Day n of not wanting to be a kept man's canary

After comforting Song Nuan, Leng Tingye began to clean up the unconscious Leng Changqing on the ground.

Leng Tingye took the knife from Leng Changqing's hand and slapped him twice on the face.

No response.

He smiled knowingly and gestured across his face.

Song Nuan sensed the danger in Dao's eyes, fearing that he would kill her with a single stroke.

With the wedding just around the corner, the groom's death is not a good thing, and besides, it would completely disrupt her plans.

She had to ensure the wedding proceeded smoothly, so Song Nuan tentatively asked, "What does Master Ye want to do?"

Leng Tingye glanced at her sideways. "What, you can't bear to see him die?"

Song Nuan lowered her voice by half, "No, I was just asking!"

"He bullied you so much, don't you want revenge?"

Song Nuan knew Leng Tingye's methods. If something really happened to Leng Changqing, then tomorrow's wedding would not be able to proceed.

She straightened her nightgown and got out of bed, taking the initiative to hug Leng Tingye's arm. "Master Ye, a moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Don't let him ruin this beautiful moment!"

The moonlight was like water, gently pouring down!

Song Nuan's hand moved downwards inch by inch, and Leng Tingye's gaze followed her small hand downwards.

Song Nuan carefully and slowly pulled the knife out of Leng Tingye's hand. "Is that alright?"

"Alright!" Leng Tingye flicked his finger, and the knife fell to the ground.

Before she could react, Song Nuan was picked up by Leng Tingye with one hand. "I'll satisfy you first!"

The last night is destined to be a different one for you.

They started off in the wrong way, beginning in bed and ending in bed.

Song Nuan tried her best to cater to Leng Tingye's desires, just like the first time. Leng Tingye wanted her to have sex with him intensely, and there was only a half-hour difference between each time.

Their movements were so dramatic that they contrasted sharply with the quiet people on the floor not far from the bed.

In fact, Leng Changqing had already regained consciousness when the knife slapped his face. He dared not make a sound, as getting up at this point would only bring further humiliation.

The ambiguous moans were everywhere, and his heart felt like it was being roasted on fire.

The only way is to silently cover your ears, close your eyes, and swear in your heart that as long as you get through this agonizing night, you will make sure that the two of them die tomorrow!

Song Nuan was tortured until she cried and begged for mercy, and then she lost consciousness, before Leng Tingye finally stopped.

A peaceful night, but a restless heart!

Song Nuan was worried about the awkwardness of the three meeting, but she didn't expect that Leng Tingye had already left when she got up, and Leng Changqing was not there either.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't help worrying whether he would show up at the wedding later.

The wedding was divided into two stages: first, the wedding ceremony was held at the old house, and then the banquet was held at the hotel for the guests.

Normally, Leng Changqing should have gone to her parents' home to fetch her, but since there was no one left in her parents' home, this step was skipped.

Song Nuan looked at herself in the mirror and put on light makeup, which was what she requested; she didn't like anything too glamorous.

The makeup artist couldn't help but praise her appearance, "Second Young Madam, your features are so beautiful. Makeup is just the icing on the cake. With just a little makeup, you look like a fairy!"

Song Nuan was somewhat absent-minded, and gave a perfunctory smile. As time went by, she became increasingly flustered!

She tried to calm herself down, constantly telling herself that everything would pass soon.

Makeup is done, now it's time to put on the wedding dress.

“Get out first!”

Song Nuan looked up and saw Leng Tingye walking towards her in the mirror, holding a box in his hand.

The makeup artist left.

Leng Tingye looked at her, his eyes filled with admiration, and bent down to get close to her face from behind. "As expected of my woman, Leng Tingye, you are so beautiful!"

The woman in the mirror, lightly made up, with beautiful features, exudes charm, alluring yet refined!

Leng Tingye even took a sniff; it smelled nice!

Song Nuan felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and avoided his eyes. "Why are you here?"

Leng Tingye handed the box in his hand to her, saying, "I brought you some food!"

Song Nuan glanced at him, took the wontons, opened them, and saw that they were from her favorite wonton shop. She tentatively asked, "Did you buy these?"

"Hmm!" Leng Tingye lit a cigarette. "You little ingrate, I've always been good to you, haven't I? I even skipped my nap to personally buy you your favorite wontons. Don't do anything heartless again!"

