Chapter 229 Hug Me
Song Yanming opened his eyes in the hospital and immediately sat up from the bed. He had a splitting headache and Qin Tai helped him up.
"Fuck, slow down!"
Song Yanming touched the gauze on his head and asked, "Where is he?"
"next door."
Song Yanming looked cold, got out of bed and ran to the next room, where he met Xu Yi, who was also not wearing shoes and woke up and ran towards him.
The woman crashed directly into the man's arms, so hard that Song Yanming's mind went blank. Xu Yi was bounced back and was about to fall to the ground in the next second.
The man stretched out his big hand, held her waist tightly, and brought her to him.
Xu Yi pressed against his chest, smelling the faint scent on his clothes, and reached out to hug him. The man also took the opportunity to press her against him, with extra force.
"Song Yanming..."
Xu Yi was scared to death. When he thought about what happened last night, he still felt a chill in his heart.
Song Yanming also hugged her tightly, breathing deeply, feeling relieved.
Qin Tai was standing in the ward. Song Yuqian and Yang Yue came back from shopping and happened to see this scene.
Song Yuqian subconsciously put her hand on Yang Yue's shoulder, and Yang Yue rarely moved his hand away.
He actually felt a little more open-minded. After this incident, Han Fei would probably figure things out.
Song Yuqian hated Han Fei to the core and curled her lips, "Han Fei, a beast, ah..."
"What do you know?"
Yang Yue glanced at her unhappily and dodged directly. Song Yuqian almost lost her balance. She bit her lip and said, "Yang Yue, you are going to die!"
Song Yanming held Xu Yi's face and pinched it again and again. Xu Yi's tears wet his clothes, and the temperature reached the man's heart...
Xu Yi cried, "I was scared to death."
Song Yanming was originally a little furious, but at this moment he couldn't lose his temper, "You scared me to death."
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On the other side, Han Fei was seriously injured. Baldy and Luo Hao took care of him every step of the way until he woke up.
I have to say he is really lucky. Even though he was stabbed in the arm and the abdomen, he was still able to drive for so long and carry the person up the mountain.
Han Fei opened his eyes and saw the two people guarding him, and took a breath.
"cigarette……"
He stretched out his hand and Luo Hao handed it to him.
"fire."
The bald man said, "Brother Fei, the doctor said."
Han Fei gave him a big joke directly, and the bald man obediently handed the fire to him.
Han Fei was lying flat on his back, shirtless, wrapped in gauze, and his arms were tied tightly, making it very inconvenient for him to move.
He looked at the ceiling and exhaled a puff of smoke, "Where's Yang Kun?"
"Boss Yang left last night."
"Running too fast."
"Brother Fei, we were wrong. We just wanted to make you happy."
It would have been fine if he hadn't said anything. As soon as he said it, Han Fei got angry and gave the bald man a big tease again, "Happy, happy? Are you happy now?"
The bald man stopped talking for a moment. Han Fei looked at Luo Hao again and asked, "Who is happy? Are you happy?"
Luo Hao remained silent when asked and shook his head.
Yang Kun went to find Zhou Zhiyin, had a great time with her, and held her in his arms until he was in ecstasy.
I have to say that every time he sees Zhou Zhiyin, he would be shaken. Even though he obviously doesn't want to pretend anymore, he would still fall for her after she said a few gentle words... and drown in her gentle arms.
He had never before had a woman make him feel this way, she was like poison...
He was even afraid that if he showed his true face, she would cry in front of him.
The small manor that Zhou Yuanshan gave to Zhou Zhiyin almost became their private domain, where they could indulge themselves without restraint...
Zhou Zhiyin said she was hungry in the middle of the night last night, so Yang Kun got up and went outside to make breakfast for her. Halfway through, Ah Cheng suddenly called.
"Boss Yang, where are the things?"
Yang Kun was cutting vegetables and stopped.
"You said, no more waiting."
Yang Kun: …
He put down the kitchen knife and took out his cell phone, but there was nothing in it.
Before he came last night, he thought about taking a picture of Zhou Zhiyin's face. This would be exciting enough to force Zhou Yuanshan into a corner so that he could take advantage of the Zhou family's power.
When she held him, he instantly forgot everything.
Ah Cheng didn't hear Yang Kun speak, "Hello, Mr. Yang, is the signal bad?"
"No."
Yang Kun hung up the phone and went straight upstairs.
Zhou Zhiyin was sleeping. She was wearing a white pajamas, revealing her beautiful flared sleeves. Even when she was asleep, she was still beautiful.
Yang Kun took a photo in a panic, then turned to the stairs and sent the photo to Acheng.
Ah Cheng and a few others had been squatting outside for the entire night, relying on smoking to stay alive.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Yang sent it. It's from Miss Zhou's daughter... Do you understand?"
Everyone stared at Acheng with a sly look. Acheng opened his phone and his face froze.
Yang Kun threw his phone aside and was still cutting vegetables when he suddenly received a call, "Hello..."
"Boss Yang, what is this?"
"this is not?"
"Didn't we agree on this? Isn't this explosive enough?"
"What else do you want to see?" Yang Kun was furious. "This is good enough."
Ah Cheng: "How can such a thing threaten Zhou Yuanshan?"
"I went to see him in person and told him that I slept with his daughter and asked him to give me funds."
Ah Cheng chuckled, "If you do this, there's no way back."
Ah Cheng added, "Last time over there, it was you who patted your chest and swore that you could use Zhou Yuanshan, and only then did Mr. Xiao agree to give you and Mr. Han a chance. In that matter, he had always been an egg to Mr. Han."
Yang Kun was sobered up by Ah Cheng's persuasion, "How was it last night?"
"Boss Han was seriously injured."
"What do you mean, he didn't sleep with that woman?"
"No."
Yang Kun's mind went blank. If he couldn't succeed, as long as Han Fei succeeded, he would be able to deal a fatal blow to Song Yanming. There was no need to involve Zhou Zhiyin.
"Is there something wrong with him?"
Ah Cheng: "I don't know. I have no say."
Just then, Zhou Zhiyin came down from upstairs, her hair loose and her white puff sleeves covering her slender arms. Every step she took seemed to be carried by the wind, lazy and graceful.
She was about to come down the last step when Yang Kun hung up the phone carelessly.
Zhou Zhiyin rested her hand on the last wooden ball that decorated the escalator, and lazily placed her chin on it, "Why did you get up so early?"
Yang Kun's mind went blank and he was speechless. Zhou Zhiyin stretched and stepped on the floor with her furry slippers.
Because she had just woken up, her voice was a little hoarse. "I know. I said I want to eat steak, and you fry it for me."
Yang Kun got up early in the morning and was so busy that he didn't even know what he was doing. But when he looked over, he found that what he was cutting were actually the ingredients for frying steak.
Zhou Zhiyin felt warm in her heart. She walked up to him and put her face against his chest. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you. Now that you said it, you definitely won't lie to me."
Yang Kun: …
"I should have trusted you a little more. It's my fault. Brother Kun, please hug me."
"Yin Yin..."
"Hold me now."