Gradually, she did not struggle, docile like a cat.
A moment later, Zuo Yan left her lips, frowning. Her dark pupils had disappeared, and she was smiling. Because she was indifferent, or because of her low browed and agreeable posture, it was very strange. When things obeyed his inner thoughts in another way, it seemed that he lost something that fascinated him.
It tastes bad.
The less people know about some things, the better. Sister Lin is a smart person who does things for them. She doesn't take the initiative to ask what she can't ask. But even so, Song Lian doesn't say too much to a servant.
Song Lian said: "that's lucky. Thank you for cleaning up."
Sister Lin said seriously: "fortunately, my husband drank the medicine. Otherwise, it would be a waste. Miss Tong cooked it by herself."
Song Lian said, "well, I just slipped."
"Oh, Mr. Song, I'll take care of it, I'll take care of it!"
Song Lian looked at the kitchen and quickly and accurately landed on a blue and white bowl. As soon as she moved her steps and pushed her hand, sister Lin saw that the blue and white bowl on the kitchen table had been smashed in an instant, so she stepped forward to clean it up.
And Tong en is the one who is most likely to let him out of control. No wonder he doesn't want to see Tong en intellectually, and finally he meets What happened this morning is their fault. Song Lian and WAN Jingting must know that avoiding meeting Tong en is the only way to do it. Besides, it's hard to find another way to slow down.
It's their negligence. My husband's condition can't be stimulated at all.
Song Lian meets Han Cheng from a distance. After Han Cheng nods his head, he sends Wan Jingting upstairs. Then Song Lian turns around and his cold eyes grow longer.
Tong en was so cruel that he passed Song Lian and went out without looking back.
The biggest accident of her life.
"You're right. I have to go both ways. It was an accident... "
Tong en's eyes suddenly cool, facing Song Lian's cold line of sight, frostbitten by the too similar line of sight.
"Miss Tong, I'll take you back." Clean to the end of the male voice line masculine and forthright, completely dispelled Tong en want to go back to the idea: "you appear here, can only be used to explain."
Tong en didn't want to look back, but suddenly she heard a bang behind her. She twisted her eyebrows and felt strange. She stopped at the door. Just as she was about to turn back, the door in front of her was opened. A tall figure appeared in front of her. Song Lian looked at her in a cowboy coat.
The man who didn't have time to be on guard caught up with him like he was suddenly sober. The crisp sound of shoes knocked on the floor, making a rapid sound of footsteps.
Tong en gave him a big push and went to the door with the pain in his foot.
He was silent.
Tong en's lips turned white and he swallowed his throat. He leaned back against the wall and asked him hoarsely, "can I go?"
The man gasped and looked at her for a long time. He released his hand. His beautiful and deep eyes flashed by. Even he couldn't tell the emotion clearly.
Besides, he didn't want Wan Jingting to know that his subordinates had drugged him because he was so proud and self respecting that he naturally didn't allow his subordinates to do such bold things. Song Lian expected that he would get angry, maybe it was more than just getting angry Although all they did was to make Zuo Yan fall asleep and wake up his original personality.
Sister Lin replied with a little regret: "Mr. Tong really loves Miss Tong. She has drunk all the medicine she boiled. I just don't know if Miss Tong will come back in the future. "
Song Lian did not comment, just said: "when Secretary Han goes downstairs, please tell him that I have something to look for him."