Husband, don't play by the rules

When Mrs. Wu said this, he immediately nodded and said, "Okay, let's go down the mountain together."

Going down the mountain together, Gu Xiaoxi didn't say anything, looked at Song Yihe, and asked softly: "If you can't walk, you should go back by car, I'll just walk back by myself."

Song Yihe took off her coat, and tidied up her torn clothes distressedly.

With a gloomy face, she gently put on her own clothes for him.

Then he straightened his body and stood upright in the sunlight. His cold, razor-like handsome face, and his unfathomably deep, beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and his left eyebrow raised, as if ordering. He said in a cold voice, "Old Liu, bring the car over here."

"Yes." Old Liu answered as if he had received an order, and stopped in front of Song Yihe neatly and accurately.

Song Yihe stepped forward and pulled the rear door, and gently supported Gu Xiaoxi with the other hand, and Gu Xiaoxi sat in clearly, then Song Yihe's body slipped in, interlaced his fingers with Gu Xiaoxi's with one hand, and pushed the door hard A pass; "Go."

Lao Liu obediently started the car, and the car sped away.

When Young Mistress Wu saw it, she jumped on the spot angrily: "Good old Liu, you dare to bully me."

Song Jinghe stood still and didn't move, looking expressionlessly at this woman who didn't argue with him at all.

"What do you think? You didn't set the rules of the Song family. The Song family said that whoever has the highest status is the one who has the highest status. Song Yihe was unusual in the Song family."

Grandma Wu looked at her husband and frowned. The face with ruined makeup that had been slapped by two slaps looked ugly.

"I don't believe that there is nothing to criticize. It's because you are so useless that you let me suffer in Song's house."

She felt that her husband never loved her, and never fought for her status.

Song Jinghe was so angry when he heard that, Song He forced him to have such a woman. To be honest, he really didn't love her, but he could finally be worthy of her.

Women are really unreasonable sometimes.

She could have lived in peace and stability, but she insisted on messing around.

"Really?" Song Yihe had a hard time explaining to this woman.

He turned around and left, so go ahead and make trouble with you.

He really didn't want to hit her again, so he had to ignore her.

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During lunch, Song Yihe and Gu Xiaoxi didn't eat anymore.

Gu Xiaoxi made noodles for Song Yihe at her home.

She said while talking: "The food I cook is actually too simple, isn't it? I'll make you something delicious in two days."

Song Yihe praised while watching: "The tomato stewed noodles made by my wife who can't eat enough in this life."

"Okay, eat slowly, don't get tired of eating."

"No, I never get tired of eating my wife."

"The more you say it, the more outrageous it is."

When Gu Xiaoxi lost his taste when he heard what he said, her face turned red, and she scolded him delicately, "Don't talk nonsense, it's embarrassing for people to hear it."

While talking, a cheerful voice came from outside.

"I've heard all the private talk, but I don't care if my wife comes and hears it later."

When Gu Xiaoxi heard Sister Yang's voice, and then heard that his wife was coming, she was still somewhat flustered.

She went to cook the noodles right away.

As soon as Sister Yang came in, she walked around the room and said, "It smells so good, what should I cook?"

Gu Xiaoxi brought up a bowl of hot noodles.

She smiled brightly and said, "Sister Yang, would you like some noodles I made?"

When Sister Yang came to the front, she really took a sniff: "It's really well done, it's full of color and fragrance."

"Where, it's just a bowl of noodles."

Song Yihe quickly ate a bowl.

Gu Xiaoxi had only eaten half of it when Mrs. Song came.

Song Yihe stood up and called out: "Mom, would you like some food?"

Mrs. Song looked down at the noodles in her son's bowl, and then at Gu Xiaoxi.

Said to his son: "Son, just talk about what you want to eat, and our cook can make it for you. Just take good care of your body."

Gu Xiaoxi lowered his head.

She continued to eat her half bowl of noodles.

Sister Yang hurriedly helped to speak: "This Xiaoxi's cooking skills are not lazy."

Mrs. Song didn't say anything, she picked up the bowl in front of her son and said lovingly, "Son, Mom will serve some for you."

As he said that, he filled another bowl for Song Yihe, and there was no more for Gu Xiaoxi.

Song Yihe frowned when he saw it: "Mom, don't you look at what your son eats?"

"Why can't I eat it, I can't eat it."

Mrs. Song's face was filled with arrogance, her eyes were squinting at Gu Xiaoxi.

Song Yihe pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly and gave a wry smile.

Then, he said to Gu Xiaoxi: "Xiaoxi, I can't eat so much."

Gu Xiaoxi looked up at Song Yihe's embarrassed expression.

I smiled slightly, picked up the bowl and set aside half of it for myself, and then said very gently: "Eat more, my wife is kind."

Gu Xiaoxi's smile made Mrs. Song's eyes stagnate, and her expression immediately darkened.

