Jiang Chen's hand away. Soon, she noticed something. Jiang Chen had a scar on his right little knuckle, and she seemed to have seen this scar somewhere before.

Suddenly, she remembered the hand that had helped her move her wet hair. Her heart began to race.

Could he be …

At this moment, Jiang Chen also woke up. Seeing Soong Ying staring at him blankly, he couldn't help but laugh, "What happened? Did I scare you?"

Soong Ying quickly turned around, but her face was red from her excessive excitement. She then noticed Jiang Chen's neck and arms. They were all white, but his face was rough, black and yellow. It was like P to P to P.

Thinking of all the possibilities, her heart beat faster and faster.

"I'm going to cook."

He ran out the door.

Jiang Chen sat up in shock, smacked his lips and followed her out.

He had never thought that Soong Ying would suspect him, because he knew that Soong Ying had never looked at him directly, but he had underestimated the intelligence of a woman, especially a person who was driven mad by morality.

Soong Ying's mind was in a mess as she cut the vegetables. In the end, she had only cooked two bowls of instant noodles, but Jiang Chen had taken a very fragrant meal.

When he looked up, he saw Soong Ying staring at him with a creepy look in her eyes. He asked, "What's wrong?"

"No …." "Nothing?"

Soong Ying panicked and got off the table. After changing her clothes, she left. When she reached the door, she suddenly said something.

"There's a cold medicine under the table. Remember to take it yourself."

Jiang Chen thought about it for a while and cursed, "Damn, this..." Could he have f * cking revealed his secret?

While he was thinking, the phone suddenly rang.

A sweet voice came from inside.

"I'm Soong Hongyin. My father wants you to be a guest, whether you have time or not." "He then asked again." "Hey, are you alright today?"

Jiang Chen said snappily: "Didn't I already let you say everything? What else do I have to say?"

Soong Hongyin snickered. "Anyway, you have to come over. Where are you staying? If not, I'll come and pick you up."

Just as Jiang Chen was hesitating, a familiar voice came over the phone. It was Zhao Tiefang.

After hanging up, Jiang Tu took out the phone that Soong Ying had originally given him and called Soong Ying. He said that he wanted to go to the hospital for rehabilitation today, so he would be coming home late tonight.1

After limping for so many years, Jiang Tu refused to treat it. Soong Ying was also very happy when she heard that he had thought it through. She even told him that the money in her account was always there, telling him not to be stingy and spend it as he pleased.

Jiang Tu's heart felt warm. After all these years, this wife still had feelings for him. Every month, she would send more money to his account. Thinking of this, his handsome face revealed a smile.

After Jiang Dao died, there was still no news from the Jiang Family, but Jiang Xu was not a calm person, could it be that some unforeseen event happened?

If he couldn't go back to Jiang Family for revenge right now, he might as well tell Soong Ying about his own situation. Hiding it this way wouldn't be a good idea, not to mention that he didn't want to just leave and give his good wife to a villain like Zhao Weiting.

Originally, Jiang Tu didn't want to go because of Soong Hongyin's invitation. After all, if he stayed here, sooner or later, his identity as Soong Hongyin's brother-in-law would be exposed, and it wasn't a noble deed to tangle with his sister-in-law. However, after hearing Zhao Tiangfang's voice on the phone, Jiang Tu was afraid that the old man would do something bad to Soong Hongyin.

No matter what, Zhao Weiting was his rival in love. In order to make up for his loss of face, Jiang Tu had specially gone to rent a sports car. In the end, he couldn't let the bastard father and son see a joke.

Not only was it not a family banquet, it was not even a banquet. Although there were two rows of table food on the side, all the chairs were placed in the middle of the room. There was even a big table on top of it, and beside it was a table used for auctions.

Could it be that Soong Hongyin was lying to him? Seeing Zhao Tiefang and Zhao Weiting being surrounded and chatting happily, even though the venue belonged to Second Master Song, the father and son duo actually took over the limelight as if they were the owners.

When Soong Hongyin saw Jiang Tu, she immediately put down her friend and combed her hair. She walked over flirtatiously and put her hand on his arm. Jiang Tu looked at Ann Lin who was standing in the corner. Sure enough, he was treated as a target of hatred again.

"Didn't you say your father wanted to see me? Why are there so many people here? Could it be something about the Husband Selection Competition? "

"Don't mention it, didn't the An Family loot Zhao Tianyang's Emerald Pavilion? In order to boost his strength, he must have some sort of auction. He himself was the one who bought the jades, so he must have come with the intention of getting these gamblers to pay him back! "

"Then why did you come to your house? "Why didn't you tell me in advance? If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn't have come."

"What are you afraid of, being so rich? "Furthermore, I don't know about this matter. When I called you, Zhao Tiefang happened to be bringing these things over, and my father didn't want to decline, so he could only let him do it here. This fellow is very shrewd, and is afraid that his own house will be destroyed by these gamblers." Soong Hongyin had an indignant expression on her face. Indeed, Second Master Song had suffered a loss due to his words. After all, no one had expected Zhao Tiefang to be so shameless.

"Then will your sister come?"

"How many times have I told you? My sister already has a husband, so don't miss her. I think I'm not bad too. How about we get along? What do you think?"

Jiang Tu smiled ambiguously and wrapped his arms around Soong Hongyin's waist, lifting her up. "Ah!"

Just as she was about to shyly climb onto his neck, her arm was slapped off by the man. Although Jiang Tu had a smile on his face, his voice was especially cold, "I'm warning you one last time, I like your sister. Although I know you're using me to provoke that pretty boy, say less of these ambiguous words, otherwise, you will regret it in the future."

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