if love is invisible

Chen Mian froze, pulled his hand back, and held on to the handrail next to him: "I went to the set."

Her unconscious alienation was as if Song Xigu had been stabbed with a dirty knife, which hurt and pulled.

But he still asked: "Did you meet someone or something unhappy?"

Chen Mian subconsciously denied: "No, everything is fine, bro, I'll go down first."

"Really?" Song Xigu let go of his hand, took a step back, and turned his body sideways, "You go down first."

Chen Mian moved his lips, said hello and went downstairs.

Song Xigu stared at her back and sighed.

When Chen Mian came to the yard, she saw Xiao Jiang on the side hesitated to speak, and she suddenly realized that she had lied just now.

Xiao Jiang is the bodyguard that Song Xigu personally found for her. She met Han Feishen today and went to the movies with Han Feishen. Xiao Jiang will definitely tell her.

From the corner of the eye, Xiaojiang was about to enter the house. Chen Mian called her to stop and asked, "Are you going to tell my brother that I met Han Feichen today?"

Xiao Jiang pursed his lips, and said after a few seconds: "If I don't tell you, the young master will know."

"Since he knows everything, what difference does it make if you say it or not?"

Chen Mian said in a low voice: "Xiao Jiang, you are my bodyguard, you are here to protect me, not to monitor me. I know my brother is doing it for my own good and worrying about me, but what should I do? See, I know it myself."

Xiao Jiang understood what she meant, but: "That Mr. Han, I don't think you should see him."

Chen Mian's eyes turned cold: "I didn't know it was him before I went!"

Xiao Jiang pursed his lips, and swallowed the words that came to his lips. Forget it, she is just a bodyguard, as long as she protects her from getting hurt, it's fine. As for other people's emotional matters and family relationships, what does it matter to her?
Xiao Jiang retreated to the corner, lowered his eyebrows and followed his head.

Chen Mian suddenly felt that she was not a human being, so she raised her hand and slapped herself. Yu Min just saw it, and when she saw her beating herself, she ran out in fright: "Xiaoyu! What's wrong with you? Why did you slap yourself?"

Yu Min's voice was loud and bright, calling Song Xigu upstairs who was about to take a shower down.

He took off his shirt, revealing his white and muscular upper body with perfect lines. He strode towards Chen Mian: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Yu Min said anxiously: "Xiao Yu slapped her in the face!"

Song Xigu took a closer look at her face, and found that there was unusual redness and swelling on her face. Although it was very slight, it could still be seen that that place was different from other places.

"What happened? Why did you hit yourself so well? Did Han Feichen bully you?" Song Xigu blurted out.

Han Feishen?
Yu Min's complexion suddenly changed, and his voice became sharp and high-pitched: "It's not enough for that scumbag to kill his wife, he also wants to harm my daughter!"

"No! I'm going to kill him!" Yu Min was murderous, obviously mad.

Song Xigu went back to the kitchen, took a kitchen knife, and walked out murderously: "Mom, I'll go!"

Chen Mian frowned and shouted, "Brother, Mom, what are you doing?!"

Song Xi Guhong looked at him and called, "Han Feichen bullied you, I'm going to kill him!"

"He didn't!"

Chen Mian yelled: "We just talked about a cooperation project! Before I went, I didn't know that the partner was him! He was very polite to me! I didn't have any feelings for him either!"

"He knows I'm not his wife, and I know I'm not!"

Her chest kept rising and falling, and her eyes were red: "Brother, can I have my own private space?!"

Song Xigu was taken aback.

The anger that filled his heart suddenly turned into a little bit of sadness, which oozed out of him little by little.

Everyone felt his sadness, including Chen Mian.

She subconsciously apologized: "Brother, I'm sorry, I—"

"It's my fault. I'm sorry, I won't do it again." Song Xigu said softly, "Mom, I'm a little tired. I'll go to bed right after I take a shower. Don't call me for dinner. I'll get up and eat when I'm hungry."

After speaking, he handed the kitchen knife to Panlan who was at the side, then turned and went upstairs.

Chen Mian looked at his back, her eyes became redder.

Song Xigu gave her what she is today. If he hadn't been searching for her for ten years, if he hadn't brought her home, she would still be doing the hardest and dirtiest work on the assembly line or in the restaurant. Instead of being a rich lady who is comfortable and has a lot of money to spend without worrying about food and clothing like she is now.

But today, for a man who was full of danger from head to toe, she actually shouted at him that she wanted to be free, and ruthlessly threw his care aside, hurting him deeply.

She is not human.

Chen Mian covered her face with her hands, feeling uncomfortable and guilty.

Yu Min sighed, reached out to hug her daughter, and patted her on the back: "Xiao Yu, your brother didn't mean to spy on you, the main reason is that he loves me and your dad too much."

"He's afraid that if he doesn't do enough, you will be kidnapped again. He loves me and your dad, loves this family, and he loves you even more." Yu Min said in a low voice.

Chen Mian felt even more guilty: "Mom, I'm sorry."

"Don't say sorry, we are a family, there is no need to say sorry."

"However, your brother has really worked hard during this period. You will serve him a bowl of soup later, huh?"

Chen Mian nodded, the corners of her eyes were wet.

Song Xigu is the man who treats her best in this world. She should be grateful for what he has done to her, instead of pushing his sincerity out and stabbing his sincerity. That's what a white-eyed wolf would do. .

After a while, Song Yuanqiao and Song Dawei came back together. The two went straight into the study when they came back. They didn't find any strange atmosphere in the house. Chen Mian was a little lucky, otherwise she didn't know how to explain her waywardness.

Yu Min squeezed her hand, led her back to the kitchen, made a bowl of soup, Chen Mian removed the layer of oil on it, and then wiped off the oil stains on the side of the bowl with oil-absorbing paper towels.

"Don't look at Xigu who is smiling and talkative all day long, but he is also very stubborn when he loses his temper. It is useless for anyone to persuade him when he doesn't want to talk to others, but you are different. You are his favorite person. You Say a few nice words to him later and apologize, he will definitely not be willing to be angry with you." Yu Min urged.

Chen Mian nodded in response, carried the soup upstairs, put her ear on the door panel and listened for a while, when she heard a sound coming from inside, she raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Brother, have you finished showering yet?"

Song Xigu had just come out of the bathroom with only a towel around his body. He wanted to change into his clothes before opening the door, but with a second thought, he opened the door directly: "Well, ready to go to bed."

Chen Mian raised her head, and saw a man's skin that was steaming, and the clear man's breath rushed towards her face. She took half a step back, and raised the bowl to cover her face: "Drink the soup before going to sleep, black chicken soup, nourishing and beautifying." of."

Song Xigu stared at the top of her head for a few times, and instead of picking up the bowl of soup, he took a step closer to her. Chen Mian subconsciously stepped back, and finally pressed his back against the wall.

Song Xigu stretched out his left hand to support the wall, and helped the broken hair on her forehead with the other hand, and said softly, "Xiaoyu, you care about me, don't you?"

This kind of wall-dong action similar to that in idol dramas put her under a lot of pressure. She resisted the urge to push him away and nodded vigorously: "Yes, I care about you, and my mother cares about you too. She is afraid that you will be hungry, so let me give you the food first." You bring the soup, bro, drink it before going to bed!"

Song Xigu tidied her broken hair and pinned it behind her ears, and sighed helplessly: "A bowl of soup can't feed me..."