How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

"it is good."

Mo Rongan went downstairs with Song Wenjing. It was not like they had never met before, so he had nothing to hide (ー_ー)!!

Song Wenjing glanced around but didn't see the ghost. He asked worriedly, "Brother, haven't you resolved your conflict yet?"

"It's my fault too. I wanted you to admit that he was your sister-in-law, but I didn't expect to make your sister-in-law angry. Go ahead and scold me!"

Song Yunqing: "Don't worry, I will handle this matter. It's not your fault. He has a low self-esteem and is sensitive. He always thinks I don't love him."

"If you don't make a fuss about this, he will eventually come into conflict with me over this matter. It's inevitable."

"Actually, you're right. Love has nothing to do with race. He always looks at me with eyes filled with guilt and uneasiness, as if he owes me his life."

"He...seemed to be looking through my face at someone else."

Song Yunqing said the last words jokingly. He would never have thought that when he said this, Lu Huaisi was right behind him.

But Lu Huaisi only appeared for two seconds and then disappeared!

"Brother, why don't you go talk to him and have a good talk? It's no use dragging it on like this. Once there's a barrier in your heart, it'll only get bigger."

"Even if you want to repair this relationship by then, it won't be possible." Song Wenjing suggested.

When Song Wenjing was called, Song Yunqing was a little surprised. He didn't expect that these words came from his younger brother.

He suddenly said, "Xiao Jing, when you came back during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I noticed that you had changed. I was right. You really have changed."

After hearing what Song Yunqing said, Song Wenjing's heart skipped a beat, "Brother, I have always been like this, how could I have changed?" Could it be that he has discovered that he is not the original owner?

Song Yunqing: "You've become more and more humane, your eyes filled with warmth, as if an empty shell has a soul. This is better than before."

"Xiao Jing, I'm very happy about your transformation. Even if it's because of his arrival, I'm very grateful."

Song Wenjing: "Brother..." He opened his mouth but didn't know how to answer. Should he say that he is not your biological brother?

But what you said was too hurtful.

Seeing Song Wenjing's embarrassed expression, Song Yunqing didn't say anything more, but got up and went out first.

After Song Yunqing left, Mo Rongan no longer had any worries.

He tried to eat and drink the milk in Song Wenjing's hand, but he couldn't drink it at all. Helplessly, he had to give up the idea.

Seeing his frustrated look, Song Wenjing said tentatively, "You should only be able to eat tribute, nothing else."

"Okay." Mo Rongan took a breath.

"How about I offer sacrifices to your spirit tablet?" Song Wenjing asked.

Mo Rongan thought about it for a moment, then shook his head. "Forget it, I was just curious. Seeing you drinking so happily, I thought I'd give it a try too."

"Thinking about it now, it was a bit too naive."

Song Wenjing held him on his lap and said, "No way, if you want me to, I will do everything I can to make you drink it. How can this be childish?"

"Okay, don't think too much. Let's go shopping later. It's very lively at this time."

Mo Rongan felt a hand touching his waist, and he patted it gently, "Don't touch it, your hand is hot."

Song Wenjing started to act up, "How about you touch it back? Otherwise I won't let you go."

Mo Rong'an never wanted to suffer a loss. He raised his cold hand and covered Song Wenjing's stomach, which made Song Wenjing gasp for air due to the cold.

"Hiss~ It's so cold." Song Wenjing said this, but did not take Mo Rongan's hand away.

"Hmph, let's see if you dare to provoke me again?"

……

After strolling for more than an hour, Song Wenjing came to the park and sat down. The breeze brought the scent of grass, which made people feel a little calmer.

"An An, we're tired from walking around. Let's take a break. There are big trees here to provide shade, and there aren't many people around. It's a really good spot."

"Okay."

After Mo Rong sat down, Song Wenjing put away his umbrella. Just as he put away the umbrella, a girl came over to him.

"Senior Song, what a coincidence, are you here to play too?"

When Song Wenjing heard the voice, he looked up. After looking carefully, he found that he did not know this girl and did not even have any memory of the original owner.

Noticing that Song Wenjing didn't recognize her, the girl reminded him, "Senior, I'm a freshman. Have you forgotten? I accidentally fell once, and you helped me up."

After saying that, the woman habitually lifted her hair and glanced at Song Wenjing with a flirtatious look in her eyes.

Song Wenjing smiled awkwardly, "Oh, really? Sorry, it's been so long that I forgot." He didn't even notice it in the original owner's memory.

Maybe these memories are insignificant to the original owner, so there is no need to remember them.

Mo Rongan sat on the chair and looked at the two of them, giving them a wink, full of affection, and reluctant to part. Just talk, why laugh so happily?

Ah!

Here, only Song Wenjing can see him, no one else can see him. But he still has a doubt, why can both brothers of the Song family see ghosts?

When he was at the Song family, he did not reveal himself in front of Song Yunqing, but Song Yunqing still saw him accurately.

Could it be that he also has a ghost, so he saw himself?

Mo Rongan can freely choose to let others see him.

"Senior Song, are you alone? Do you mind if there's an extra person? I happen to live nearby and I'm very familiar with this area."

"No, I'm waiting for my friends to come over." Song Wenjing refused.

"Really? Is he Senior Song's brother?" Just after she said that, the woman felt a hint of chill around her for some reason.

"My boyfriend."

Mo Rong'an exuded a chilling aura of death, and the water in the nearby lake became surprisingly clearer, as if something had left.

When he heard Song Wenjing talking about her boyfriend, the evil spirit in his body dissipated.

Mo Rong'an then sat down obediently without making much noise. If Song Wenjing hadn't said that, he would probably have done something uncontrollable.

Some people who came to the park suddenly felt a cold and dangerous atmosphere, and the sun hanging high above their heads could not warm their bodies.

In less than a moment, the feeling disappeared. The sun shone into their bodies, driving away the cold air, and everyone felt a lot more comfortable.

"Ah?" The girl was obviously confused for a moment when she heard Song Wenjing's answer.

"Boyfriend? Is this true? Why have I never seen Senior Song's boyfriend?" The woman took a step back in embarrassment.

His eyes scanned Song Wenjing's facial features and then his figure.

Wow, now even the handsome guy has been digested internally!