After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Shi Yan almost wanted Song Jing's life, more fierce than ever.

In the end, Song Jing didn't even know when he fell asleep.

Shi Yan fetched water to scrub her body, and changed into pajamas, she didn't know it at all.

Shi Yan didn't sleep, got up and left the bedroom, and went to the study.

He has yet to write the last letter to the old man.

Shi Yan sat at the desk and unfolded the letter paper, picked up a pen and wrote a lot of waste paper, but was not satisfied and then shredded it all and threw it into the shredder.

It seems that no matter how I write, I feel that the explanation is not enough.

[Old man, I have grown up so much that I have never asked you for anything, but this time I am asking you. 】

[Song Jing is young. Although he has experienced many things and has a precocious mind, he is still inexperienced in certain things. It is inevitable that he is not thoughtful enough and prone to accidents. 】

[Although she looks cold, she is actually soft-hearted.But she has room for anyone who has shown kindness to her.But you and I both know that some people's good intentions cannot stand the test, fearing that someone will take advantage of her to kill her. 】

[I just ask you to protect her when she is in danger, and treat her like me. 】

When Shi Yan wrote this, he stopped writing again, and threw the letter paper into the shredder next to him.

No matter how he explained to others, he was always worried.

Except for himself, it was really hard for him to believe that others could protect Song Jing Zhouquan.

But he couldn't protect her anymore by himself.

Shi Yan lit a cigarette, finished it slowly, and once again unfolded the letter paper and picked up the pen.

[Old man, I'm going to do something, and the return date is uncertain. 】

【Song Jing, I will entrust it to you.She is your granddaughter-in-law, if you can't even protect her, then you will be in vain for decades. 】

After Shi Yan finished writing, he folded up the letter paper and put it in an envelope.

He couldn't write more, that would arouse the old man's suspicion.

If the old man knew that he died for Song Jing, it would not be a good thing for Song Jing.

It's better to keep some thoughts like this, so that the old man can protect Song Jing as long as he can live, which is also a hope.

"Uncle Wang."

"Master." The butler pushed open the door of the study and came in.

Shi Yan handed him the letter, "After I leave, you send this letter to the old mansion and hand it over to the old man in person."

The housekeeper didn't know that Shi Yan said that he was dead when he left, and only thought that he was going out to do some business.

"Yes." The housekeeper put away the letter, "Master, it's still an hour before dawn, go to sleep."

"No need." Shi Yan got up, "I'm going to a villa in the suburbs. Song Jing wakes up tomorrow morning and asks you where I have been, and you just say that I went to see an old friend and I won't be back for a few days."

"Yes." The housekeeper replied, "Then I will arrange a car."

Shi Yan nodded and left the study.

He walked out of the yard and was about to go directly to the gate. After walking a few steps, he gritted his teeth and turned his head, returning to the bedroom.

Song Jing was still asleep, with half of his face buried in the soft pillow, sleeping deeply.

Shi Yan stretched out his hand to touch her cheek, but stopped when he was about to touch her cheek.

There can be no more nostalgia, otherwise he will be reluctant to continue with the next arrangement.

Shi Yan gritted his teeth, his jaw line was tense, he clenched his fist slowly and retracted his hand, turned and left the bedroom.

If he can't be ruthless himself, how can he let Song Jing be ruthless to him, and finally be disappointed in him.

Shi Yan strode out, Shi Zai raised his head from the nest, and whined at him.

Yan Zai nestled in Shi Zai's furry belly, turned over and continued to sleep.

"You guys stay with her well." Shi Yan rubbed Shi Zai and Yan Zai's heads and walked out of the gate.

Jiayi was already waiting outside the gate in his car.

When Shi Yan walked over, Jia Yi had already opened the back seat door silently.

Shi Yan got into the car with a blank face, his whole body was full of cold aura.

A did not dare to vent his breath, got into the car and drove the car out.

In the past few months, their father and Ms. Song have been together, and their aura has softened. They are more relaxed than before when they are on errands. It has been a long time since they have felt such a hellish and cold atmosphere.

A didn't know what happened, but he was very puzzled.

Didn't their master have a well-planned birthday party with Ms. Song today, shouldn't it be the time when he is in the best mood?

Could it be that their master had a fight with Miss Song?

Shi Yan sat in the back seat, raised his hand to pinch the ring hanging on his chest, and rubbed it back and forth.

From the workmanship of the ring, it can be seen that it was handmade by Song Jing, and there are two initials of the two of them inside the ring.

Ayi drove the car to the villa in the suburbs according to the address given by the housekeeper.

This is also their grandfather's real estate, but their grandfather always lives in the banquet house when he returns to the imperial capital, and Yan Shi's old house rarely comes back, and even less comes here.

The car drove into the garage, Shi Yan got out of the car and went to the living room, followed by Jia Yi.

The lights in the villa came on, and a woman came down from the second floor.

The woman was dressed in a silk nightgown, with thick, straight black hair that fell down her shoulders.

She seemed to be awakened by the movement in the living room, and when she came downstairs to see Shi Yan, surprise flashed in her eyes.

When A saw the appearance of this woman, he was shocked for a moment, then quickly lowered his head.

The appearance of this woman is six or seven points similar to Miss Song, but the temperament of this woman is completely different from Miss Song, and she does not have the awe-inspiring aura of Miss Song at all.

A was surprised and couldn't help guessing the identity of this woman.

He has been with their master for so long, and this is the first time he knows the existence of this woman.

Who is this woman?

"Shi...A Yan." The woman thought of the previous reminder that as long as there is someone other than Shi Yan, she can't call Shi Yan Shi Ye, but should call her A Yan more intimately, "It's only five now. It's a little later, why are you here at this hour?"

The woman was a little afraid of Shi Yan's aura, with a smile on her face, she wanted to try to get closer to Shi Yan, but in the end she was restrained by Shi Yan's cold aura, and she only dared to stand a few steps away from Shi Yan.

Shi Yan took off his suit jacket and threw it aside, A bowed his head and went out to stand guard in the yard.

"There is no third person now, so you don't have to act."

The woman responded, "Master Shi, let me pour you a glass of water."

"No. You go to sleep, I don't want to see your face."

The woman's fawning expression froze, and she gritted her teeth unwillingly, not daring to say more, "Then I'll go to bed, Master Shi will call me if he has orders."

Shi Yan sat on the sofa with dark eyes, the woman looked at his expression, then at his appearance, a trace of heat flashed in her eyes, then she carefully covered it up, and went upstairs obediently.

Shi Yan sat on the sofa with a sullen face until dawn, Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang knew he was here and came here early in the morning.

"Brother Yan, is this ready to start?"

Shi Yan pinched his brows, "Wait a few more days, wait for me to cool off Song Jing, and then arrange for her to go around the capital and let Song Jing see her, otherwise it will be easy for Song Jing to become suspicious."