It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 241 I want a divorce (3)

At first, Song Qingyi wanted to sit in the box, but Yu Chiguang refused. She felt that the box was too stuffy, so she sat in a window seat in the lobby on the second floor.

Even the hall is separated by countless small screens. People outside can only hear the voices here but cannot see the people inside.

The "bang" sound of the glass breaking just now was extremely ear-piercing in the already quiet hall, and within a few seconds, a waiter's voice was heard outside the screen: "Hello, excuse me, what can I do..."

"Get out!" The waiter hadn't finished speaking, but was shocked by Song Qing with a monosyllabic word.

Yu Chiguang was not in the mood to look at his face right now, all her eyes were attracted by Song Qing's bleeding hand.

After regaining consciousness, he immediately grabbed a handful of tissues on the dining table, got up, sat down next to him, and pressed the tissues in his hand: "Are you crazy? It's okay to squeeze a glass!"

Song Qingyi just looked at her coldly and didn't speak, but Yu Chiguang felt extremely relieved to see him so cold and expressionless, at least it was the look she was familiar with.

Sure enough, does she have masochistic tendencies?Song Qingyi had been frozen all this time, if he changed suddenly and she wasn't used to it, she would feel relieved that he would return to this state again.

Yu Chiguang stared at Song Qingyi for a while, then lowered his head to look at his hands, only to see that the tissue was stained blood red.

Just looking at it, she felt a little dizzy, and she quickly turned her head to the other side.

And Song Qingyi, who had been pressed by her palm all the time, seemed to remember something at this moment, frowned, and was about to withdraw his hand: "Take your hand away!"

"No." Yu Chiguang turned his head to the side and answered him as if nothing had happened.

"You're dizzy." Song Qingyi narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at her stubborn profile.

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The simple three words caused Yu Chiguang's face to change slightly, and she fell into a trough. She was dizzy from blood since she was a child, especially when she grew up, not to mention getting better, it became more serious.

Just now when she saw Song Qingyi's hand, she felt dizzy, but she didn't dare to show it. Now that Song Qingyi said it so bluntly, she felt a little embarrassed.

She turned her head and glared at him, then lowered her head to look at his hands angrily, but it turned out that just looking at this one more time would be ruined.

When her eyes touched the blood-red liquid, she fainted as soon as her eyes went dark.

And Song Qingyi, who had been observing her, naturally supported her quickly, let her fall into his arms, then took off the tissue in his hand, and saw several wounds, large and small .

He looked at the wounds with deep eyes, and then he rang the call bell and called the waiter to bring in the gauze and bandage his hands.

After the waiter went out, Song Qingyi changed his posture and patted Yu Chiguang on the back lightly.

But his eyes kept staring at his hand which was wrapped in white gauze.

He couldn't tell others about the fear and despair in his heart during the night when he almost collided with a big truck.

He couldn't control the demon in his heart, and wanted to cut the truck driver into pieces. Although he knew that the master didn't do it on purpose, he just couldn't control his heart.
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On the other side, the truck driver who escaped from under Song Qingyi drove the truck for a long time before stopping.

With lingering fears in his heart, he made a phone call, and his voice was full of anger: "You clearly want to kill me. I've seen that car before. It's the car of President Song. You actually asked me to hit him. I don't care about this business." Done!"

(End of this chapter)