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Chapter 132

Zhao Li got more and more excited as he spoke, he patted his legs and sighed: "Then Li Yang is really a man, I didn't expect that he didn't hide in the staff room as a coward, good guy, that woman just mentioned Ji Suiyun's name, Li Yang came out with a whoosh and gave her a big ear."

Xu Fei's focus was elsewhere: "Are you sure that woman mentioned Ji Suiyun's name?"

"It feels like it, but I also don't think it's such a coincidence, so I asked if something happened to your designer?"

Xu Fei lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then got up and left without saying a word.The people present were a little dumbfounded, but they didn't dare to say anything, so a few people came out to see him off.

The industrial legal person is easy to find out. Xu Fei thought he would make a detour. After all, Ji Suiyun would not put a pastry shop under his name, but the result seemed to be expected. The shop was actually under Song Bai's name. .

In fact, Xu Fei had suspected Ji Suiyun's hands on Lu Fucheng before, but he couldn't find any clues at the time. It was Lu Fucheng who took the initiative to help Song Bai's friend design the wedding room, it was Lu Fucheng who voluntarily helped the workers hold the light box, and it was Lu Fucheng who gave up Gao. He even checked the background details of the worker. There was no windfall, and his family did not suddenly improve their lives. At that time, his impression of Li Yang was that Song Bai's colleague had a better relationship, and he had been working from nine to five. work.

Knowing people and faces but not knowing the heart, friends for many years can be betrayed for profit.Xu Fei snorted coldly.

"Mr. Xiao, eat the freshly stewed bird's nest while it is hot. You haven't eaten much for dinner. When Mr. Ji comes back, you will be angry again if you ask." Aunt Fang gently closed the bedroom door and put the porcelain bowl in her hand. On the bedside table.

Song Bai was reading a book of fairy tales, he read slowly, it took a long time to turn a page.Aunt Fang thought he didn't want to talk to her, so she said it again softly.

Song Bai raised his head slowly, his eyes were dazed and loose, and after a long time he said softly and slowly: "Got it."

Aunt Fang handed the spoon to Song Bai's hand: "It's easy to eat, I'll watch you take the bowl away after you finish drinking."

Song Bai only drank a couple of sips, but he didn't want to drink any more.

Song Bai has been taking too many medicines recently, and he added a few new ones, holding them in the palm of his hand. Ji Suiyun would watch him take it every time, and check carefully after he swallowed it all. Waiting for more than half an hour, Song Bai couldn't vomit.After taking those medicines, Song Bai always felt sleepy, his appetite was even smaller, but he became puffy like edema.

Song Bai was too lazy to look in the mirror, but he could clearly feel the changes in his body. His feet were swollen and poked a dimple, and his waist and face were like sponges that had absorbed water. He knew that he must be sick to the point of being ugly.But Song Bai didn't take it seriously, and even thought it was good. When he became more and more ugly, how much interest would Ji Suiyun have in him?

The wrought iron gate of the villa was slowly opened, and a black Maybach with high beams drove in slowly.It didn't take long for the sound of steady footsteps to come up from the stairs, and the tall man in a three-piece suit gently pushed open the bedroom door.

"I came back a bit late today, women are difficult to deal with." Ji Suiyun took off his coat, and then took off his shirt, and he threw the tens of thousands of shirts on the small independent sofa in the corner like trash , it seems that the scent of female perfume that was inadvertently contaminated on it is disgusting to the extreme.

Song Bai didn't respond, he was carefully looking at the illustrations on pearly paper in the fairy tale book, the style of painting was very beautiful, and Cinderella's crystal slipper shone brightly.

Ji Suiyun knelt on one knee beside the bed, took the book from Song Bai's hand and put it on the bedside table with one hand, and untied the chain around Song Bai's neck with the other: "I'll take you to take a bath."

Song Bai didn't struggle, and was picked up firmly by him and walked into the bathroom.

"Aunt Fang said you didn't eat well?" Ji Suiyun pinched Song Bai's swollen cheeks with two fingers, his eyes showed no disgust, but a little distressed: "If you move more, your body will become weak What's it like?"

Only then did Song Bai react a bit. He raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Suyun, with a lukewarm tone: "Move? Let me drag the chain around the ground? People who don't know think someone's dog ran away Out."

Ji Suiyun's throat choked.

Song Bai sat in the bathtub, the warm water gently rippling, the blue bubble balls completely melted in the water, and the strong smell of patchouli and cinnamon leaves lingered on the tip of his nose.

"If you promise me to eat well, you don't need to wear that kind of thing." Ji Suiyun also stepped into the bathtub, the new pattern on his chest was bright in color, he grabbed Song Bai's hand and scratched his heart: " It's itchy, scratch it for me."

Song Bai withdrew his hand, closed his eyes and leaned against the smooth edge of the bathtub.

"I've always wanted to ask you a question." Song Bai suddenly said.

Ji Suiyun hummed.

Song Bai opened his eyes and looked at him without blinking: "Did you do Lu Fucheng's hand?"

The muscles on Ji Suiyun's back tensed up for a moment, but he soon relaxed. He also looked directly into Song Bai's eyes: "I really wanted to kill him with my own hands, but I didn't."

Song Bai said again: "When he just arrived in Shenyang, you threatened me with his hand, but that day in the hotel, you saw his hand, but you didn't react at all."

Ji Suiyun made an impatient look: "During so many days in the hospital, he wore gloves every day, and he looked inconvenient. I wanted to check but couldn't find it? I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you wouldn't Argue with me indiscriminately."

Song Bai sneered, full of sarcasm.

Ji Suiyun didn't know if he believed it: "You said you wanted to pay him back, but I wrote him a check for 2000 million to keep him away from you, and he accepted it."

Song Bai didn't speak, but Ji Suiyun leaned over and hugged him, and there was a bit of grievance in his tone: "He took my money, and suddenly yelled at me, acting like he wanted to live and die with you. How could I not be angry."

Song Bai's mind was in a mess, Lu Fucheng told him it was an accident, and Ji Suiyun frankly refused to admit it, but Song Bai just felt that something was wrong.

In the narrow bathtub, the two were naked and cuddled together, Ji Suiyun was afraid that the gun would go off, so he avoided the topic he didn't want to talk about, and then helped Song Bai take a bath very quickly.

Song Bai was sitting on the bed, and when Ji Suiyun was blowing his hair, his breathing was hot and messy.In his eyes, Song Bai is the prettiest no matter what, and no one is more likable than him.

Ji Suiyun is no longer a brat who just started to eat meat, but Song Bai is right at the boiling point in his heart, and hugging him is always not enough.But Song Bai became more and more indifferent. It was okay before, the young man's body was sensitive, and his body softened after a little teasing, but ever since he came back from the hotel, Song Bai seemed to be in meditation as an old monk, no matter how humble Ji Suiyun was to please him , Song Bai is always stiff, sometimes Ji Suiyun is a little anxious, Song Bai doesn't struggle, facing the man like a beast, his trembling and crying are all instinctive and uncontrollable.

Only Song Bai knew how much psychological shadow the coercion of lying in front of Lu Cheng had left on him.

"Stay well with me. I don't want to get married or have children. I just want to be with you."

But Song Bai's mind was full of Lu Fucheng's ugly and deformed hand.

"Don't be you anymore..." Song Bai buried his face in the pillow, and Ji Suiyun, who was kissing his shoulder and neck, didn't hear Song Bai's muffled murmur in the pillow.