Chapter 1150

"Love is not kinship, can't be compared, you are wrong to twist our kinship into love, but I don't, so we can never, I only have kinship with you, love can't appear in my whole life, so, be obedient, marry Mubei, he will make you happy for a lifetime."

Song Qian stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears from her eyes.

Song Lingyue shook his head, and her shoulders shook involuntarily with emotion. "I'm like him. I have a heart. He has his lover. I have my lover. How can we be happy?"

"You already have a child, this child will let you tightly tie together, one day, you will have love, even if not, it is good to melt into family relationship."

"Brother, you think everything is too simple, ha ha." Song Lingyue wiped away tears with his hands and sat back on the sofa. Tears made some makeup, which made her look a little embarrassed.

"No matter what, you must get married. From then on, live happily, and my brother will always bless you. This is a card. Here's your money. This is nearly half of the property funds of the Song family, and I don't owe you anything. "

Song Qian takes out a bank card from his suit pocket and hands it to song Lingyue.

Song Lingyue didn't even look at the card. "I don't want to. Without you, what's the use of so much money. Besides, I'm the third young grandma of the Mu family. How can I lack money to spend. Forget it. Don't pity me. "

"Whether you accept it or not, you have half the inheritance rights of the Song family's property. I'll go out first. Make up your makeup and have a wedding. "

Song Qian put the bank card on the coffee table, then turned around and opened the anti lock door to go out.

"Brother..." Song Lingyue gave a low cry and hugged song Qian from behind.

Her hands as if vines, firmly wrapped around his strong waist.

His cheek was against his back.

Song qian does not turn back to song Lingyue. He sighs a long time.

"Don't do that, Yue Yue, let go of it, and don't make meaningless struggle again."

"I don't have to struggle, I just want to hug you, the last hug." Song Lingyue holds song Qian in a coquettish way, and does not let go of him.

His back is very warm and has the taste of childhood. It's like she twisted her feet when she was a child. He carries her to school.

She will never forget that feeling.

However, in the future, she could never hug him again.

She will lose the chance to hug him completely.

Song Qian knows that song Lingyue is suffering, but he also watched her grow up with his own eyes, which is more or less painful.

So I didn't break away immediately.

Mubei ascended the second floor from downstairs and went to the bedroom door.

I saw the dresser and the servant at the gate.

"What are you doing here without going in and putting on her make-up?"

"Third young master, third young grandma and her brother are talking about things in it, so let's come out first."

The servant truthfully reports to Mubei.

"Her brother?"

Mubei gradually responds. Isn't this the man she loves?

What are they doing in there?

Mubei seems to feel a green light floating over her head.

"How long has her brother been in?"

"It's been a while."

"Damn it."

Mubei doesn't love this woman, but as a man, it's not allowed. The woman she's going to marry will put a green hat on her wedding day, which no man can swallow.

Without saying a word, he went to the door and unscrewed the door lock.

Bata.

The door opens.

Song Qian's face appeared in front of him, and there was the woman holding him tightly behind him, the wife he was about to marry.

All the rooms have the best sound insulation, so they don't hear the noise inside and outside the door.

Mubei's sudden break in caught song Qian and song Lingyue by surprise.

Song Qian immediately pushed away song Lingyue and politely explained to Mu Bei, "don't get me wrong, my sister and I are just saying goodbye."

Song Lingyue is very calm, and doesn't care to see all this in Mubei.

Mubei was not happy, but he didn't show it. He smiled calmly and said, "I know, brother and sister say goodbye. Sister wants to marry. Of course, brother won't give up? But don't be too sad. It's just to get married. It's not that you don't want to go back to your mother's house. There's no need to be sad. The wedding ceremony downstairs will be held soon. I have to take Yue down. "

"Oh, well, I should go down, Mubei. Treat Yue well in the future. If you dare to bully her, I will not spare you."

After Song Qian's explanation, he went downstairs directly.

After the man left, Mubei at the door looked at Song Lingyue.

Song Lingyue enters the room indifferently and sits back on the chair in front of the dresser.

Mubei followed up the room, walked behind her, and held the back of her chair. "Oh, I'm crying like a kitten. It seems that I can't give up? Let me guess. You must have thought of escaping marriage today"So what, don't you want to marry me? Don't make it look like you're going to be disappointed. "

"No, you'll just run away, but I'm sure your ruthless brother will have to bring you back for the wedding. And I didn't misunderstand anything about the hug just now. After all, even if you take off and lie on the bed, he may not touch you."

Mubei looks at the mirror and smiles.

"What makes you so sure?"

Song Lingyue also did not know where Mubei's self-confidence can come to this conclusion.

"With my understanding of men, I'm also a man. Men can't understand men any more. People who spend money can make do with it, but people who love will never touch women they don't want to touch. So you're pathetic. "

Mubei tells the truth, which makes song Lingyue's scar seem to tear open and suffocate.

"Mubei, you are a bastard."

Song Lingyue bit his teeth and scolded him.

Mubei shakes his shoulders and is scared, "Hey, how can I be a jerk? Don't say anything like that. "

"I'm a bastard. I'll beat you to death. Whoever let you touch me, who made me pregnant, who asked you to marry me, will blame you. I can't marry my brother any more. It's impossible."

Song Lingyue stood up, holding his collar with both hands and shaking his body to vent his inner resentment and emotions.

Mubei blinked her eyes and let her vent.

"Please, after a long time, don't you understand the reason? Even if I didn't touch you, even if I didn't let you have this baby, even if I don't marry you today, song qian can't be with you, let alone marry you, because he doesn't love you. "

Mubei's words are like a knife, which has extinguished her last hope of hanging on the edge of the cliff.

Song Lingyue loosed his grip on his collar and fell back to his seat.