Laughter from the indoor tennis court reverberated throughout the room.
Song Siqin slowly lowered his eyes and hooked his lips. Hum, I know you don't believe it. It doesn't matter
"You should have said that to the man outside you!" Fu Ting glanced coldly at the woman hiding in the distance, went to one side and picked up the tennis racket, took the ball and hit it at the practice ground on one side.
Bang, the tennis ball made a sound on the wall and bounced back again.
The dust on the wall and the ground made song Siqin cough. She covered her lips and nose and stepped back a few steps. She said difficultly, "ting, I have no man outside."
"It doesn't matter if there is one."
Song Siqin walked forward a few steps, but he dared not to approach. He could only keep a certain distance from Fu ting. "Ting, believe me, I really don't have..."
"Don't worry about that. When the baby in your stomach is born, you can have a paternity test."
"I see. You must be because Feng Nan and I are so close that you can't forgive me, can you? Feng Nan and I are just high school students. There's nothing else to do. "
Fu Ting continued to play, making a thumping sound.
It can't go on like this. Song Siqin thought, "if you don't believe me, I I might as well die. "
"Don't die."
Song Siqin's eyes were full of hope! You still don't want me, do you? "
Fu Ting raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. "I want you not to die here," he said slowly in Song Siqin's embarrassed expression, "because this is the last night you and I live here."
"What?" Song Siqin has thousands of questions.
"You also know that I am in a precarious situation. Of course, Feng has started to buy the only one of Fu 's companies. I'm afraid you don't know that I owe a lot of money, do you? A while ago, I went abroad to gamble and I was in debt. Now I want to sell this house. "
Song Siqin shakes his head and steps back. "Impossible! This is the old house of the Fu family. Even if you want to sell it, grandpa won't agree with you. "
"Grandpa, I will tell him. By the way, correct you. This is not the old house of the Fu family. The old house of the Fu family is where grandpa lives. " Fu Ting picked up a ball and continued to fight. A ball flew straight towards song Siqin. She was frightened and dodged. The ball landed at her feet and rolled to one side.
She could see that Fu Ting was intentional. Her face tried to smile, "ting, let's move to the old house where grandpa used to live."
"You don't know? That old house has long been sold by me. "
Song Siqin is a little unsteady, leaning to one side, trying to catch something, and finally finds that he can't catch anything. She dropped her hands and held on to her clothes. "Here Is this the last house? "
"Yes!" Fu Ting stopped. "I'm sorry to make you suffer later."
No! Song Siqin has been repeating this sentence in his heart. If that's the case, what should I do later? Fu Ting must have lied to himself.
"If you want to follow me, take good care of Grandpa later."
Song Siqin's voice is a little hoarse, "what do you mean?"
Fu Ting holds the bat in one hand and the ball in the other. He frowned as he bounced up and down at tennis, and said with a rather headache, "I'll send all the servants out of my house tomorrow."
"No Isn't there any housekeeper herb? "
"Yes, and herb, but he is too old to do some things. For example, heavy work and dirty work, as well as three meals a day, all need you to deal with. " Fu Ting raised his arm and played the tennis ball in his hand.
Peng's loud sound is like beating on song Siqin's chest. She covered her chest and smiled a few times. "I'm still pregnant in my heart, isn't it suitable to do those things?"
Fu Ting pondered for a while, "can't you work when you are pregnant? You can do it, too. You don't learn to adapt now. When the baby is born, you have to take care of the baby and do housework. You can't be busy. It's better to go step by step. "
Song Siqin staggers a few steps, "ting, I'm delicate, not suitable..."
"There are not so many suits in the world, just make them." Fu Ting waved and walked toward the door.
"Thunder!" Song Siqin steps forward and embraces Fu ting from behind.
Smelling the smell of a woman, Fu Ting retched and forced himself to ask, "what's the matter?"
"As long as you don't leave me behind, I won't give up on you."
If the woman standing behind him now is Ning Wan, he may be moved, but not. Fu Ting was too lazy to laugh. He broke song Siqin's fingers one by one. "Thank you."
Thank you? Song Siqin's eyes were full of grim expression, and coldly annotated Fu Ting's back.
When the man walked away, she took out her cell phone and began to make phone calls.
Within three seconds, the phone was immediately picked up. Song Siqin's tone is very gentle, but also with some grievances, "Jiang Yuntian, can we meet?"The man's voice with imperceptible excitement, "what happened to you?"
"I Wuwu...... " Song Siqin imitated the sound of crying and sobbed, "will you pick me up?"
"Where are you?"
Song Siqin sobbed, "I'll send you an address later."
"Good."
Half an hour later, song Siqin got on Jiang Yuntian's car. As Jiang Yuntian drives along, he sometimes looks at the woman beside him and hands over the tissue.
At Song Siqin's request, Jiang Yuntian parked his car in front of a coffee shop.
This is a 24-hour coffee shop. It's too late. There aren't many people at this point. Jiang Yuntian goes in with song Siqin and sits at the innermost table.
Jiang Yuntian ordered a cup of hot milk for song Siqin and asked for a cup of coffee.
Song Siqin holds the glass tightly with his hands, tears in his eyes, and looks at Jiang Yuntian with shyness. Jiang Yun's heart is tight, and his calm face looks worried. "What's wrong with you? Yes Talk to me. "
"Yuntian, I shouldn't have called you out." Song Siqin looked at the man with tearful eyes, "but I can't help it. I only have you as a friend."
Jiang Yuntian pulled the tissue on the table and handed it to him. He only felt that his heart was tightly grasped and his breath was a little short. "If you have any difficulty, you can tell me."
"Will you help me?" Song Siqin's tearful eyes are like enchanting, looking straight at Jiang Yuntian.
Jiang Yuntian breathed and tried to calm his voice, "if I can do it."
"You can do it!" Song Siqin holds Jiang Yuntian's hand. His hands are a little cold, not much better than ice.
"I'm going to be homeless."
Jiang Yuntian was a little surprised, and picked up the eyebrows slightly? Don't you live well in Fu's house? "
Song Siqin wept and added the words of Fu Ting tonight He didn't think of me as his wife, let alone his intention to marry me. He just wants me to help him take care of his grandfather, I I feel so bad... "