The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Song Lishu nodded slightly: "Okay, thank you, I will go to the hospital for a checkup in a few days."

The small villa to the west is empty and near the green forest. At night, the breeze blows, the branches sway and the leaves rustle, and the whole villa is shrouded in seclusion.

Several servants would come to clean during the day, and when everyone was gone at night, only Song Lishu was left. She stayed here alone, and even if something happened, it would be unsound every day.

Three meals a day will be arranged on the dining table in the hall, but no one will call Song Lishu, only she will go downstairs to eat when she sees the time.

Song Lishu is like a puppet every day, sitting blankly in the room. Only in the morning or evening will she become alive.

Because at that time, when Huo Baiyuan went out and went home, she stood on the balcony, craned her neck, and she could see the door of Huo’s main house, and she could see Huo Baiyuan wearing a neat high-end suit, walking out of the door and sitting on it. The car already waiting.

In the evening, I could see the car coming back again. Huo Baiyuan got out of the car. He took off his jacket and put it on his arms. He was wearing a neat shirt. His tie was torn apart by his hand, and it was loosely wrapped around his neck. Significantly tired.

Today, Huo Baiyuan suddenly came back a bit early. He heard the sound of the car stalling outside. Song Lishu who was sitting on the bedside was startled. Then, he stood up and ran to the balcony, holding the railing with both hands, and leaned out his upper body. , And try to look at the location of the gate.

She saw Huo Baiyuan getting off the car, still the usual appearance, I don't know if she noticed something, Huo Baiyuan suddenly stopped, and then turned her head, which happened to face Song Lishu's eyes.

For a moment, Song Lishu only felt that his heart seemed to stop.

Across the gap in the shade of the trees, on the second floor balcony of Huo Baiyuan's west villa, there is a woman lying on her stomach, with her neck stretched out long, and she is looking at him, blinking a pair of eager and joyful eyes, eagerly looking forward. The appearance is a bit naive.

The moment he looked up at the past, the expression in the woman's eyes suddenly became panicked and at a loss, she hurriedly retracted her head, turned and ran back to the room, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Huo Baiyuan frowned.

One month later, he almost forgot that there was still a so-called wife living in that empty villa.

Song Lishu sat on the edge of the bed, pressing her heart, her face turned pale, the look of Huo Baiyuan seemed to kill her.

In the early morning, Song Lishu got up early, she dressed neatly, went downstairs, and walked to the door, when a servant came to meet her.

Seeing Song Lishu, she immediately stood in front of her and asked angrily: "Where are you going?"

Song Lishu was stunned. She barely went out for a month. She didn't expect to go out once and be interrogated like a prisoner.

She replied blankly: "I want to go out and buy something."

The servant glared at her and said, "The eldest master ordered, you can't go out casually."

Song Lishu explained: "I'm not going to a very far place, and I will be back soon."

Today is the day when she went to the hospital for an examination. She had already made an appointment with Nie Ziyu, and couldn't miss it.

The servant glanced at her and warned fiercely: "You'd better not run. If you are recognized when you go out, don't talk nonsense, otherwise the young master will not let you go!"