Thinking of Li Song doing everything right with herself, she is not a softhearted person.

Observe it first.

Li Tinghe took the wine glass. He, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, didn't mind that she had drunk it, so he took a sip of red wine along the edge of the glass.

When he went to work on business, his subordinate Xie Yuan appeared behind her, "Boss, will you take care of Li Song's business?"

"What do you think?"

"With your status, who dares to make you angry? Who dares to give you a face? Li Song's **** was almost fainted by Lu Muqing. If he is rescued, he will only continue to add chaos to you." Xie Yuan Straightforwardly, "The subordinate thought it was better to let him die."

"It makes sense." Bai Jingxuan patted Xie Yuan's shoulder appreciatively.

"Subordinates have followed you for many years, and I hope you will always be the strong one who does its own way and is not interfered by others."

She smiled slightly, "Everything in the world may not be completely satisfactory."

A gust of wind blew, and in the night, Xie Yuan looked at her extremely slim back, her long black hair fluttering in a beautiful arc with the wind.

Hiding his nostalgic gaze well, Xie Yuan did not show any extra expression on his face.

Lu Muqing ran into Li Song's room these days, very diligent, and even helped him to the toilet many times.

Feed him, everything is fine.

Li Song was moved to tears.

Tang Jingxian stepped into the room where her husband lived and saw that Mu Qing was carefully helping Li Song to cut the apples. The atmosphere was a little affectionate, so she suddenly lowered her face, "The maid will do these things. It's not necessary for Miss Lu to do it herself."

"Aunt Li..." Lu Muqing lowered his eyelids aggrievedly, "I just want to be more filial in front of Uncle Li's bed. After all, in my heart, he is one of the most important elders."

"Jingxian, which way are you crazy?" Li Song blamed, "You are not careful with me, don't you allow Mu Qing to be filial?"

"I'm not careful?" She walked to him, picked up a dragon fruit from the bedside table and peeled it, sliced ​​it with a fruit knife, inserted it with a toothpick and handed it to him, "Eat some?"

"I don't like to eat dragon fruit, I didn't even ask, what did you cut?" Li Song complained intuitively.

"Heh..." Tang Jingxian smiled sarcastically, "Just ask yourself, did you love dragon fruit more than ten years ago?"

He likes it very much.

"I used to cook the porridge for you personally. Did you drink it? The clothes I washed for you, did you wear it? Have you seen the sweater I knit for you?" She asked aggressively.

"I..." Li Song just remembered that his wife was making porridge, and he found it unpleasant to drink. His wife washed his clothes, but he thought it was not clean. He hadn't even glanced at the sweater that his wife knitted for him.

When did it start? Before the two, there was only strangeness and alienation.

Probably, it started more than ten years ago between him and the maid Li Hui. It's been so long...

"Since you don't like me to be troublesome. Why should I be boring." Tang Jingxian's expression was full of disappointment. "There are servants in the Li family. I'm not too lazy to act like some people."

There was guilt in Li Song's eyes, "Jingxian, I..."

"Uncle Li, I didn't pretend." Lu Muqing raised his hand, almost swearing, "Because of Tinghe, I cannot be your adopted daughter, but I sincerely treat you as a father."

"Have you heard?" Li Song immediately shielded Lu Muqing, "What a good boy, why do you have to be a junior with her?"

"Your **** is crooked. You will be the truth about everything she says." Tang Jingxian took a sip, "The bad guy surnamed Li has died for more than ten years. Originally, the relationship between our husband and wife was not that bad."