【There are some secrets, let me bring them into the coffin. 】

To get to the bottom of it, the source of all misunderstandings is the love letter from Zhu Li. If it weren't for it, Song Bailao and I wouldn't be where we are today.

It made him feel confident, thinking that he had caught my flaws, and put my favor on him in the name of "like".

It has successfully shaped me into a "rapist" who can hurt others wantonly because of "like".

The **** joined hands with his step-brother many years later, and finally got what he wanted and married the "victim" of the year.

It makes sense if it's all based on "likes". But once there is no foundation and no support, all the preconceptions will collapse and become unreasonable.

It is normal for Song Bailao to be confused, how could he have thought that in order to make this "castle in the air" continue, Ning Shi told a big lie to deceive me.

If you don't like it, why marry him?

This question is not sharp, but every word seems to be poking at the most painful part of my wound.

In the past seven years, he didn't know anything, only I was struggling, and I was the only one who couldn't heal. He turned around and went on with his life, leaving me behind like garbage.

He didn't even know my "resentment".

I sighed inwardly, and said, "You didn't marry me because you liked it, didn't you? Ning Shi lied to me that the child was still alive, and that he would marry you if he wanted the child back. After the news of Zhu Li's engagement came out, she admitted that the child was long gone. You are for the cause, I am for the child, let's each get what we need." After thinking about it, she added, "Even if it wasn't you, I would agree. ."

He suddenly turned black. I thought he was going to get angry. After waiting for a while, he held back and didn't say a word.

Maybe I am pitiful as a dying person, or maybe I am ashamed of me, his bad temper has not been shown in front of me for a long time. Almost made me forget what a bad temper he used to be.

"So, it's just because of the child." He may have endured hard, and his voice was hoarse.

I said lightly: "Yes, just because of the child."

He nodded, lowered his eyes and wondered what to do, and after a while he raised his head and asked me, "Do you have any other wishes?" I was stunned, but before answering, he continued, "I mean other than children, do you have any other wishes?"

He asked suddenly, and I didn't expect it. I was stunned for a while before saying: "Re...get the baker's certificate."

"What else?"

"No more."

"Bakery certificate..." He said these words softly, thoughtfully.

I don't know what he asked this for, is he trying to help me realize my dream before I die?

I think he should have no problem asking, he lowered his head and continued to read the newspaper.

After five or six minutes, the sound of keyboard tapping sounded again in the quiet ward.

After I became pregnant, I became sensitive to the smell of pheromones. Song Xiao said it was a normal phenomenon. one of the performances.

Various pheromone scents are mixed together. As a beta, I can’t adapt, and I don’t know how to block these scents. But as long as Song Bailao was by his side, his pheromone aura would absolutely dominate, covering all the messy smells, allowing me to breathe for a moment.

Maybe Luo Mengbai or Song Xiao told him about my situation. Recently, he spends more and more time with me, and even sleeps in the ward at night.

When I went to bed, he was still fiddling with the computer and didn't mean to sleep.

When I woke up at night with thirst, I found that the reading light that had been shining on Song Bailao had been dimmed, and was replaced by a small night light by my bed. The sofa was unfolded to make a bed, Song Bailao lay on his side and slept on it, maybe his legs were too long, and the whole person curled up slightly, looking a little aggrieved.

In fact, I still have a wish, but I think it should be difficult to achieve.

I want to hear Song Bailao say to me personally: "Ning Yu, I'm sorry, I didn't believe you back then." Or "I'm sorry I was so stupid in Zhu Li's plan back then." It's better to cry bitterly.

But with his character, I'm afraid I can't wait until I die.

When I woke up again, it was the next morning.

The discharge process was very smooth, but when I walked out of the hospital building to get on the car, I was suddenly stopped from behind.

I looked back suspiciously, and saw a thin man in hospital uniform standing not far away, with a hideous scar on his face, which had not completely faded. With one hand hanging a triangle scarf, the other hand is like Song Xiao, leaning on a three-legged cane.

"Chang Xingze?"

Xiang Ping is being treated in Sanatorium and Hospital, I know, but I didn't expect Chang Xingze to be there. And it was so badly injured that I almost couldn't recognize it.

"Can you say a word?" he asked, standing three meters away from me.

Before I could speak, Song Bailao stood in front of me.

"Can't."

Chang Xingze laughed at himself: "I'm already like this, what else can I do? You can stare here and never leave your eyes."

