Song Chenyan looked at her and felt that his cold heart seemed to be beating again.

He actually didn't like to seek calculating days, but what people want to get will eventually give up. If he chose Su Rao, it would be equivalent to choosing the position of the head of the Song family.

The heights are so cold that he is willing or not, he is pushed forward by fate.

Therefore, he had to give up a lot of tenderness and kindness.

Now, when he looked at Su Rao's face, his heart gradually felt warm. He was not cold-blooded, even if his methods were not humane and were often cruel, but there was still a gentle and gentle heart, and a little cleaner on his heart, leaving his girl.

Before she knew it, she had become his dependence on faith.

Su Rao was half asleep and half awake when she heard Song Chenyan say, "Rao Rao, let's get married."

So Su Rao woke up most of the time.

She nodded slightly without hesitation and said, "Okay, I'm very happy to marry Ayan."

The system prompt sounds at the next moment: [Love value: 99%]

Su Rao was completely awake.

She opened her eyes and saw Song Chenyan's face that was close to her.

He stared at himself affectionately, and the light in his eyes was gently rippling, which could almost cause people to drown.

She had only had time to call his name, and the next moment, he robbed all her breathing and heartbeat.

He pried open her teeth and let her get his breath.

"Rao Rao..."

He called her name in a short gap, and so tender, in such a quiet night, it made people feel the urge to cry.

Su Rao closed her eyes and gently hooked his neck.

As consciousness rises and rises, there are some indescribable complex emotions. It's time to turn into blackness, Su Rao knows.

But in this situation, she didn't know where to start.

She could only let herself fall into the whirlpool of being deeply loved, not thinking or thinking, and being able to delay for a while.

The moonlight appears dim in the wind and snow.

It was as if it was going to be eroded by the endless wind and snow.

......

When Su Rao woke up, it was already noon the next day.

She got up and walked to the door, but heard a loud noise coming downstairs.

The half-human-high vase at the door had now fallen to the ground in pieces, and a man was kneeling in the center of the porcelain pieces.

Su Rao couldn't see his face clearly, and could only see a big blood hole on his forehead. Blood rushed out from it, dyeing half of his face red.

Su Rao heard Song Chenyan’s straight and gentle tone and said, “Get out, don’t let the wife see it.”

But she had already seen it, and Su Rao thought with some distress and helplessness.

She didn't know what was going on, but if she appeared now, it would be like adding fuel to the fire. Since Song Chenyan didn't want her to see it, she simply turned around and walked into the room.

But without taking two steps, she heard the man say, "Yes, the head of the family."

Su Rao stood there in a daze.

Head of the family?

When did Song Chenyan become the head of the family?

Thinking of this, a vague doubt gradually emerged in her heart.

Last night...

Is his abnormality because of this?

The head of the family...

What did he do to Song Zhaohong?

Su Rao stood there for a moment, but afterwards, she still didn't go down. Instead, she walked absent-mindedly towards the bedroom.

Not long after she returned to her room, Song Chenyan appeared.

He wore a long black striped suit today, which is a very classic style and is not easy to make mistakes, but few people can wear it so elegantly and charmingly.

He walked towards him, and the morning light shone on him, dragging his shadow for a long and long time.

He stopped in front of her, knelt on one knee, his fingertips brushed across her hair, his expression very calm and gentle: "Rao Rao woke up?"

Su Rao lowered her head and twisted her fingers. She deliberately staggered her eyes with him and said softly: "I dreamed last night that you told me that you wanted to marry me."

So Song Chenyan smiled and sighed, reached out and pinched her sore waist, and then saw her flushed face as she wished.

He lowered his voice, with a bit of seductive meaning: "Now, do you still think it's a dream?"

Su Rao followed his words and asked softly: "Then...when will we get married?"

Song Chenyan picked up a strand of hair on her forehead and said, "Soon, when the snow stops, I will marry you."

Su Rao felt it was a bit too fast, but on the surface, she still smiled and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

The snow outside the window was shining, and everything in the room was like a silent silent drama.

Song Chenyan has more and more secrets, and Su Rao would always hear the sound of the system, often about his blackening value.

Usually the 1% trend is rising. Su Rao doesn't know what he has experienced, but just thinks a little complicatedly: Perhaps, his blackening value can be fully increased without taking action by himself.

But after a while, Song Chenyan's blackening value never increased again.

It has been maintained at 55%, and there is no upward trend again.

Su Rao touched the high-end wedding dress that was transported from the air, and thought to herself that she still had to do it herself...

However, this time, Su Rao did not plan to cause trouble at the wedding. After all, the future is long, so she still doesn't want him to come to Taiwan at the wedding.

...

On the second night before the wedding, Su Rao heard gunshots in the bedroom.

She was almost awakened, after all, she had never experienced such clear gunfire.

She almost sat upright immediately, and then walked in the direction of the sound just now.

She knew it wasn't a picture she could bear, but she still walked over step by step as if she was guided by some kind of guidance.

The corridor was covered with soft Persian carpets, and she stepped on them barefootly, without any hesitation.

There was no sound around him, and Su Rao finally stopped in front of Song Chenyan's study.

She took a deep breath, then closed her eyes and pushed open the heavy door with force.

The smell of blood coming to his face, Song Chenyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to him.

His white clothes are bright and bright, and the snow scene outside the window is so beautiful that people can't let go of their eyes.

But there was blood on his fingertips. Su Rao looked down at him. She was a man who had no rest.

Su Rao had met him at a meeting with the Song family.

She was wearing that childish cotton jacket, and the man was laughing at her outfit.

Su Rao's feet softened, and her shoulders hit the door, making a sound.

Hearing the sound at the door, he thought he was his subordinate, and his voice was light: "Treat it clean."

Su Rao whispered his name: "Ayan..."

He almost turned around the next moment, the panic and incredible on his face made people feel distressed, and there was no calmness just now.

He seemed to want to say something, and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

He walked towards her by the person on the ground, and when he raised his hand and wanted to touch her, he suddenly withdrew his hand, took out a square scarf, and repeatedly wiped the blood on his fingertips.
Chapter completed!