The man was lying on a bamboo chair, with his pale wife behind him. They were silent to each other, and it was eerily quiet.
"Axun, I didn't mean it."
Ji Yu spoke tentatively and looked at the man's profile, feeling unsure at all.
Chu Xun opened his eyes without turning his face, his expression was indifferent.
"You shouldn't do it."
"I……"
Ji Yu's eyes rolled and she was speechless for a moment. She just slapped a thin vine under Song Xiang's feet, and even Song Xiang himself probably didn't notice it. Unexpectedly, Chu Xun actually saw it.
"No one can be killed by falling on that slope." Chu Xun suddenly turned his face to the side, looked at her and said, "Your behavior is meaningless."
Ji Yu was shocked and stood up.
Chu Xun twitched the corners of his lips and smiled sarcastically, "I'm curious why I know that?"
Ji Yu was speechless.
"Have you had a paternity test done?" Chu Xun asked again.
Ji Yu shook his head, "Not yet. I can't get Mr. Rong's specimen. The people around him are too difficult to deal with."
Just based on intuition, especially when she was pregnant with a child, she felt the fear of losing everything when she saw Song Xiang.
Chu Xun closed his eyes again and said calmly: "Your mother is next door. Asking her is more clear than a paternity test."
…
"Sir, it's time to rest."
Rong Zhe came in from outside and found Rong Boye actually reading a book. Usually at this time, he would have already started to feel sleepy.
"Let's check the matter we checked last time again."
Rong Boye did not raise his head, wiped the header with his fingertips, and gently turned a page of the book.
Rong Zhe was surprised, "Do you think it's different?"
"I dreamed about Nan Nan last night." Rong Boye looked away and looked up at Rong Zhe, "She asked me... to take care of the child."
Rong Zhe was stunned, then lowered his head, "My wife passed away in such a hurry, I didn't know that the young lady left with her."
"No." Rong Boye closed his eyes and pressed his temples with his fingertips. Song Xiang's face came to mind.
"I haven't dreamed about her for a long time..."
Rong Zhe couldn't say anymore, "Don't worry, I will check it carefully again."
…
"Don't think that if you say a few nice words, I can forgive you."
Outside the forest, Yan Han was carrying Song Xiang on his back and paused.
Song Xiang lay on his back, still smiling, and suddenly thought of something else.
"The crystal hairpin is for me, right?"
Yan Han cleared his throat and turned away, "No."
"You're lying!" Song Xiang grabbed his ear, "If it's not for me, who is it for?"
"You are so stupid, I don't want to give you away, okay?"
Song Xiang: "..."
"Then it was bought for me before..."
Yan Han hummed softly.
Song Xiang was so happy that she rubbed his neck with her chin, "Do you like me that much?"
Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue, "Are you saying the opposite?"
Song Xiang held his neck and pulled his face closer.
"You liked me when you bought me hairpins. At that time, I scolded you every day. Didn't you like me first?"
Yan Han: "..."
"Give me back the hairpin when you get back!"
"No." Song Xiang shook his head, pinched his ears, and played with his hair. The stuff in his heart almost exploded.
"Why did you like me then?" she asked again.
Yan Han weighed her and continued walking to the B&B.
"Stop putting money on yourself. If I hadn't seen you crying like a dog in the stairwell, could I have bought you something?"
Song Xiang: "..."
How to speak!
She poked his face hard, "Isn't that because you said you were going to deduct my salary?!"
At that time, she was so poor that she was going to heaven. He also said that she would be deducted from her salary, but he was not going to kill her.