Song Bailao said coldly, "Don't you understand? I said 'no'."

Chang Xingze's face turned pale, he looked past him and looked at me: "Don't you want to make a break?"

"You..." Song Bailao was about to speak again, I put my hand on his arm, he looked back at me, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to talk to him?"

I made a soft "hmm".

Song Bailao: "Two minutes."

Finally, I won three minutes, no more than ten meters.

Chang Xingze and I walked to the side of the open space, Song Bailao leaned against the car door with his arms crossed and looked at us.

I said to Chang Xingze, "What do you want to say? Tell me."

Chang Xingze spread his arms as if to show me his body: "Are you still satisfied with our retribution? Xiang Ping is in jail, my face is ruined, my spleen is removed, and my hand is broken. Is it ok?"

I looked at him quietly, and after a while said, "If you just say this, then forget it." After that, I turned around and wanted to leave.

Chang Xingze said anxiously: "You got Xu Meiren, the family and business have a good harvest, I lost everything, I admit defeat, please let me go!"

Xu Meiren?

I stopped and looked at him: "What Xu Meiren?"

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Song Bolao spent 10 million to buy Xu Meiren?

I thought about it for a while, and then I understood. What he meant was that the one who was bidding with me that day... was Song Bailao?

The other end Chang Xingze said again: "Your husband is powerful and powerful, I can't fight you. I will never provoke you in the future, please let me go."

I will put Xu Meiren aside for now.

"I never bit you." Strictly speaking, they should not let me go, "What you have suffered today has nothing to do with me, it is just your own. "

Everything today can actually be attributed to the word "desire". The two were greedy and wanted everything, and in the end they couldn't satisfy the "desire beast" in their hearts, so they ended up like this.

Chang Xingze smiled bleakly: "Yes, we made our own. Whether it's you or Xu Meiren, we made our own..."

I glanced at his hand, it seemed to be more serious than mine, I wonder if he can still be a baker in the future.

"You can do it yourself." It felt like three minutes were almost up, leaving the last sentence, I turned and left.

Back in front of the car, Song Bailao raised his hand and looked at the time, without saying anything, he straightened up and opened the car door for me.

I never saw Chang Xingze again. A few months later, I heard that his family went abroad.

The matter of Xu Meiren sowed the seeds of doubt in my heart. The seed quickly took root and grew vigorously along the way. Although buying what is Song Bailao's freedom, Xu Meiren actually no longer exists in various senses... But I still want to know the original intention of his big price to shoot Xu Meiren.

It's not always the case, he knew I wanted to photograph Xu Meiren, so he deliberately went against me, right?

After half a month, I returned to Metropark. Apart from being a little excited when she first saw me, Sister-in-9 quickly recovered and showed good professionalism.

The window of the room is bright and clean, and the pot of mimosa on the window sill is still fresh and watery, it seems that someone is often taking care of it.

Song Mo was carried by the servants to see me, but because he was not well enough to rest, he was quickly driven away by Song Bailao.

"Can't you sleep with my mother?" He pouted and bargained with Song Bailao, his eyes kept glancing at me.

Song Bailao was unmoved: "Go back and lie down. From now on, you will only have half-an-hour visit time in the morning, in the evening, and in the evening. There are not many. You have run out of this morning. Come back at noon."

Song Mo rolled his eyes and seemed to be calculating in his mind seriously.

In the end, I don't know if he understands it, but he has compromised anyway.

"Okay, then I'll go first." He waved at me and was carried away from the room.

Only me and Song Bailao were left in the room.

I sat on the bed and hesitated not knowing how to speak.

He frowned at me and said solemnly, "Lie down."

Luo Mengbai asked me to rest as much as possible, because the main symptom of my c20 is bleeding, as long as there is a bump, ecchymosis will form.

I lifted the quilt and lay in, and said naturally, "Chang Xingze said you... bought Xu Meiren?"

The air was quiet, and Song Bailao didn't answer me for a long time.

I looked up and saw him turn and walk towards the desk facing the bed. I opened the drawer and rummaged for a while, took out an item and walked back again.

He handed the thing to me and said, "I wanted to give it to you later."

I took it suspiciously and found that it turned out to be Xu Meiren's title deed.

I froze there, silent for a long time.

Song Bailao may have misunderstood my reaction, and his voice was uncertain: "Don't you really want it?"

"Ah, um..." I looked up at him.

I really want it, if you don’t rob me, I have already bought it at the market price…