After faking his death, he stopped pretending to be a substitute.

After Song Yandong left the room, Rong Yu got out of bed and went into the bathroom, picked up the toiletries placed on the cabinet, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

After cleaning himself up and seeing that his face reflected in the mirror was still as handsome as ever, he walked out of the bathroom with satisfaction.

Going downstairs to the living room, Song Yandong happened to come out of the kitchen holding a tray in one hand.

There were still water drops on Rong Yu's face, and there was a faint blush on his cheeks. His whole person looked fresh and pink.

Song Yandong's eyes deepened and his throat rolled: "Come over and eat noodles."

Rong Yu obediently walked to the dining table and sat down. Two steaming bowls of shredded chicken noodles were placed on the table.

It contains quail eggs, chicken breast, cabbage sum, green peppers, pickled vegetables, shiitake mushrooms and other side dishes, which makes people very appetizing.

The fragrance floated into the tip of his nose, and Rong Yu subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth. Song Yandong pushed one of the bowls in front of him: "Eat quickly, little greedy cat."

Rong Yu rolled his eyes at him, picked up the spoon and took a sip of the chicken soup. He felt that it tasted very good. He drank a few more sips before starting to eat the noodles.

This shredded chicken noodle is very chewy and moderately salty. Rong Yu likes it very much.

"Is it delicious?" Song Yandong asked.

tasty! It’s delicious beyond words!

Rong Yu put on a sullen face and arrogantly said two words: "It's okay."

Song Yandong smiled indulgently and said nothing.

Rong Yu picked up a large piece of noodles with chopsticks, sucked it in, and said vaguely: "You know how to bartend because you worked as a bartender in a bar for a while. Can you know how to cook because you work in a bar?" Have you ever been a chef in a hotel?"

Song Yandong shook his head: "No."

Rong Yu glanced at the kitchen: "Isn't this made by the aunt you invited?"

"I'm rarely at home, and I don't have an aunt to cook at home."

Rong Yu ate the noodles happily and asked casually: "Then how come you know how to cook?" And make them so delicious.

Not knowing what he thought of, Song Yandong smiled softly: "I didn't know how to do it at first, but later I was trained by a picky eater."

Rong Yu was stunned for a moment and guessed: "That picky eater can't be your boyfriend, right?"

Song Yandong did not answer, but looked at him thoughtfully, his eyes gentle and focused.

Rong Yu's heart moved slightly. He didn't know if it was an illusion. At this moment, he felt that the person Song Yandong was talking about was him.

His heart beat a little faster unconsciously. Rong Yu clenched the chopsticks in his hand and shook his head in denial.

No! illusion! It must be an illusion!

He and Yan Dongtong have only met three times in total. Last time Yan Yi checked for him and said that he and Yan Dong had never interacted before, so he must have been overthinking it.

Rong Yu collected his thoughts, stopped looking at the other person's calm eyes, and concentrated on eating noodles.

In less than a few minutes, he swallowed the noodles in a hurry, and Song Yandong put the bowl into the kitchen.

After eating and drinking, Rong Yu lazily curled up on the sofa and let his mind go. He didn't think about anything, but it seemed like he thought about everything.

Song Yandong came out of the kitchen and walked over to sit next to him. Rong Yu frowned but didn't say anything.

"Would you like to watch a movie?" Song Yandong smiled with a smile on his lips.

Rong Yu shook his head: "Don't look, I'll have a rest and go home."

"Shall I take you back?"

Rong Yu did not refuse and said "hmm" with a nasal tone.

At this time, the mobile phone on the coffee table rang with a message prompt. Song Yandong stretched out his arm and took the mobile phone over.

It was a message sent to him by Zhai Zhuo.

This morning, Zhai Zhuo followed his instructions and led a few people to block Chi Jin's way out. They tied him up in a sack and took him away. Now he asked him when he would come and what he would do next.

Song Yandong typed on the keyboard with one hand and replied, "I'll be there in an hour." 】

Throwing the phone back on the coffee table, Song Yandong went upstairs and changed into a black coat.

After sending Rong Yu home, he drove to an abandoned parking lot.

"What about people?"

Zhai Zhuo, who had been waiting here for a long time, lowered his head slightly and replied: "Inside."

"Lead the way." Song Yandong said concisely and concisely.

The abandoned parking lot is located near the outskirts of the city. It has been abandoned for many years, and there is a sour and musty smell inside.

Song Yandong frowned, raised his eyes and looked at Chi Jin, who was curled up on the ground with his limbs bound, his eyes were cold.

If it weren't for Chi Jin, Rong Yu wouldn't have been stimulated last night.

Chi Jin was also one of the culprits for what happened back then.

He was the one who followed Rong Yu, took some specious photos and brought them to Chi Jianhai, adding to the jealousy that Rong Yu was living with a man.

Chi Jin was blindfolded with a black cloth and his mouth was stuffed with smelly socks. When he heard the footsteps, he struggled and made a "wuwuwu" sound.

"Hit." Song Yandong's voice was as cold as ice: "Just keep your breath."

"Yes."

After giving the order, the sharp fist of the man in black standing behind him fell on Chi Jin without any explanation.

These people have received special training and know how to hit someone so that they can perfectly avoid the opponent's vital points and learn a lesson from them.

Chi Jin was horrified and struggled violently on the ground, making "whimpering" sounds from his mouth from time to time.

Zhai Zhuo had long been used to seeing this kind of scene, and he watched silently, with a look of indifference similar to Song Yandong's on his gentle-looking face.

After a few minutes, Chi Jin lay half-dead on the ground like a dead dog. His body was covered in scars but no blood. His whole body was curled up, and the exposed skin was green and white.

If it weren't for the faint sound of breathing, one would doubt whether he was dead.

"Take the black cloth from his eyes and the smelly socks from his mouth."

Hearing the somewhat familiar voice, Chi Jin's body shook violently.

His eyes regained sight, and Chi Jin blinked uncomfortably. The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of cowhide short boots and long straight legs. His eyes gradually moved upward. After seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly, his pupils trembled: "It's you?!"

Looking at Zhai Zhuo standing behind him, Chi Jin's pupils trembled again: "Are you in the same group?!"

Song Yandong looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a ball of filth.

"Chi Jin, do you know why I hit you?"

Chi Jin sneered and answered with some difficulty: "Aren't you just standing up for that pervert Rong Yu?"

"If you say something perverted again, I'll have your tongue pulled out!"

Song Yandong kicked Chi Jin. The leather short boots on his feet were specially made. The soles were hard and wear-resistant. You can imagine the pain from this kick.

Chi Jin's body convulsed, and the bloody smell rose up in his throat. He licked his back molars to suppress the bloody smell that came up.

"Eight years ago, you slandered Rong Yu for living with me, which caused him to be sent to a mental hospital by Chi Jian Customs. Last night, you ran to Rong Yu and talked nonsense, which caused him to be irritated. Chi Jin, you should be glad that Rong Yu is safe and sound. Otherwise, your end will be a hundred times worse than now!"

Song Yandong stepped on his head, and half of Chi Jin's face was pressed firmly to the rough concrete floor. The gravel rubbed against the skin, and a faint trace of blood oozed out: "Chi Jin, you can't remember this lesson. If you dare to go there again If you talk about what happened back then in front of Rong Yu, if you say one word, I will break one of your legs."