Gu Xiaoxi's black, round and beautiful eyes are as good as they can talk, watery like black grapes soaked in water, and then squinting and smiling are overflowing and radiant, and the small nose is slightly bent, it is really cute, again Coupled with the seductive thin red lips and a smile, the corners of the two mouths are sunken in, the fascinated person is fascinated.

No wonder this son loves him so much, she really didn't feel anything when they first met, probably she was too disdainful to this woman in front of her, but today when she stood in front of her and looked carefully, she became more and more impeccable.

But the more he looked at the heart, the more depressed he became. This must have hooked his son away.

Man, I really don't know what kind of psychology it is, why she regards Gu Xiaoxi as a vixen, why she feels that her son's body cannot withstand her temptation.

She walked indoors together.

Looking at the quilt she got, she was quite satisfied, but when she looked at the pillow again, she started to get angry again.

"Sister Yang, change the pillow for me."

Gu Xiaoxi wanted to listen outside, looked at Song Yihe, lowered her head, and said, "I'll go and clean the dishes."

Song Yihe sat there without moving or speaking, unable to reason with his mother, he firmly believed that she hadn't passed menopause yet, so let her mess around.

Sister Yang stepped swiftly, blinked, hugged one pillow out, and hugged two pillows back.

Gu Xiaoxi couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, is that interesting?

It's better for her to keep silent, if she gets slapped accidentally, it's better to keep her distance.

At this moment, someone came to inform and said: "The old man asked you to go to the hall."

Gu Xiaoxi glanced at Song Yihe nervously, and the air immediately became tense.

At this time, Mrs. Song had a little smile on her face, and walked out confidently and proudly.

Gu Xiaoxi took Song Yihe's clothes, helped him put them on, and adjusted his collar.

Song Yihe looked at Gu Xiaoxi, whose face was tense but deliberately relaxed, and pulled her hand: "Don't worry, I'm here! I'm not dead yet."

As soon as Gu Xiaoxi heard the sadness, tears fell down: "Okay, how did you say this again, you deliberately made me sad, right? What am I afraid of, I will not steal, and I will not steal, even if I love you It’s also bright and aboveboard.”

"En." Song Yihe nodded slightly.

As soon as he entered the hall of the main room of the Song family, Gu Xiaoxi took a look, hey, everyone in the Song family seemed to be here.

I don't see anything important to talk about.

She glanced at Song Yihe, and said to the child softly, "Who will watch the child?"

The old man Song was smoking a cigarette with that emerald cigarette holder, not to mention, the old man's ears were really good.

"The driver, Lao Liu, and the others are watching, don't worry, I'm having a good time here!"

This lukewarm answer put Gu Xiaoxi's heart in his stomach.

Gu Xiaoxi's small size and closeness make her bright and beautiful wherever she goes, she can't hide her brilliance, plus Song Yihe's arm is holding her, and her eyes can't leave her handsome face affectionately.

A smell of jealousy began to permeate the whole room.

But seeing Mei'er in a long white dress, walking down the stairs on the second floor Shi Shiran, among the crowd, it was like dancing lightly, which made people feel a kind of pity.

She came to Song Yihe, took Song Yihe's arm, and called coquettishly: "Brother Yi, your illness didn't scare the Lun family to death, and you finally recovered. I'm so happy." gone."

Then she raised her eyes and glanced at Gu Xiaoxi with disdain, and then said politely: "Miss Gu, I haven't seen you for a few days. I saw you that day because I was with Brother Zeyu and was planning to get married. Now you It’s great to come to Song’s house again!”

These lukewarm words are clearly exposing a person's scars.

Gu Xiaoxi turned her eyes without any trace, looked into the distance, and said with a hint of sarcasm on her cold mouth, "Don't add insult to injury, just poke wherever it hurts!" Meier looked obedient today, I immediately flinched with pity in my heart.

Those eyes filled with autumn water were about to shed tears immediately, she looked at Song Yihe aggrievedly, then at Gu Xiaoxi, whispered and finally called softly: "Miss Gu, I don't mean that. "

That poor little face was afraid of being swallowed alive by Gu Xiaoxi.

Song Yihe just stood there quietly, without speaking, that delicate facial features showed a kind of indifference and alienation everywhere, and there was a kind of forbearance in those deep beautiful eyes.

The door of the master bedroom on the first floor was suddenly opened, and Mrs. Song was buttoning up her dark green silk forged and embroidered home clothes proudly, and said coldly: "What Meier said is not wrong at all. To add insult to injury, that is also true." It means that you have already fallen, otherwise it would be useless to drop that stone."

The atmosphere of the whole room changed drastically from the jealousy just now.

Those who gloat, those who are indifferent and alienated, and those who forbear and dissatisfaction are all filled.

Gu Xiaoxi only felt that his hand was suddenly grasped by Songhe.

She turned to look at him.

Song Yihe was staring at her face with a slight smile, which clearly contained affection and tolerance.

At the same time give her moral support.

Song Yihe didn't say anything, and pulled Gu Xiaoxi to sit in the middle of the sofa.

The two of them immediately became the focus of everyone.