Chapter 15 Whatever You Want

Chapter 15 is up to you.

Song Tingyu remembered that when Su Ran was beaten, Qiao Qing's eyes were not normal. What was even more ridiculous was that the The su family didn't seem to have any reaction.

Su Hao and his daughter, one hiding in their own room upstairs, the other sitting in the living room leisurely drinking tea and reading newspapers.

He suddenly understood, "You~ mom always do this?"

Su Ran pursed her lips and did not answer, "She's been much better lately."

Song Tingyu was such a keen person, how could he not notice the meaning of her words: "When did she start this?"

Su Ran understood that what he meant by "She..." Was her mother. She just wondered how Song Tingyu would want to know about her, but she didn't want to tell anyone about Qiao Qing, especially the man in front of her.

"She only feels insecure sometimes..." Su Ran looked up at him with difficulty, "It's getting late. You should go back first. Thank you for today."

Song ting stared at her expressionless, "Thank you for what? Didn't you just say that even if I didn't show up, your mother wouldn't kill you? At most, I knocked you out. It's no different from the current situation."

Su Ran knew that Song Tingyu had always been a bad talker and was even more so to herself, so she had to get used to it.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, anyway."

"Mr. Song?" Song Tingyu raised an eyebrow, "So you like to call your husband that?"

Husband? Su Ran thought it was funny. This was the first time she had heard these words from Song Tingyu. She looked at the man, only to find that his beautiful eyes were filled with faint, tiny mockery.

"Didn't you remind me? Be careful of your identity."

Song Tingyu put his hands on the edge of the bed and suddenly approached her. He looked at her condescendingly, "Su Ran, when did you listen to me like that?"

The two of them were so close that their breathing mingled. Otherwise, she was not used to being so close to him, and she panicked. She reached out to push him away, but the helpless action involved the wound on her back. She screamed in pain and frowned.

Song Tingyu pressed her shoulder, "If you don't want to die of pain, don't move."

She did not know who was responsible for this. Su ran held back his hand and said, "I want to rest. You should go back first."

"Grandma asked me to stay and take care of you tonight."

"No, I can take care of myself."

"Whatever." Song Tingyu curled his lips and said coldly. He then picked up the car keys on the coffee table and left the ward.

I don't know what I did to offend young master song, but in his eyes, everything she did was wrong. Su Ran smiled bitterly, letting himself ignore it.

She could only lie down on the bed to sleep now, but one movement lasted for a long time, and her body was numb, afraid that it would involve her body again, so she did not dare to move, so she closed her eyes and let herself fall asleep as soon as possible.

She was tired, really tired.

Song Tingyu took the key to the hospital's underground parking lot, unlocked it, sat in the driver's seat, and when he put the key in, he didn't start the car. Instead, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and put it in his mouth.

He was a little annoyed by Su Ran's attitude when he spoke to him, but now he thought about it and thought, what does her matter have to do with him?

Why should he care?

He stayed in the car with the window open for a long time, but he didn't go back to the The song family. When he got out of the car again, he looked at his watch. It was early in the morning.

He went back to Su Ran's ward.

She was already asleep, still in the same position as he had just left.

Su Ran didn't sleep well in the middle of the night, because the pain in her back haunted her.

So she woke up early in the morning. Since it was winter and it was past six o' clock, it was still dark outside and not much better in the ward. She sat up slowly and groped in the dark to turn on the light. How did she know that she had touched the glass on the table? It fell to the ground and broke at her feet, making a crisp sound.

She was so scared that she quickly took a step back.

At this time, the lights in the ward turned on. She squinted and saw Song Tingyu sitting on the sofa looking at her.

She froze for a moment.

He didn't leave last night?

Spent the night on the sofa?

"You..."

He didn't look well, probably because he spent the night on the sofa in such a cold day and couldn't sleep well. Su Ran found the atmosphere a little awkward. Although they were husband and wife, they were no better than strangers.

If it wasn't for Song Weixi, they probably wouldn't have had much to do with each other in this lifetime.

She didn't say anything, because Song Tingyu had already stood up from the sofa, walked towards her, and stopped in front of her.

She instinctively backed away.

Song Tingyu's hand was pressed against her waist, avoiding the wound on her back, but also preventing her from taking another step back.

His deep eyes fixed on her delicate face, "Su Ran, am I a monster?"

They were so close that she could even feel his breath on her face while he was talking. Suddenly, she realized that her heart was beating violently.

"What, what?" For a moment, she did not understand what he meant.

"Why do you want to hide every time you see me now?" Song Tingyu's long, white fingers wrapped around the thin hair on the side of her cheek, circled it a few times and curled it up, "Didn't you like appearing in front of me before?"

Su Ran's face turned pale. She knew he was talking about the past. In order to be able to shove her to him, Su Hao kept showing her up in front of him. Whenever she refused, he would move out of qiao qing.

Su Ran cheered himself up and smiled, "As you said, you are not a monster. Why am I afraid of you? I'm just not used to you getting so close?"

"Not used to it?" Song Tingyu raised his eyebrows and moved a little closer, stopping a millimeter away from her lips. At this moment, with just one movement, he could catch her cherry lips accurately.

He deliberately slowed down his tone, "Then you have to learn to get used to it, because for a long time in the future, we will be far more intimate than we are now."

Su Ran knew he was talking about sex and physical entanglement. She hated it and didn't like it when he moved out. She put her hand in front of his chest to stop him from getting closer. She stared at his handsome face and said word by word, "That's not necessarily true. Maybe I'm pregnant now. Isn't Mr. Song very capable? Vichy was conceived at one time..."