Abused Alpha Quits

Song Mingyan felt that he was infected by her bright smile, and couldn't help but relax.

"What do you want to eat at noon, I will make it for you after a short rest."

Song Wanwan hugged her arm and shook her head: "No, I'll say okay with Mom and Dad. Take out at noon. Sister, take a good rest."

"Well, then I'll go back to the room first."

Song Miyan waved her lips slightly, and entered the room.

Upon seeing this, Song Wanwan whistled a small tune, and went to her parents.

What she didn't know was that it didn't take long before Song Qiyan walked out again, took off his shoes, walked silently to the door of his parents' room barefoot, and slowly pressed his ear to the door.

It's a pity that the soundproofing of the parents' room is good, almost can't hear anything.

She faintly heard her parents ask Wanwan: "That's it? Is your sister again?"

"Yes." Wanwan's voice seemed a little impatient. "I have persuaded her well, I will say you are superstitious."

"Yelling what? I want everyone to know if it's right?" This was mother's voice.

After that, their voices were softened, and Song Qiyan couldn't hear them anymore.

In the room

Song Wanwan yawned very boredly, her fingers hooked in the ring of the phone's pendant, and the thin white phone suddenly turned like a fan, and the mother Song was terrified. Although she is rich now, she used to be frightened. Xie Rui is still somewhat ingrained.

"Be careful, don't drop the phone."

Father Song glared at the people who searched for Song's mother, Dijiao on weekdays, and became arrogant: "If it breaks, just buy another one. What kind of mobile phone is the most expensive one? I apologize!

"Thank you dad!"

Song Wanwan couldn't help cheering in her eyes.

"Hush." ​​Father Song touched his lips with a finger and blinked lovingly: "I just can't let your sister see it."

"What sister, she is not my sister." Song Wanwan pursed her lips.

Mother Song was still a little uneasy, and then asked Xiao Weizuo Ao Wei's longing and shove John Huang Qiaoye? Still wondering if we are hiding something? "

"Oh, she must be just talking. I have persuaded her well. I said to you. I was too superstitious. Sooner or later, she thought she would harm this family. In fact, you have to be really worried that she will do it. What's the matter, it's better to install a monitor, so that she knows all about her state? Why do you ask me to ask every time?"

After Song Wanwan finished speaking, she stretched out: "It's really annoying, when will this day end?"

"Monitoring?" Father Song thought about the feasibility of doing this, "install it at home?"

"Mobile phones can also be installed." Song Wanwan tossed her mobile phone to play.

"Is it secret? Will it be discovered?" Father Song asked immediately.

Song Wanwan was about to answer, but Mother Song frowned and said: "Lao Song, I don't think I can pretend to be surveillance. Isn't this aggravating Xiaoyan's suspicion? Anyway, within two years, Xiaoyan graduated and became an adult. At that time, we will marry her far away. During this time, let’s not make any extravagances so as not to make any changes. It’s only two years. Let’s keep our temper and treat her a little better, and don’t always let her donate blood. Just spend some money to buy some blood for Wanwan to lose, don't make the relationship too stiff."

Father Song thinks that it’s not necessary to install it at home, but the mobile phone must be installed: "She can’t find any waves at home, but it’s hard to say outside. By monitoring her mobile phone, we can at least know what she has searched for and communicate with others. What. If she searches for the paternity test, we should be more vigilant and guard against it."

Song Wanwan nodded: "I think Dad is right."

"Then pretend." Mother Song's minority obeyed the majority.

After a while, I asked anxiously: "Pretend to be unreliable? Isn't it particularly expensive?"

Song Miyan only heard the monitor and mobile phone outside the door, and could not hear the others, but what she only heard was enough to make her heart shiver.

This temptation made her understand that there is indeed a secret that is hidden in the house. Only she does not know, and her parents still have Wanwan, and they don't want to know it.

Reminiscent of what she said to Wanwan, "Am I not their child?"

Song Maoyan suddenly felt like a thunderstorm struck his skull, his legs and feet were so soft that he couldn't stand still at all.

Fingernails ran across the door, making an unpleasant noise. She was frightened, her pupils opened wide, and she stared at the door extremely nervously, while at the same time, her footsteps slowly moved back.

Mother Song in the room suddenly hissed, lip-synching, "It seems there is something moving."

In an instant, the three of them stopped their movements, turned their heads to the door, and pricked their ears.

Mother Song pushed Father Song: Old Song, go and see, right?

She is outside.

Father Song approached the door lightly, his eagle eyes narrowed slightly, and his dark eyes showed a bit fierce. Song Qiyan was also shocked to back down, and the two of them let the cattle be opened as long as the door was opened. Bu Lu's eavesdropping behavior will be exposed.

What is waiting for her, I can hardly imagine.

Song Qiyan was very nervous, her hands and feet were cold, and the only way now was to go back to the room before her father opened the door and lay quietly on the bed to escape Yutong.

