Old Injury

[It rained so hard in the morning, when I got to the store, my clothes were all wet. 】

I didn't see Song Bailao again for half a month after that. He has been living in the city and does not come back.

I started the live broadcast again, and the number of viewers was quite large. As Han Yin said, after the fall of Chang Xingze, I quickly became Amber's popularity king. Whether they were curious or really liked baking, everyone rushed to see what kind of person I was, a beta that outperformed Omega. My live broadcast is no longer purely "teaching", but a little more "entertainment".

I don't care what kind of thoughts they have to watch my live broadcast anyway, I'm a guest, I make my cake and teach me how to decorate, it's no different from the past .

Luo Qinghe did not allow me to visit Song Mo. Every time a call lasted for more than five minutes, the servant would hang up on the grounds that the young master had not recovered. However, Luo Qinghe may also be afraid that he is bored, so he did not prohibit him from using electronic products. He uses a tablet computer to watch my live broadcast every day.

When he usually sleeps, I will read a few pages of "The Little Prince" for half an hour. Although I can't be by his side, I hope my voice can accompany him to sleep.

Since September, it has been raining for days in the mountains. Daoist Weijing said that the weather was not good, and he had to wait for this rainy day before doing the dojo, and asked me for my opinion. I've waited for seven years, and it's not bad these few days. Naturally, there is no problem.

The day before Zhu Li's wedding, Li Xun sent a dress to the mountain.

"Mr. Song will pick you up tomorrow afternoon to pick you up at the wedding venue." She handed over the clothes with dust bags to the servants and added, "I didn't expect that Mr. Song would really personally Take a trip, and you really expect things to happen."

If I really knew everything, how could I not have expected him to take me there?

The thought of seeing Zhu Li and the others again gave me a headache.

"Can I not go?" I asked Li Xun.

She was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed: "This...Are you feeling unwell? Why don't I help you talk to President Song."

"Forget it." I sighed lightly, even if he said it, he wouldn't agree, why should I let Li Xun toss back and forth.

In the evening, I took out the dress and hung it aside. When I opened the dust bag, I saw a golden shrike brooch on the chest of the coat.

This brooch is very characteristic of Song Bailau. The spread-winged shrike is surrounded by cinnamon branches, and the surrounding flowers are embedded with tiny pearls, as delicate as a work of art. And... I weighed the weights, and it was made of pure gold.

I held it above my head and looked at it under the light.

This should be a new "marking" method that Song Bailao came up with. Wearing it will also be branded as "Song Bailao". Whoever sees it will understand that I am his property.

I took a deep breath, got up and walked downstairs. When I got into the car, I saw Song Bailao sitting in the back row, and I was a little stunned.

He and I were wearing the same dress of the same style, with a black jacket neckline and a very conspicuous collar pin, which was a small tulip carved from a mother-of-pearl.

"What are you dazed about?" Song Bailao had been leaning against the seat and closed his eyes for a nap. Maybe seeing me not sitting down for a long time, he frowned and looked over, a little disgusted.

I woke up and got into the car quickly. The door was closed, and he started slowly. He leaned back again and stopped talking.

Stroking the position of his chest, I am really full of doubts, I don't understand why he is so pretentious.

Is this also a contest? He wanted to show it to everyone, he didn't care who Zhu Li married or who the Zhu family formed an alliance with. He is not embarrassed, nor does he feel that he is at a disadvantage. He still has a deep relationship with me, and he can ascend to the throne by himself?

The whole process was silent, and the cabin was unusually quiet. Song Bolao and I were sitting on both sides, clearly very close, but seemed to be far away.

After half an hour, we arrived at the wedding venue. There were many reporters and media crowded at the door, and the car stopped and flashed the lights. The floor is covered with a red carpet, which is directly connected to the venue. The whole building is brightly lit, and the guests who are constantly pouring in are dressed in beautiful costumes and jewels.

Song Bailao still closed his eyes and showed no sign of waking up.

I don't think it can be stopped for a long time, so I had to push him gently to wake him up.

I simply replied "um", and just after I finished speaking, the doorman opened the door for us, the cool wind from outside the car came in, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened.

Entering the venue side by side, there are still spots left by the flash on my retinas, and my mind is full of clicks.

Suddenly, Song Bailao put his arms around my waist and made an intimate gesture.

After a while, Zhu Li came from a distance with a champagne glass, and saw us with a meaningful smile on her face: "Welcome. I didn't expect President Song to come to participate in his busy schedule. It was a great honor for my wedding."

"The invitations have been sent to me, why didn't I come? This time I also specially wrapped a big red envelope to wish you a happy wedding and an early birth to your son."

The two of them spent several rounds with the snake, swords, spears, swords and halberds, and sparks burst out of sight.

"Oh, isn't this Brother Luo's son?" A voice full of energy suddenly broke in, and a spirited, red-faced old gentleman walked over, accompanied by Zhu Yun. raw and a young and handsome alpha.

Song Bailao reached out and shook hands with the three of them one by one: "Uncle Ruan, long time no see."

As I thought, the old and the young are the Ruan family.

Different from her father, although Ruan Linghe had a faint smile on her face, her expression did not show a bit of joy. There is black now, and the complexion is dull, not like a groom, like a hapless man.

