Chapter 463： You are so deadly

Chapter 463

Shen Mange suddenly paused.

She looked at Bai Zitong. The look on Bai Zitong's eyes was so firm and so dazzling that she finally got a dangling heart back in place.

I have always been worried about what happened to Ye Nanxian, but now looking at Bai Zitong, she and Sunan should know where Ye Nanxian is.

Moreover, although Sunan is a doctor, the background of the Su family is particularly complex, and even has a great relationship with the commander of a certain military area. Is safe.

When he thought that Ye Nanxian was safe, Shen Mange finally felt relieved.

"thank you all."

Although she didn't know what Sunan and Bai Zitong did for Ye Nanxian, at this moment, she was grateful to them.

Bai Zitong was somewhat ashamed of her gratitude.

She whispered: "Don't say thank you, we are also forced to do some things. When he comes back, you will understand everything."

"Ok."

Shen Mange didn't ask any more questions.

It is enough to know that Ye Nanxian is well.

At present, she can only make her body as good as possible. As for the situation described by Bai Zitong, she can only do what she wants.

Bai Zitong saw that she was a little sleepy, and after a few more words, she left.

Shen Mange slept again in a daze. This time, she slept very peacefully, very sweet, and even the corners of her mouth were light.

Song Tao returned to the Song family following Song Wenqi's prompt.

The Song family was very happy to see Song Tao back, especially Song Tao ’s mother, who wanted to be close to her son, but Song Tao was not very enthusiastic about it.

"I have something to do when I come back. Song Wenqi said that you know our back room?"

Song Tao looked directly at the Song family.

The Song family is a little puzzled. When did Song Wenqi get so close to Song Tao? And he also told Song Tao about the secret room, did the two children reconcile?

At the thought of this possibility, Mr. Song's grandfather couldn't express his happiness.

"Know, I know, I will take you."

"Tao Tao, will you stay and eat at noon? I'll let people make your favorite spicy chicken, OK?"

Mrs. Shen looked at her son and really wanted to hold him in her arms, but unfortunately the son was separated from himself since childhood, and now he is even more indifferent like a stranger.

Song Tao shook his head and said, "I still have something to do, eat it yourself."

He said, regardless of what Mrs. Shen expected, he followed the Song family to the secret room.

Knowing where he was, Song Tao sent Zhong Suxue in.

Mr. Song did not know what he was doing, but as long as Song Tao stayed at home, he would be happy.

"Go, hurry up and make it delicious. No matter whether the 2nd Master will eat at home or not, he is ready anyway."

As soon as the old Song family spoke, everyone in the Song family started to move, and Mrs. Shen was even more happy.

Song Tao's interrogator Zhong Suxue in the secret room, but this woman's mouth is hard and hard, except for scolding Shen Mange and Ye Nanxian, he said nothing else.

When Song Wenqi came back, he could not help frowning when he saw the hustle and bustle of his family.

"What's wrong with this? Can my dad have to marry a concubine again?"

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Shen's face was awkward, and the Song family's face also sank.

"What are you talking about? Why are you back?"

"Yo, this home is not allowed even when I come back?"

Song Wenqi's look and tone of hanger Lang should be old man's childish enough.

"You speak well. Song Tao is back, maybe eating at home at noon, I tell you, you are not allowed to come to me."

"It turns out that the second master of the Song family is back. No wonder it's so lively. I mean, I think such a mother doesn't hurt, and someone who doesn't love my father, where will there be such a big battle, right? Shen? Mrs?"

Song Wenqi's cynicism made Mrs. Shen unable to come to Taiwan.

"No, didn't you mean when Tao Tao came back? I thought you guys ..."

"Thought I accepted your son? Accepted you? What a beautiful thing you can think of!"

Song Wenqi snorted and threw the coat directly on the sofa, then rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

Song's grandfather saw the wound on his shoulder sharply.

"What's wrong with you going out again? Hanging the color and coming back, I don't mean you, you are the heir of the Song family anyway, and also my son of Song Botao, can you give me a long face outside? Tiantian's not Everybody drinks is going to the kiln to the casino. What kind of triad did you do this time? Did you get in trouble? Do n’t look back and get me to clean up the mess for you! "

Song Botao directly picked up the ashtray and threw it towards Song Wenqi.

When Song Tao came out and saw this scene, he subconsciously stepped forward to help him block the ashtray, but caused his arm to be smashed.

Mrs. Shen screamed immediately.

"Tao Tao, how are you? Why did it suddenly come out? Does it hurt so bad?"

Song Botao didn't expect that he would hit the younger son, and he couldn't help but worry.