After retreating for a certain distance, Song Qiyan suddenly realized that he was barefoot. When he was barefoot, even if he was jumping, there would not be too much noise, so he speeded up, and the sputum screen was a testament.

When closing the door of his room, he was more careful, for fear that the old wooden door would make some harsh noises untimely.

Every time the metal shaft by the door turned one millimeter, she tightened with trepidation.

Almost the moment her door was completely closed, another door opened in a snap! A pair of dark and terrifying eyes appeared in the crack of the door less than three centimeters.

Those eyes were very muddy, but after a particularly vigilant glance, he opened the door completely, and Father Song walked out slowly with one hand behind him.

He looked back at the door. When he was designing the house, his room was specially designed for the kind of movement inside. It was almost inaudible from the outside, but when there was a disturbance outside, the inside could be heard clearly.

Lying on his bed, Song Yaoyan put his head under the quilt, silently digesting the shocking news one after another he received today.

Suddenly, the door of her room creaked and was pushed open.

The heart that was not calm at first mentioned his throat.

She was afraid that Father Song found out that she was just lying in the quilt. She was afraid that Father Song would put his hand into the quilt and test the temperature inside, because it was not long before her quilt had been exposed to the body temperature, and the inside was not warm, and it was mostly a cool feeling at first. .

She prayed silently in her heart, and as Father Song approached, she closed her eyes tightly and adjusted her breathing silently, without showing any signs of clues.

Of course Father Song's doubts did not disappear so quickly. He looked at the quilt heavily, and was about to reach in his hand to feel the temperature.

If it is cold, it means there is a problem. Either Song Qiyan did stay in the room just now, just doing other things, or she just made the noise outside her room.

If it is the former, she must have not fallen asleep, why did she not respond to his arrival?

Father Song turned all these thoughts around in his head, and he was about to put his hand under the quilt.

Suddenly, the door of the house was knocked "bang".

—Uncles and aunts, I heard that student Song Tong is sick, let’s take a look!

—Uncle and aunt? Are you there? We are classmates of Class 9!

—Song, we brought delicious fruits to see you!

Father Song's eyes were uncertain, but after a second, he changed his expression and opened the door with a smile.

"Oh, it's only 12:30, are you here? Did you eat lunch?"

"It's okay, we are young. It doesn't matter if we don't eat a meal." The classmates entered the room, and after answering Song's father, they looked around for a while: "Hey, where is Song classmate? Is she better?"

"much better."

Father Song took the large and small packets of fruit, and saw pomegranate, honey pomelo, blueberry, apple, dragon fruit... a dozen varieties, and he hurriedly said cheerfully.

Ye Ci looked at the small but clean living room, and had a certain understanding of Song's living conditions. Yu Manning followed her and probed in.

Father Song put the fruit aside, then raised his neck and shouted: "Xiaoyan, don't sleep, your classmates are here."

"Song is sleeping? Then don't disturb her and let her rest."

When the classmates heard that the monitor was resting, they told Father Song not to call her up.

But Song Miyan's weak voice has been heard: "Wait a minute, then come."

Not long after, the door of another room opened.

Ye Ci saw Mother Song and a round-faced girl coming out. The round-faced girl's eyes circled around the faces of the group of people carelessly. She curled her lips as if feeling bored, and then looked towards Suddenly stopped.

Ye Ci didn't care about her gaze, but Yu Manning could see clearly. The round-faced girl looked at her sister's eyes, which was clearly stunning, that was the kind of fascinating feeling.

Father Song asked the classmates to sit down, and then asked Song Wanwan to pour some water over.

Song Wanwan had never done this before, she poured hot water from a water bottle, and poured ten cups at a time. When I walked over with the tray holding the tray, my eyes always looked at Ye Ci, absent-mindedly, one did not control it, and the tray overturned in an instant, and all ten cups fell forward, and the hot water inside was like a transparent curtain. Same, all pounced on the students!

As soon as Song Miyan came out of his house, he saw Ye Ci at first sight.

In the crowd, that person is always particularly conspicuous.

The doctor's words appeared in his mind only for a moment, "Never mark it again within a month, otherwise, only she can give the joy in the future."

As soon as there was a trace of uncomfortable feeling in Song Miyan's heart, he saw the hot water pounce in Ye Ci's direction with his teeth and claws, his heart trembled, and he exclaimed:

"Be careful!"

She rushed up quickly, opened her palms, and tried to cover the opponent.

Ye Ci immediately turned around, exposing Yu Manning's head, and quickly pushed it into his arms, using a solid back to block the hot water splashing.

"Well."

Two painful grunts, stacked together, as if there was only one sound.

Song Miyan slowly lowered the palm of his hand splashed by the hot water, and put his back behind him without a trace.

Blocking the skin that was scalded red, pretending to have never stepped forward.

Quietly looking at Ye Ci, who was facing away from him, his eyes fell for a long time.

The person she is protecting at this moment is Yu Manning, not herself.