After a flash marriage, he was doted on by a yandere CEO

The next day, Cheng Sihan took Ling Shuang to say goodbye to his grandmother.

The silk scarf around Zhen Po's neck seemed to be tangled in Ling Shuang's heart.

Ling Shuang thought of Xu Qin's words last night. The people in the He family were not simple.

I liked this scarf so much yesterday that I turned around and gave it to someone else.

Anyone with some intelligence should understand what Mrs. He wants to convey.

Ling Shuang wanted to ask clearly, but before she opened her mouth, Cheng Sihan reached out to ask Granny Zhen for the silk scarf back. In front of Granny Zhen and her grandmother, she tore the scarf into strips and threw them into the trash can.

"If grandma doesn't like it, just don't give it away in the future!" Cheng Sihan said with a sullen face, showing no mercy at all, "Man, if you don't like it, then we won't come!"

After saying that, he took Ling Shuang and walked out.

"Xiaohan!" Old Mrs. He shouted at the two of them, "Is your arrogant attitude the Cheng family's upbringing for you?"

Grandma Zhen hurriedly brushed Mrs. He's back to calm her down, and kept mumbling that it was all her own fault.

"Is there something wrong with my upbringing?"

Ling Shuang felt two powerful auras colliding with each other. This feeling was exactly the same as when Cheng Sihan and Mrs. Cheng confronted each other in the Lanyuan Hall on the second day after receiving the certificate.

"For such a woman, you are becoming more and more presumptuous!" Mrs. He pointed at Ling Shuang and said angrily, "You are a useless and charming woman, what kind of ecstasy soup did you give Xiaohan to drink to make him hate grandma? Disrespectful, disrespectful to grandma!"

Faced with Mrs. He's unfounded accusation, Ling Shuang felt aggrieved and opened her mouth to refute, but was overtaken by Cheng Sihan.

"You two are still exchanging news." Cheng Sihan smiled, "There seems to be nothing wrong. You two have always been like this, one is a wolf and the other is embarrassed!"

Ling Shuang pulled Cheng Sihan's sleeve, trying to dissuade him.

Ling Shuang felt that Cheng Sihan was angry because the gift he picked was disliked.

Furthermore, grandma is different from Mrs. Cheng. Grandma just gave gifts to others. As long as the meaning is not revealed, the two of them can still nod and smile when they meet.

Cheng Sihan's words were too serious.

"Xiaohan, you are so... so uneducated! How did the Cheng family teach you!" Mrs. He stamped her feet angrily, "I really shouldn't have given your custody to the Cheng family back then!"

"Grandma, for the sake of my mother and uncle, I can still call you grandma!" Cheng Sihan tightened his grip on Ling Shuang's hand, and his narrowed eyes became even colder, "Back then, you cried bitterly, and you were so miserable. When he had no choice but to put me in the Cheng family's car, I had already seen through the two faces of you in front of you and behind you."

"Xiaohan, how can you miss grandma like this!"

I don't know if Mrs. He is feeling guilty, and her voice is half lower than before.

"Isn't it?" Cheng Sihan lost control and growled, "You really haven't changed in decades. You and your aunt set up Xu Qin and that high-ranking disciple. Do you still need me to clarify the deeds in between? "

Ling Shuang was stunned after hearing this.

"No one knows better than you what you got from me and my mother in the Cheng family!" Cheng Sihan continued to accuse, "I have to say that you are very clever in your methods. You were my mother more than 20 years ago. It was me before, now it’s Xu Qin!”

"You got what you wanted, perfect private communication, nothing can be accused of you!"

Cheng Sihan raised the hand that was holding Ling Shuang tightly and said: "I brought Shuang'er back because of my uncle's advice. I gave you enough face yesterday, but you insist on breaking it."

Only then did Ling Shuang understand that Cheng Sihan was only respectful and not enthusiastic towards his grandmother yesterday, but he was closer to his uncle He Yun.

"If you want to humiliate Shuang'er to vent your anger on the Cheng family's old house, I advise you to save it."

Cheng Sihan hugged Ling Shuang and walked out of the He family's courtyard, with constant curses behind him.

Ling Shuang looked at Cheng Sihan, whose face was still gloomy while driving, and felt pity in her heart.

She knew that Cheng Sihan lost his mother when he was young, and it seemed that he had other bad experiences as well.

Ling Shuang knew the feeling of being betrayed by a loved one all too well.

The pain was like being stabbed, every inch of the body hurt so much, and there was no way to stop it.

Cheng Sihan clenched his jaw tightly, grabbed one of Ling Shuang's hands, placed it on the center armrest, and held it tighter and tighter.

"Mr. Han..." Ling Shuang wanted to comfort her, but didn't know where to start. She could only hold his cold hand tightly.