He actually went to buy her breakfast himself, and a wave of inexplicable emotion welled up in my heart.

She looked at him in disbelief, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

A sharp pain shot through her forehead as a flick of the wrist landed on her head. "Are you touched by me? No need to thank me right away, just don't repay kindness with enmity!"

Originally, Song Nuan was still moved, but after he said that, she could detect a hint of danger in his tone.

She immediately became alert.

Song Nuan, Song Nuan, you're really overthinking things. Thoughts are just thoughts; she hasn't done anything, so how would he know? He must be overthinking things!

He forced a smile, "How could that be? I'm more than grateful!"

After saying that, he scooped up a wonton and was about to put it in his mouth.

Leng Tingye stood on the dressing table, looking at her, "Really?"

His gaze was scrutinizing, making the person looking at him feel uneasy. "Of course it's true!"

To avoid the conversation, Song Nuan started eating wontons, just as she brought them to her mouth.

"Wait a moment!"

Song Nuan had to stop eating the wonton she was about to put in her mouth. "What's wrong?"

Leng Tingye reached out to her lips and wiped away the lipstick with his fingers, his calloused fingertips carefully wiping, as if afraid of ruining her makeup.

Song Nuan didn't object and obediently waited for him to wipe her.

"Alright, eat up!"

His makeup was already done, and he had applied his lipstick; he was just worried about eating the lipstick.

The better he treated her, the more complicated Song Nuan felt. Why did he have to do this?

Song Nuan whispered, "You don't have to do that!"

Even her favorite wontons tasted bland. To hide her panic, Song Nuan ate them in big mouthfuls.

She was afraid of wavering.

She choked on her food, and when Leng Tingye raised his hand to slap her, she refused.

"Alright, I'm finished eating!" Song Nuan showed the empty box. "Master Ye, can we go now? I'm going to put on my wedding dress!"

"No rush!" Leng Tingye turned around, picked up a lipstick from the dressing table, lifted her chin, and touched up her lipstick. After he finished, he even admired her for a moment!

"Master Ye, if we don't leave now, it will be too late!" Song Nuan didn't really care whether it was too late or not.

"I'll help you change your wedding dress!"

"What should we do then?"

"How is that bad? I chose the wedding dress for you, so naturally I should change it for you!" Leng Tingye was as domineering as ever.

"No..." Song Nuan tried to make an excuse, but Leng Tingye interrupted her, "What are you afraid of? What part of your body haven't I seen before?"

Song Nuan's words were completely shut down.

Her red nightgown was gradually removed, and the subtle touches made it difficult for Song Nuan to breathe.

She pulled him into her arms, whispering in his ear, "Want to do it again?"

Song Nuan was so frightened that she quickly pushed him away, "No!"

She tried to push him away, but instead he held her even tighter. "No?"

Unable to refuse outright, Song Nuan could only plead tearfully, "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

Song Nuan was filled with shame and on the verge of tears; she looked so pitiful!

Fortunately, Leng Tingye showed some decency and didn't endanger her again.

"Alright, look how scared you are!" Leng Tingye took the wedding dress. "Your Ye-ye will help you put on your wedding dress!"

Song Nuan breathed a sigh of relief. The sudden kindness made her ask, "Why are you being so good to me?"

When has someone as high and mighty as him ever done such a thing? He doesn't have to do this!

To her surprise, Leng Tingye said something that made her regret asking the question.

"I've already knelt before you, what's this?"

“You…” Song Nuan blushed instantly.

"Alright, if you don't have any family members on your mother's side, then I'll be your family!"

Song Nuan: ...

"What, are you unhappy that I'm acting like your family member?"

……

The wedding ceremony was simple, just a formality. The old man didn't say anything more, and the atmosphere of the whole ceremony was not as festive as I had imagined.

None of the Leng family members offered their heartfelt blessings.

Throughout the entire process, Leng Changqing appeared preoccupied and listless, seemingly not thinking about the wedding at all.

After all the ceremonies at the old house were over, we went directly to the hotel.

The atmosphere here is much more lively than at the old house. The Leng family's status is undeniable, and people from all walks of life come to offer their congratulations, which is essentially a way of expanding their network.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, she spotted Jiang Yu in the crowd. He smiled slightly at her and gave her an OK sign.

