Good night, Mr. President

Chapter 1430 Are You For Me Or For Yourself

Night falls.

Song Garden.

As soon as Song Chenxi came back from outside, she noticed that the atmosphere at home seemed to be different.

The servants had weird expressions on their faces.

Seeing her come back, he hesitated to speak.

But before he could speak, there was already movement from the kitchen.

"Ahem, is my sister back?"

Soon, Song Zhiyun, who had a fever and was so weak that he couldn't even get out of bed, came out with a bowl of hot soup.

Seeing Song Chenxi, Song Zhiyun quickly put a flattering smile on his face.

"I made soup for my sister..."

While talking, Song Zhiyun lifted the bowl in his hand up.

Song Chenxi didn't speak, and looked at Song Zhiyun who had shown her goodwill to her with a deadpan attitude.

After learning the truth from Han Xing, this bowl of soup looked more like irony to her!

"What soup?"

Song Zhiyun, who was stared at by his sister like a drum, was taken aback by the question that suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Just... just ordinary..."

"Let me ask you, what kind of soup is this?"

Before Song Zhiyun could finish speaking, Song Chenxi asked again with his eyes turning cold.

How could Song Zhiyun be able to contend with that aura?
"Nourishing...kidney...nourishing..."

Before the word 'Qi' was finished, the hot and scorching liquid was poured on his head, and Song Zhiyun cried out in shock.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his face and squatted on the ground.

"what are you doing!"

Song Zhiyun kept screaming, and even the people around were dumbfounded and did not dare to step forward.

No one expected that Song Chenxi would pour that bowl of hot soup on top of Song Zhiyun's head before everyone could react!
"I'm not dead yet."

Five simple words, but Song Zhiyun's cries of pain stopped suddenly, and the face covered by the palm could not hide his guilt!
Heart pounding wildly!

Subconsciously, she felt that her elder sister had already known about the conspiracy between herself and the second princess, otherwise how could she treat herself with such an attitude!
The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt.

Everyone was silent like a cicada, not daring to breathe.

Song Chenxi raised her head, just in time to meet Gong Chen who just came back from the outside.

"I'm still not dead!"

A sarcastic smile slowly appeared on that refined little face, which seemed to be maliciously provocative.

"Song Zhiyun, is this soup for me or for yourself?"

With these words falling, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground together and shattered into pieces.

Just like this badly repaired human relationship...

………………

in the bedroom.

Song Chenxi came out of the bathroom and stopped.

Gong Chen appeared in her room at some point, and when she saw her coming out, she raised her head.

"If you have any emotions, just come to me."

A deep magnetic voice sounded.

"She's still sick."

Gong Chen knew how bad the opening speech he had chosen was, but apart from that, he didn't know what to say.

"Ah."

Song Chenxi walked slowly wrapped in a white bathrobe.

"I'm tired of hearing similar words."

She didn't even look at Gong Chen who was standing aside, and sat down in front of the dressing table.

Pour the lotion into the palm of your hand, and slowly moisten it with your hands.

"Since childhood, because Zhiyun is a patient, everything must be left to her first, because Zhiyun is a patient, so all the faults are borne by me alone..."

The rich fragrance of lotion spread in the air. When Song Chenxi said these words, there was no anger or complaint.

"Why?"

In the reflection in the mirror, Song Chenxi looked at Gongchen almost indifferently.

The language is sarcasm.

(End of this chapter)