Qingmei can flirt with Han, but Gao Leng Zhuma can't stand it

Chapter 159

"You~ you attack others personally."

Song Yitong stared at him, wishing he could stare right through him.

"Be careful and I'll tell you."

"You sue, do you want to hire a lawyer?"

Mu Yu said with a shy face.

Song Yitong knew that he was a lawyer, and felt angry.

Mu Yu opened the car door, "Get in the car."

Seeing her not moving, Mu Yu leaned on the car door and said, "Do you think there will be a car for you?"

Song Yitong waited for a while, but there was no empty taxi.

I wrapped my coat tightly in the cold, but didn't dare to stomp my feet.

Both feet are almost numb.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Mu Yu sitting in the car and looking at him leisurely.

Song Yitong feels that if this goes on, he will be the one who suffers.

He simply limped towards Mu Yu's car.

Seeing her coming, Mu Yu helped her open the car door, "Welcome."

Song Yitong reported the address as soon as she sat on it.

Anyway, I'm moving tomorrow, so it doesn't matter.

Mu Yu sent her home, leaned on the car door and watched her go in, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"It's too late, I can't, next time I have a chance, sit down."

Song Yitong looked back at him and went in but didn't come out.

Mu Yu waited for a long time, thinking that she would come out, only to find that the lights were all flicked off.

"It's heartless."

Song Yitong stood by the window, taking advantage of the moonlight to faintly see the shadow of the car.

I knew he hadn't left yet.

Mu Yu watched for a long time before driving away.

Song Yitong climbed onto the bed and hugged a doll, and when she closed her eyes, it was full of Mu Yu's figure.

Anxiously, I wanted to roll a few times, but the injury on my foot didn't cooperate.

It hurts to move, so Song Yitong just picked up his phone and watched TV.

I really regret that I forgot to ask Song Yichen for his contact information today, and I don't know where to find him in the future.

When I think of Song Yichen, I think of his mother.

Song Yitong got annoyed more and more, got up and planned to ask Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song didn't fall asleep either.

Turning on the light, looking at Song Yitong who was sitting on the bench, "Ask what you want."

Song Yitong said directly, "You arrested Second Brother's mommy?"

"Yes." Mrs. Song leaned against the bed with her eyes lowered, not looking at her.

"Why did you arrest her?"

"Because I hate her." Mrs. Song gritted her teeth a little when she spoke.

"If she hadn't heard my conversation, Song Yichen wouldn't have run away, and your brother wouldn't have died."

"Mom, wake up, heart replacement surgery is not [-]% successful."

Song Yitong stretched out his hand to hold Mrs. Song's hand, and sat on her bed, "Besides, the second brother is not so obliged to save my elder brother with his own life."

"The eldest brother's life is his life, but the second brother's life is not his life?"

Madam Song gritted her teeth, "He doesn't deserve to live, he is a wrong existence."

Song Yitong shook her head, denying her words, "There is no value in life, it is his own right to live, and you don't have the right to deprive him of his rights."

"I know you hate him because his mother got involved with you and father."

Song Yitong choked up and continued, "But do you know?"

"I like him more than my elder brother. When I was young, I secretly complained about my elder brother."

"Why is he a sick child, other people's elder brothers can protect themselves and take their younger siblings to play."

Song Yitong wiped away tears, "But he never did, I didn't really realize the feeling of having an older brother until the second brother came."

"Although he never buys me anything, he never takes the initiative to take me to play, but when I am bullied, he is always the first to rush to me." Song Yitong felt that the total amount of tears she had this day was greater than before. More than a year.

　I see that most of you have time at night, how about I change it at night, one at midnight, one at 12 noon, one at ten o'clock in the evening, and one at eleven o'clock?If possible, deduct 1, okay, if not, I'm thinking about it.Although there are weekends and time, I can't wait until the weekend to update.

　　I have corrected the typos as much as possible (I see that there are no more, hahaha), I was too careless, and I made mistakes when I typed a little too quickly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)