When Su Bai threw a slap, it didn't hurt really, but afterwards his cheeks became a little red and swollen, and Chen Yu tried to pull a few bangs in front of the mirror to block them. I can't hide it.

"Forget it." Looking at the pale and embarrassed man in his glasses, Chen Yu smiled bitterly. In this home, he was just one of the many bed companions beside Song Chuyun.

Doesn't he want to revenge his mother? Of course I thought about it, so when I knew the truth about my mother's death, I almost killed the woman with a gun, so I was rejected by my father and sent here as a gift after a failure.

The one who ruined his mother and his home, even if he ruined it by himself?

Even if there is only a little chance, it will never let go.

After walking out of the bathroom, Chen Yu saw a man holding his slippers and sitting on his bed with his head down and playing with a cigarette case. He soon remembered that the cigarette case was stuffed by Su Bai at the auction reception the day before Here, after returning, he only smoked a cigarette and put the cigarette case in the nightstand. How did Song Chuyun turn it over?

"Will you smoke?" Song Chuyun looked up.

"Just learned."

"The person hitting your face is the one who gives you cigarettes?"

Chen Yu hesitated, and thought of Su Bai telling him to follow Song Chuyun these days when he left, he nodded: "Um."

"Stop smoking in the future." Song Chuyun put the unsmoked cigarette in his clothes pocket.

"Okay." Chen Yu replied with a bowed head, and he didn't even have a choice.

"Does your face hurt?" The voice seemed softer.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Are you afraid of me?" I patted the position beside me, "Sit over."

Chen Yu sat obediently. If it was normal, he would hesitate a bit, but once people make up their minds, they will become different. Song Chuyun seemed very satisfied with Chen Yu's well-being, he showed a smile and reached out and rubbed his shoulders to kiss Chen Yu's swollen face.

Chen Yu's eyes flickered with too gentle gestures. In fact, he didn't understand some places. When there were outsiders, Song Chuyun either ignored him or was rude, but when the two were alone, the man sometimes Gently let him have an illusion, an illusion that the other party loves him.

Song Chuyun reached out and touched Chen Yu's injured cheek: "Have you told anyone else who hit you? Or have anyone seen Su Mo hit you?"

"No."

"I hit." Suddenly staring at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu is slightly puzzled. What does Song Chuyun mean? Obviously he was hit by Su Mo. Why should it be said that Song Chuyun hit him?

"I hit you, do you understand?" Song Chuyun emphasized again.

Speaking of which, Song Chuyun beat him a few times in front of outsiders. His hands looked heavy but there was not much damage. In this home, he didn't treat him badly except for forcing him to sleep with him every day.

"I see." Chen Yu nodded, maybe Song Chuyun thought it was bad for him to be beaten by outsiders.

"I'm gone." Song Chuyun stood up.

"Oh." Not spending the night in his room today? This is also good.

At the door, Song Chuyun suddenly left a sentence: "Smoke ... Occasionally one or two is enough, which is bad for your health."

Is this concerned? Chen Yu didn't have time to look closely at the expression on Song Chuyun's face, the other party had closed the door and left.

Leaving Chen Yu's room, Song Chuyun walked to the study alone, entered the password at the door, opened the door and walked in. He pulled down the curtains in the study, turned on the lights and sat behind the desk.

He took out the cigarette case from Chen Yu's jacket pocket, and Song Chuyun carefully tore off the wrapping paper on the cigarette case. After removing the wrapping paper, there was a row of numbers on the cigarette case, which looked like a person. Phone number.

Song Chuyun pulled out his mobile phone and pulled out a text message with no caller ID displayed:

[The thing is on your little cute body, look for it—your grandpa]

Frowning, Song Chuyun deleted the text message and considered dialing the number according to the number on the cigarette case one minute later. After the phone rang for four or five times, the other party slowly picked up the call.

"What are you, Su Ye?" Song Chuyun screamed first.

[It doesn't matter who I am, you just have to follow the original plan]

"Su Ye died a few months ago. Now the boss of Su family is Chen Yuan. Do you make me believe you?"

[You want to trust Chen Yuan as soon as Su Ye died? Song Chuyun, don't be smart yourself, don't forget who the real owner of the Song family is. If you don't understand, you can call your father.

"The director of the whole plan is Su Ye. The Song family will only obey Su Ye."

[Don't tell me that Simon hasn't contacted you]

Song Chuyun was silent for a moment and said, "I can't completely trust you. Once the plan fails, the Song family can't afford Chen Yuan's revenge."

[I do n’t need your belief. As long as you obey, do n’t try to challenge my patience. Instead of worrying about the life and death of the Song family and your little lovely future, open your eyes to see the present and think I wonder if Chen Yu, who you protect, can see the sun tomorrow morning, or whether your Song family can withstand the destruction from Simon] "What have you done to Chen Yu ?!"

[Let me tell you who I am, I am Su Mo, a person who is eligible to inherit the Su family, a successor designated by Su Bai Su Ye, and Chen Yuan is just a traitor. OK, do n’t be so nervous, I did n’t do anything to your little cutie, and I did n’t add anything to his cigarette, but you better identify yourself and choose your position] [Next time, you can Not a slap so gentle] The other party hung up the phone directly.

Song Chuyun's tense nerves gradually eased, a cold sweat appeared on his spine, and the smoke from the desk was lying quietly on the cigarette case.

...

The clock on the wall points to 7:10 in the morning. Su Bai glanced at the clock and closed her eyes. The remaining twenty minutes were used to gradually wake up the brain and sort out what must be done today.

At half past seven, enter the bathroom on time to take a comfortable hot bath.

At eight o'clock, Su Ye changed his clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

"what are you doing?"

"Breakfast together." Tang Yan poured a glass of sugar-free soy milk on the table, looked up and smiled at Su Ye.

In the morning, the sun, the dining table, breakfast for two, an elegant vase with a few small daisies, and two men sitting at each end of the dining table.

"Why don't they have breakfast with Akka?" Su Ye drank sugarless soy milk.

"I thought it was a date for two people to dine alone." Passing the tissue intimately.