Even if the family objected, they were bound to be with her.

It's a pity that although he is rebellious, he has a little less courage, or Wu Qian, a big star, doesn't want to be marked as unmarried, so he falls into the limelight. Although the two had a deep friendship, in the end, Zhu Li was cheap.

"We don't get involved in their alpha business." Zhu Li took my arm and took me away from Song Bailao.

I looked back, the four of them were talking politely, chatting and laughing, and they were peaceful. Where can I see the turbulent relationship between them.

Song Bailao smiled and looked at me as he spoke. Before my eyes met, I quickly retracted my gaze.

"Let go of me." Walking to the secluded part of the venue, I couldn't wait to shake Zhu Li's hand away, and patted the arm he held as if sweeping away dirt.

Zhu Li leaned against the wall and looked at me with a smile: "Look at you, you can't pretend, you put everything on your face, no wonder you always suffer." At a certain point, "you should learn from your mother and see how well she can act. She wants me to die every day. Today, when I get married, she seems so happy, as if I was born to her."

I followed his line of sight to see that Ning Shi was wearing a purple halter dress, walking among the guests calmly, entertaining every guest warmly, without anyone falling behind.

"Why, did you fall out with your mother?"

Just listening to his words, it is a bit like when he played the close brother back then.

I don't want to talk to him, I turn around and leave. At this time, the lights in the audience dimmed, and the T-stage erected in the field dropped a pale cold light. From the stage, a graceful figure slowly stepped onto the stage, wearing a tight red fishtail skirt with embellishments on the skirt. The crystals and beads looked from a distance, like a fiery red mermaid.

"Good evening, everyone." The mermaid walked to the end of the stage, adjusted the microphone, and her voice was soft and moving.

There was an uproar on the field for a moment, and then it gradually became quiet. Everyone is looking at her, wondering, mocking, contempt... More is looking forward to a good show-like excitement.

This face is so well known to the public that she has won many international film festivals in her thirties. Strength and beauty coexist, far ahead of the new generation of actresses, and she is the perfect goddess in the minds of many people.

"I'm Wu Qian, tonight's special guest, next, I will bring you a classic English old song..."

I looked at Zhu Li in disbelief, dumbfounded by his viciousness.

"Are you looking for Wu Qian to be your wedding guest?"

Zhu Li was calm and pure: "What's the matter? I let her see Ruan Ling and the last one generously, and it was too late for her to thank me. I didn't force her, if she refused Can I still kidnap her?"

Yes, everyone just thinks it was an accident that he was marked, how can they think that everything is his conspiracy.

He did this today, and Wu Qian really wanted to thank him.

The singing sounded, the actress had a smile on her lips, but tears flashed in her eyes. The romantic and affectionate lyrics are spit out from the mouth of this Omega who has been robbed of his lover, and there is a little helplessness in the poignant beauty. She stood on the stage, illuminated by the lights, everyone was watching her good show, and she did a moving good show.

I asked Zhu Li, "Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution?" He felt amused, repeated these two words, then straightened up, leaned toward me slightly, and said clearly in my ear, "Don't be afraid."

I smelled the rich salty smell of seawater on him, which was certainly not the perfume he sprayed.

What happened to my nose recently, why is it so sensitive to alpha and omega pheromones all of a sudden?

Zhu Li's pheromone made me feel a little uncomfortable. I couldn't tell whether it was from him or the smell of the sea that suddenly rushed into the nose. The desire to vomit suddenly came. As soon as I had time to cover my mouth, I bumped into his shoulder and rushed to the toilet beside him.

Spit out some gastric juices against the wash basin. When I raised my head, in addition to my slightly embarrassed appearance, the mirror also showed Zhu Li who was following me.

He looked at me and raised his eyebrows: "Are you pregnant?"

Why everyone thinks I'm pregnant, is beta so pregnant now?

I muttered: "None of your business."

Holding the water and gargling, I washed my face, and then I felt a little better.

"If Song Bailao would let you have a baby for him, you should really thank me. Whether it was seven years ago or seven years later, if it wasn't for my painstaking design and careful planning, how would you do this? Happiness." He put his arms around his chest and leaned on the sink, "Is that so?"

"I'm not pregnant." I straightened up and said coldly, "I just saw your nausea."

After saying that, I quickly left the bathroom, but accidentally bumped into a strong chest outside the door. I staggered back, grabbed my wrist, and pulled myself into the other's embrace.

Looking up, Song Bailao stared at me deeply, frowning: "Be careful."

The floral fragrance on his body inhaled into my lungs, instantly diluting the lingering nausea.

This is more than a panacea…

"Thank you." I slowed down, and reluctantly broke his hand and turned to leave.

The singing on the stage continued. It was clearly the first brisk song to tell the sweetness of love, but Wu Qian sang a mournful tune.

The mark between A and O seems to be a sharp weapon, or a powerful double-edged sword that anyone can pick up. In this world, there are people who use this sword to break obstacles, just to stay together, and there are people who use it to hurt others and only want to achieve their own desires.

Good or bad, it's on the side holding the sword.

If you want peace in the world, the only way is to destroy the sword.