Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Wen Ying had a slight smile on her lips and patiently coaxed him: "I said I'm sorry..."

Song Jingming got tired of standing and sat beside her bed. He planned to treat Wen Ying seriously this time so that she would not always admit the identity of her boyfriend.

With an unhappy look on his face, Zhengpajing asked: "Is it enough to just say sorry if you do something wrong? Wouldn't the cost be too low... I don't accept it."

Wen Ying took the water and took a sip, then slowly placed the water glass on the table, taking the opportunity to delay and think of a solution. She knew how controlling this man was, not from personal experience, but from the descriptions of people around him.

But she is a top student in the Department of Psychology, so coaxing a man is nothing! Stretching out a hand to rub his palm, he said softly and softly with a pleasant ending:

"Mr. Song...I was wrong."

She knew very well that every time she called him Mr. Song in this tone, he couldn't help but tremble. Even when the two of them were together, she couldn't bear the intensity and deliberately called him like this. Song Jingming would frown and gasp, and then quickly end it.

Tried and tried.

Wen Ying observed Song Jingming's body language, and sure enough, he froze. Then his eyes quickly became filled with unspeakable impulse. But he still pretended to be calm.

Wen Ying raised his eyebrows and continued to stimulate, his voice becoming more timid: "Mr. Song... I'm sorry, I don't dare to do it anymore."

Song Jingming began to swallow his Adam's apple and pulled the corner of the quilt to cover the base of his legs.

Wen Ying started to laugh softly, she couldn't continue acting.

Seeing her succeeding, Song Jingming's heart felt weak, and he said in a good voice: "Wen Ying, I am your boyfriend now, can you stop trying to hide it! Do you know that all the male classmates in your school are... How can I rest assured that I’m staring at you covetously?”

Wen Ying was frightened by his long speech.

He hesitated and said: "No one looks at me covetously. Besides, I don't like them either."

Song Jingming lifted her chin, stared into her eyes, and asked seriously: "Then tell me who you like."

This man, who is almost 30 years old, usually has a calm, decisive and strategizing attitude, but now he has forgotten all about it. He just has a crush on her.

Wen Ying's heart couldn't help but feel as soft as a piece, melting between the ups and downs.

"I like you, very much, very much. I have never liked someone so much...well..."

Song Jingming couldn't wait any longer and put his lips on hers. The two of them sucked each other, enjoying the sweetness of finally revealing their love. Perhaps, it is love that can make people feel inferior in this world, but it is also love that can make people bravest.

So, when Wen Ying received a call from her father in the afternoon, she no longer avoided or tolerated it, and she was no longer afraid.

She wants to solve this problem.

"Dad, I heard that you called our instructor? What do you want!"

"Daughter, have you got 100,000 yuan? I'm warning you, if you don't get the money by the end of this month, I will go to your school to find you!"

"You don't have to come, I'm in the hospital now. When I'm discharged, I'll go home. I'll give you the money then!"

"No matter which hospital you live in, you know how to spend money randomly! Wen Ying, let me tell you, if you don't get the money back by then, I will beat you to death!"

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ying turned off the running water in the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror, pale and thin, I remember the merciless abuse and scolding from my father and mother.

She was no longer afraid and was determined.

She wanted to go home, remove her name from the household registration book, and get away from the family that gave her a lifelong nightmare.

The time the two of them spent alone in the hospital passed quickly.

Wen Ying's injury was not serious. After a few days of fluid transfusion, he could go back to school.

The night before leaving, Song Jingming held her in the hospital bed and asked hesitantly: "Wen Ying, this thing is really dangerous. I can't bear to have this happen again."

Wen Ying hugged his strong waist and closed her eyes in confusion: "Well, I know, I will be careful in the future..."

"I...I want to tell you something."

Wen Ying then opened her eyes and looked at his extremely serious eyes, a little confused: "What?"

Song Jingming picked up her hand, slowly stretched it to his side, and pressed hard. She felt that her fingers had a different touch than her skin, and there was hardness under the skin.

Wen Ying rubbed it carefully and was a little surprised: "What is this?"

Song Jingming said: "Everyone in the Fu family has a positioning chip. Not just the Fu family. Everyone in this circle has it. Do you remember Lin Zhisong? The last time I was discharged from the hospital, I met that man. He looked very charming. He also had it. of."

Wen Ying swallowed and took advantage of the soft moonlight to look at Song Jingming's handsome features. She didn't know how to react. She suddenly felt that the upper class like them was quite sad.

"What do you mean? You want to install this for me too?"

Song Jingming held her tighter and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry Wen Ying, I really don't dare to think about what will happen if you disappear again. I can't stand you being hurt at all, please... please... Come on, Wen Ying, okay? Promise me, okay?"

Wen Ying said nothing, feeling Song Jingming's heartbeat coming from her chest.

Song Jingming continued: "I promise it won't hurt at all, and it won't hinder your future life. Its only function is to locate your exact location for me when I can't find you. Wen Ying, please, Please…"

He lay on her shoulder like a puppy and begged softly.

Wen Ying squinted her eyes, feeling the soft shiver brought by his warm breath. She is not a hypocritical person, and of course she knows that this is for her own safety.

Who can not worry about their personal safety? She was also afraid of being kidnapped again.

I just always feel like I'm being watched and restrained, like becoming the property of the Fu family. Wen Ying oscillated back and forth between agreeing and refusing.

But as smart as she is, she feels that her concern should not be the positioning chip, but whether she wants to be with Song Jingming. Together, it is necessary to install the chip.

So the essence of this matter is whether to be with Song Jingming or not.

Being together meant danger and restraint, and Wen Ying began to struggle again.

Song Jingming looked down at the man in his arms, his brows furrowed and he was thinking hard, and he asked carefully: "What are you thinking about?"

When Wen Ying was thinking about a problem, her mind couldn't turn around. She subconsciously replied: "Do you want to continue to be with you?"