"Why did you come out suddenly? Maintain this stupid boy! I tell you, he was born to fight against me in his life. He does not do good things. When he mads me he will be fine."

"Senior Song, why don't you hit people without asking them in vain? Song Wenqi's injury was not a fight, he was for ..."

"Okay, Song Tao, no one asks you to perform any kind of brotherly affection here. I ’m not uncommon. Seeing it, in the eyes of the old man, I ’m such a swinger. Come back quickly, maybe he will come back. There is still some hope that I will leave all the Song family ’s property to you, and my unfilial son will be swept away, right? "

Song Wenqi didn't care about Song Botao's attitude, this kind of thing was too normal in his eyes.

From an early age, when did Song Botao hear his explanation?

At first, he felt wronged, and wanted to defend himself a few words, but the more he defended, the more Song Botao felt that he was arrogant, maybe he played harder.

Over time, Song Wenqi didn't want to say anything.

Song Tao's complex eyes, Song Wenqi, he really didn't know what Song Wenqi would look like in the Song family.

The extravagant and suspicious outside, the unruly Song Wenqi, actually guarded such grievances at home.

Song Tao felt even more uncomfortable.

Song Botao heard Song Wenqi say this, and scolded angrily: "Your younger brother is good for you, and you don't appreciate it. I'm wondering, how can there be a white-eyed wolf like you in the world who is so unfamiliar! ! "

"Say me if you say, you are not qualified to say my mother!"

Song Wenqi's face suddenly sank.

Song Botao saw him confronting himself in front of Song Tao, and when he was about to say something, he heard Song Tao say, "I still have things, so don't disturb me. You Song family want to solve your housework. I am an outsider. Not suitable. It ’s just Mr. Song, the son is your son. You have lost one, do you still want to lose this at home? Some things are not what you see with your eyes. Although Song Wenqi dealt with me, and I do n’t And, but I admire him as a man. "

After talking, Song Tao turned around and left.

Song Botao was stunned.

Mrs. Shen cried and hugged Song Tao's arm and said, "Son, you just have a meal at home, will it be completed? Accompany me, will you accompany me?"

"Mrs. Shen, I'm sorry, I really have something to do. President Ye is not here. I must be responsible for the safety of my wife. Goodbye."

He pulled out his arm and left without looking back.

He could not face such a family, such a parent, he could not face such a Song Wenqi.

Song Tao thinks that his appearance has broken all this and made Song Wenqi excluded from the Song family and disliked by Song.

If it was not because of him or because of his mother's destruction of other people's families, neither the Song family nor Song Wenqi should be like this now.

Song Wenqi just froze for a while. It seemed that Song Tao would not speak for himself, but he said nothing and went directly to the kitchen.

After a while, a burst of fire broke out in the kitchen, all the people inside ran out with coughing, and Song Wenqi also ran out with a black face.

Seeing this scene, Song Botao shuddered with anger.

"What are you doing? Did you think the house won't work? Ah?"

Song Wenqi was simply too lazy to take care of him, and waited for the servant to put out the fire, and then walked in again.

It didn't take long for the tragedy to repeat itself, and this time, Song Wenqi's hair was channelled.

"Cough cough!"

Song Wenqi choked on a cough.

Butler Liu said with some concern: "Master, what do you want to eat, can I do it for you? You said that your fingers don't touch the spring water, and suddenly you want to cook, where are you cooking? You're obviously terrible, this is. "

Song Wenqi looked at the embarrassment in front of him and sat down on the ground, saying, "Why is it so difficult to cook? I clearly did what you said."

Mom Liu really wanted to cry without tears.

"Master, why are you suddenly interested in cooking today? If you really like it, you go to a class and a professional chef teaches you better than tossing at home."

"I don't want to go, just like me, I went to the training class, then did I have the wiseness of Song Shao I?"

Song Wenqi became more depressed.

He just wanted to make something delicious and send it to Shen Mange. Why is it so difficult?

How can Ye Nanxian make delicious food?

Was n’t Shen Mange lied to him.

Correct!

Shen Mange must have lied to him.

How can a person as tall as Ye Nanxian enter a kitchen full of oily smoke?

Song Wenqi thinks more and more unlikely.

He wiped his face, and suddenly found that there was a lot of burnt hair in his hand, and he could not help screaming.

"Ah! My hair!"

Song Wenqi jumped up and ran directly to the bathroom. Even Song Botao, who was almost passing by, couldn't see it.

Seeing his own misfortune in the mirror, Song Wenqi suddenly wailed.

"When it's over, there's not much chance of winning. This time, the song is even less attractive to me. My hair! Can't you let me shave bald?"

Song Wenqi wanted to cry without tears, and touched his bare forehead. He really wished he could die.