Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

Song Yanshu saw him and stood up from the sofa.

That touching and handsome face that makes people's hearts surge, getting closer and closer.

Qiao Wan turned her face away, and suddenly felt her heart beating faster.

Why?Will my heartbeat become unbalanced?

Before she had time to think about it, a pair of warm and firm hands covered her scar.

　"go out."

With an order, only she and Song Yanshu were left in the room.

Qiao Wan had never seen Song Yanshu who would personally apply medicine for others, and suddenly felt that it was not very good.

　"Do not……"

Qiao Wan groaned.

The wound was so soft that I couldn't tell if it was uncomfortable or comfortable.

Song Yanshu's movements were just right.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

When her legs were covered with white paste, Song Yanshu stood up: "Okay, exercise."

Qiao Wan frowned, stretched her legs unbearably, and suddenly felt a numbness.

　"So sad……"

Song Yanshu pulled Qiao Wan up from the bed, causing her to almost fall down.

The leg wound seemed to collapse at the slightest movement.

　"Song Yanshu! No! Don't!" Qiao Wan didn't want to touch the wound, so she resisted vigorously.

　"Huh? Listen to me, don't resist!"

Qiao Wan got out of bed, her entire leg muscles were tense, for fear of bursting the wound.

She thought, if it really cracked, blood would definitely spurt out!

　"Song Yanshu, don't do this!" Qiao Wan refused.

Song Yanshu grabbed Qiao Wan's arm, led her to exercise, and even made various leg positions, which almost made Qiao Wan lose her voice in fright.

　"You let me go!"

The two were inside the house, and the people waiting outside looked at each other and smiled when they heard the voice.

Could it be that two people are doing something indescribable?

After a while, Qiao Wan was so tired that her back ached, Song Yanshu was willing to let her go and put her back on the bed.

　"How about it?"

　"The wound on the leg is fine, it's just itchy."

　"Remember you promised me and helped me decline Grandma Song's invitation."

Qiao Wan didn't understand why, nor did she understand what kind of secret Song Yanshu and the Song family had.

It has nothing to do with her.

　"That depends on my mood!" Qiao Wan really thought so.

After being reborn with great difficulty, she no longer wanted to wrong herself to do things she didn't want to do.

　"100 million." Song Yanshu made a price.

　"To you, 100 million is nothing!" On the surface, Qiao Wan loves money very much, but she doesn't need money when she does things, such as revenge?
Song Shuyan pinched Qiao Wan's chin, and sprayed hot breath on her neck.

　"Have you grown your skills? It's become quite fast. 500 million?"

　"Deal, next time you ask me for help, at least double it." Qiao Wan never pretended in front of Song Yanshu, nor did she rarely pretend.

　"Hehe." Song Yanshu pinched the tip of Qiao Wan's chin, and slowly let go.

In the past, she put all her heart on Zhao Yun, and regretted it only after being betrayed, and because of this, she was tortured by Song Yanshu for four full years.

This time, she won't.

Song Yanshu, maybe she will stop resisting him, and stop secretly contacting Zhao Yun behind his back. Maybe this man will help her, and maybe he will be the best person to her.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wan felt much more comfortable.

After Song Yanshu left, Qiao Wan felt drowsy more and more, she went back to put it on and continued to rest, but the phone kept prompting text messages, forcing her to hang up the phone directly.

The scoundrel Zhao Yun gave him a chance to delete the text message as if he didn't see it, but he still dared to rely on her, and even bombarded her with his mobile phone. Does he really think she is as easy to bully as before?
If she remembers correctly, Zhao Yun took a lot of money from Qiao's family from her. It was only in the name of borrowing at first, but now it's time to pay it back.

Not only pay back, but also pay double the price.

after a few days
Qiao Wan's wound recovered much better, she took out the invitation letter from the drawer, and carefully studied the phone number on it.

After all, taking people's money and helping them eliminate disasters, after recording the phone number, it was broadcast immediately.

After a few rings, the person on the phone agreed to transfer it to Mrs. Song.

She was using the villa's phone, so she was making calls on the first floor. She didn't want others to know her phone number, otherwise she would be bombarded by changing numbers like Zhao Yun did, so she must be crazy?

　"Hello? Is it Yan Shu? Grandma misses you so much, is she planning to come back soon?" Although her voice was hoarse, she could hear it, full of confidence and in good health.

Qiao Wan replied generously: "Hi, I'm Qiao Wan, Song Yanshu's wife."

　"What? Oh, so you are Qiao Wan? Why not Yan Shu?"

Qiao Wan's heart froze, she didn't say anything, but it sounded super uncomfortable.

She felt despised.

She was just about to say that because of her own reasons, she couldn't go to the invitation, so no matter what, Song Yanshu must fulfill her obligations as a legal husband, but after thinking about it, the other party...wouldn't hate her even more?

Qiao Wan started to hem and haw, not knowing how to organize her words.

But the words are on the lips, and the answers are agreed, so let's just say it.

"Hello, grandma, I...I'm not feeling well, and my leg was injured. Yan Shu said that he would fulfill his duty as a husband at home, and he would accompany me, so...I can't go home."