The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

For Song Jingchen's non-cooperation, Shen Yijia really used eighteen martial arts.

But as long as she had the idea of ​​using force to suppress her, Song Jingchen lowered her eyelids and said nothing, looking like she was aggrieved by her little daughter-in-law.

How could Shen Yijia go, not only can't let go, but also patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Okay, let's not practice today, let's take it slow, we can definitely stand up, don't be sad. what."

Song Jingchen concealed the upward curvature of the corners of his mouth, gave a low "um", raised his eyes and looked at Shen Yijia seriously: "You should practice calligraphy."

Shen Yijia: "?"

The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive?

Thinking that she was smart and pretended to be pitiful and fooled Song Jingchen back then, it would be a retribution in this world.

Song Jingchen looked at her suspiciously, as if waiting for her to speak.

Shen Yijia laughed dryly and took back the hand on Song Jingchen's shoulder. She was afraid that she would murder her husband if she couldn't hold back.

He pulled out a stiff smile: "Yes, it's time for me to practice calligraphy. You have a good rest here, I'll go back to the front yard to find Sister Huan and the others to practice calligraphy together..."

After speaking, he gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Song Jingchen looked at her angrily back, laughed lightly, his eyes fell on his lap, and his eyes were a little deep.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law."

As soon as Shen Yijia arrived in the front yard, she met Lin Miaomiao and Tie Dan who were in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yijia asked.

Lin Miaomiao's eyes were flushed, and she said anxiously, "Sister-in-law, my brother is gone."

"Why didn't you disappear? Did you look for it at home? Did you fall asleep somewhere?" She used to be like this, sleeping alone in a corner, causing those in the compound to search everywhere, thinking she had escaped went.

"I looked for it, but I couldn't find it. After lunch, he said that he would go back to the room to take a break. We watched him return to the room, and we didn't see him getting up, so we wanted to call him.

I don't want the room to be empty at all. "Iron Dan saw Lin Miaomiao so anxious that she could only cry and help explain.

Shen Yijia frowned, thinking of the Lin family's enemy.

Before Feng Laoliu died, he claimed that there was someone behind him. Could it be that the person who harmed Lin Shao's parents was actually someone else? Feng Laoliu is just an early bird?

Shen Yijia didn't express her guess, but only comforted: "Don't worry, you guys continue to look for it at home, I'll go out and look for it."

After he finished speaking, he summoned the dumplings and went to Lin Shao's room to get a piece of his underwear and let him sniff it. He threatened, "This time it's not a trivial matter, you'd better not play petty on me."

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Did it say anything? To scare the tiger.

Shen Yijia was also worried that it was as she thought, afraid that Lin Shao's life would be in danger if she was late, so she walked out on the sled with the dumplings, and forgot to tell Song Jingchen for a while.

By the time Song Jingchen knew about this, it had already been a quarter of an hour since he had gone out.

Song Jingchen's brows were furrowed, and there was unease in his heart.

He was the only one left in the room, Song Jingchen watched Shen Yijia brave the heavy snow to find the double poles made of wood for him, and stood up slowly with his hands up...

He let go of his hands and stood firmly on the spot. Song Jingchen was sweating coldly on his forehead. He wanted to take a step, but his feet seemed to be heavy.

Gritting his teeth, he raised one foot, and after finally moving a little distance from his legs, he collapsed as if he was exhausted...

If it wasn't to protect him at the beginning, how could his father be beaten to death all his life, what those people wanted was his life!

Compared with a seemingly mediocre grandfather, of course, his brilliant son is even more worrying...