Song Nuan fully understood his meaning and nodded slightly.

Noticing the gaze coming from the side, Song Nuan forced a smile.

Leng Tingye beckoned to her, but Leng Changqing, who was standing to the side, was lost in thought and didn't see it at all.

At that moment, the waiter came over with a plate.

Song Nuan turned her back, reached out and picked up a glass of wine, swirled it in her hand, and said to Leng Changqing, "Let's go over there and toast our friends!"

Leng Changqing surprisingly did not object, "Okay!"

As Song Nuan passed Leng Tingye, he called out to her, "Wait a minute!"

Song Nuan stopped walking, and Leng Changqing had no choice but to stop as well. His eyes were full of hatred, but he did not lash out.

"Could I ask for a cup of wine at my second brother's wedding? That way, I can share in the joy!"

Leng Changqing handed him the wine with a disgruntled expression. "Here you go!"

Leng Tingye shook his head, "Second Brother's wine doesn't taste good enough!"

The blatant provocation made Leng Changqing's face flush instantly, "You..."

After a brief struggle, Song Nuan picked up her wine glass. "Master Ye, drink this!"

"Okay!" As Leng Tingye took the blanket, his hand accidentally touched hers, and she quickly let go.

Leng Tingye raised an eyebrow and smiled teasingly, "It looks quite appealing!"

He wasn't tasting the wine; he was tasting the person.

Leng Changqing cursed inwardly, "Keep laughing, you won't be laughing for long!"

Leng Tingye didn't drink it directly, but shook it, causing the scarlet liquid to swell.

Song Nuan's heart was also thrown into turmoil, and she felt so nervous that it was about to jump out of her chest.

She couldn't help but imagine all sorts of consequences for him after he drank that glass of wine.

Scenes of her being with him flashed through her mind like a slideshow.

There are joyful moments, there are painful ones, there are tender ones, and there are heart-wrenching ones!

But in the end, all of this was covered up by the death of his brother.

Leng Tingye smiled, tilted his head back, and raised his wine glass to drink it all in one gulp!

"Master Ye!" Her voice was hoarse from excessive nervousness.

The cup stopped at his lips. "What's wrong?"

Song Nuan dared not look up at him, afraid that she would not be able to withstand his judgment and would reveal her weakness!

Clutching the hem of her clothes, conflicted, two conflicting voices echoed in her mind.

She wanted to see him drink it to avenge his brother, but she also felt reluctant to let him go after all he had been through.

In the end, her brother's death prevailed, and she looked up into his eyes, saying, "It's alright!"

Leng Tingye picked up his wine glass. "You really want me to drink?"

"Drink!"

Leng Tingye chuckled inexplicably, "I'll do anything you ask!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank it down in one gulp, watching his Adam's apple bob.

Leng Tingye turned the cup upside down and showed it to Song Nuan.

Song Nuan was completely dumbfounded.

Did he really drink it?

He drank the poisoned wine she had prepared for him...

He lifted her chin and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Song Nuan shook her head.

Leng Tingye coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed into her arms.

……

A month later, in a hospital room, two familiar figures appeared.

Leng Tingye was saved in time after taking the medicine.

However, he's too attached to Song Nuan now; he'll make a fuss if he can't see her for even a moment.

Song Nuan has to feed him and coax him to sleep.

After learning the truth, Song Nuan forgave him.

Later, we learned from Wu Bai that Song Siwen was not dead, and that Song Siwen was not Song Nuan's biological brother, but an orphan adopted by Song Renzhi.

Song Renzhi did not commit suicide out of fear of punishment, but was harmed by Song Siwen. The reason was that Song Siwen liked Song Nuan, and after Song Renzhi found out, he begged Song Renzhi for permission to have her. When Song Renzhi refused, he went to the laboratory and caused a scene, which led to the explosion.

To cover up his evil deeds, he fabricated this lie!

Leng Tingye knew that family was like a belief to Song Nuan, so he would rather bear her hatred than face such a cruel thing!

When Leng Tingye's hair was white, he took Song Nuan's hand and they strolled in the park.

Song Nuan asked, "Why were you so foolish back then?"

Leng Tingye said affectionately, "Silly girl, it's because I love you!"