Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

Song Yue finally sent her away, otherwise she was really afraid that her ears would be damaged tomorrow and she would have to endure Song Chaofeng's nagging.

As soon as the door closed, he felt a chill on his back. Turning around, he saw Su Wanmo looking at him with a bad expression: "Are you getting married?"

Song Yue glanced outside the door in panic, afraid that Liu Yuhan might hear her, so she put her index finger to her lips to signal him not to speak.

Pulling him away from the door, he whispered, "Your Majesty, are you free?"

Su Wanmo was in a bad mood. His dark eyes seemed to contain a pool of inky black ice, bottomless, and only the cold air could be seen coming out of them.

"Are you getting married?"

Song Yue was thinking about how to deal with the situation. The Song family obviously didn't dare to do anything to him, so they had to send the big Buddha away in a nice manner.

"No."

But it was obvious that he was not easy to fool: "That's not what you just said."

"I……"

"Ayue?"

Song Yue was very nervous. She quickly covered her mouth and swallowed the words.

"What's wrong, mother?"

Liu Yuhan's words were heard again, and her figure was reflected on the door. Song Yue pulled Su Wanmo to the window and signaled him to leave quickly.

But he seemed to have nails on his feet and didn't move at all. He just looked at her panicked expression playfully, his lips moving as if he was about to say something.

Song Yue quickly covered her mouth and listened carefully to what Liu Yuhan had to say.

"I left my pillow in the room. I came back to get it. Can I come in now?"

Song Yue looked at the door and heard the sound of her hand on the door. She shouted in panic, "Mom, I'll get it out for you."

He looked at Su Wanmo and warned him not to make any noise.

He grabbed the pillow and walked towards the door. Su Wanmo followed closely. Song Yue only dared to open the door a little, sticking her head out to block the sight of people outside. She stuffed the pillow into her arms and prepared to close the door.

But her hand was grabbed, and Liu Yuhan's eyes were filled with worry.

Song Yue then remembered that the pillow was clearly the pillow in her room, so why did she come back to get it?

While he was thinking, his hand was released. Song Yue turned around quickly and mouthed: Go away.

Before Su Wanmo could react, the door was pushed open. Liu Yuhan hugged a pillow and stood in front of Song Yue: "Don't be afraid, Yue, mother is here."

He said with a gleaming look in his eyes, and with a certain amount of momentum: "If you leave now, we will not pursue the matter any further."

Su Wanmo looked at Song Yue with smiling eyes.

Song Yue's heart was in her throat, so she could only shout, "Yes, hurry up and leave."

The two of them took small steps towards the door. Just because Liu Yuhan didn't know Su Wanmo didn't mean that the other people in the family didn't know him. If that happened, they wouldn't be able to do anything to him and would have to kowtow in front of him. Maybe he would even take advantage of the situation and rob him, which was something Song Yue didn't want to see.

Seeing the fire light up in the distance, Song Yue just wanted him to leave quickly.

But he moved with their steps. When they reached the door, Song Yue was pushed out. Liu Yuhan then took out the stone in her hand and strode towards Su Wanmo: "You scoundrel, I will tear you apart with my bare hands."

He raised his hand high and smashed the stone on his head. Song Yue was so frightened that he moved his soul and rushed forward to push Su Wanmo away: "Get out!"

The stone was not restrained and hit Song Yue's back directly.

The lights behind him were bright. Su Wanmo hesitated for a moment and then turned and left.

Seeing that he was finally willing to leave, she felt a sharp pain in her back and fell to her knees limply.

"Ah Yue!"

The stone in Liu Yuhan's hand fell to the ground, and he walked around to her and supported her.

When Song Chaofeng heard the sound, he rushed into the house with his men.

Seeing everything in front of him: "Yan Ming, chase, chase quickly, we must bring him back."

"Yueyue, how is it?"

Song Maoyu glanced past Song Yue and ran towards the window.

"Don't go, Third Brother!"

Song Maoyu stopped, but when he saw Song Chaofeng's determined look, he was still ready to climb out the window and leave.

"Yanming, stop chasing me."

It was Liu Yuhan's voice. Although she didn't know why Song Yue did this, she must have her reasons.

Song Yue has been busy these days, and her stomach, which had not recovered to begin with, became even worse because she didn't eat on time. Now she was injured by a stone, so she couldn't drink medicine that was too irritating. She could only be prescribed some mild medicine that would heal more slowly.

The Song family was full of questions, but they could only wait for Song Yue.

Maybe because he knew Su Wanmo had left, but didn't know if he would come back, he slept very restlessly.