Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

Chapter 481 The Story of Su Tao and Fourth Master Song

That night was probably the scariest day of her life.

She was locked by her mother Sang in a small room with bright lights and all kinds of strange "tools" on the walls.

In it, she complained that every day should not be answered, and that the earth and the earth would not work.

Later, Su Tao also resigned to his fate.

Sitting in the room waiting for the trial of fate.

But she waited for a long time, the door did not open.

And the good time has passed.

Just when she didn't know what happened and thought she had escaped.

In the end, a person came in through that door.

The man was drunk and seemed to have been drugged.

But not a 60-year-old Japanese man.

On the contrary is an unusually young handsome man.

It is also a Chinese face.

After he came in, he went to the bathroom.

Douse yourself from head to toe with icy water in winter.

Su Tao stood outside tremblingly, motionless like a quail.

The bathroom door was open.

She watched the man finally unable to support himself and fell into the bathtub.

There is more and more water in the bathtub.

The man was completely submerged in the icy water.

Su Tao looked outside in shock.

1 minutes……

2 minutes……

3 minutes……

4 minutes……

The man hasn't come out yet.

Su Tao's heart began to jump out uncontrollably.

He can't be dead.

If a guest dies in her room, she will be beaten to death by Mama Sang.

Su Tao hurried forward to check.

But she didn't pull the man out of the bathtub, instead she was pulled into the bathtub.

The kiss on the face mixed with the cold pool water mixed into the mouth.

She was pressed hard into the bathtub, and her whole face was submerged in the water.

That aggressive, domineering and irresistible kiss made her completely immobile.

She hadn't kissed, and she couldn't breathe in the water.

When he was about to suffocate, the whole person was picked up from the water.

She was originally wearing a provocative dress under the arrangement of her mother.

The man saw the thin clothes sticking to her almost transparent body, lost control instantly, and kissed her again...

Su Tao has only received one kiss in her life.

Thinking about it now, I still feel that almost suffocating feeling, like a person who is about to drown.

To be honest, it wasn't a good time between them.

She felt that that night, she was like a fish on the chopping board, ready to be cut into pieces.

At first she knew it was her destiny, and she endured it silently.

But later, she couldn't stand the pain anymore, so she bit the quilt and sobbed silently.

The man's lips touched her tears, but he unexpectedly became gentle...

Su Tao fell into memory and couldn't extricate herself.

I knew I heard a knock on the door.

Su Tao came back to reality from the lengthy memories.

Su Tao thought it was Song Xing who had come back, so she got up and went to open the door.

She even forgot to look through the cat's eyes and opened the door directly.

But after the door opened, Su Tao also froze in place.

Because the one standing at the door was not Song Xingye, but the person he least wanted to see now, Song Xingye's fourth uncle, Song Huaijin.

Song Huaijin seemed slightly surprised to see Su Tao standing at the door.

Song Huaijin said, "Why is it you?"

Su Tao became nervous again in an instant, and even stuttered when speaking.

Su Tao said, "I...I'll stay here...for a while, are you looking for Xing Ye? She's gone out."

"Where did she go?"

Obviously, Song Huaijin came to find her little niece Song Xingye.

But Su Tao didn't know where Song Xing had gone, so he could only answer truthfully: "I don't know either."

"She's not here, what are you doing in her room."

His question clearly had the flavor of an interrogation, full of pressure.

I don't know why, Su Tao always feels that these years, this sense of oppression is always by his side.

So when this man appeared, Su Tao felt both real and illusory.

Su Tao can never tell Song Huaijin that she is hiding in Song Xingye's room to avoid domestic violence.

She couldn't tell.

Just want to escape quickly.

Su Tao said, "I'm leaving now..."

After speaking, I wanted to leave.

But Song Huaijin stood at the door, but she didn't mean to avoid it at all.

He was tall, standing in front of Su Tao like a mountain, and Su Tao couldn't get out at all.

Su Tao looked up at the man in front of him: "Fourth Master... No, Mr. Song, I'm leaving first."

Song Huaijin was still unmoved: "Miss Su, have we met somewhere?"

Su Tao's heart froze, and at that moment, she felt an unprecedented oppressive aura.

The man's eyes were as sharp as a knife.

As if he could see through everything, Su Tao had a feeling that there was nothing to hide for a moment.

But of course Su Tao couldn't admit it.

Su Tao tried to show a calm look: "No, I have never met Mr. Song."

"Then why do you look so afraid of me?"

Su Tao was stopped by the question.

Why she was so afraid of him, she didn't know.

It's like an instinct.

Her past is the shame of her life, and the man in front of her is the man who nailed her to the pillar of shame.

However, she was very grateful to him from the bottom of her heart.

Because if it wasn't for Song Huaijin, she might still be living a miserable life in the red light district of Los Angeles.

Su Tao said: "I'm not afraid of you, Mr. Song misunderstood, I don't know you at all."

Song Huaijin didn't say anything more.

He just asked, "When will Xing Ye come back?"

Su Tao could only say: "I don't know, maybe she's in Mr. Shang's room, Mr. Song might as well look for her there."

Song Huaijin nodded: "Since they are together as husband and wife, I don't want to bother them."

After speaking, Song Huaijin turned around and wanted to leave.

Just when Su Tao was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Song Huaijin suddenly turned around again: "Does Miss Su know French?"

Su Tao was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he replied, "I will."

Su Tao can speak multiple languages. Besides Chinese, she is also good at English, Japanese, Chinese, French, and even a little bit of Spanish and Italian.

This is entirely because in the underground club in Los Angeles, she met guests from all over the world. These languages ​​are the necessary skills for them to learn on weekdays.

But after saying it, she regretted it.

Sure enough, Song Huaijin said again: "Then ask Miss Su to do me a favor."

His tone was not negotiating, but on the contrary, it had the taste of a superior ordering a subordinate.

Su Tao didn't know how to refuse.

There is no way, Su Tao can only ask: "What can I help Mr. Song?"

Song Huaijin said: "A French document came from a French client. I urgently need a French translation. Can Ms. Su translate a document for me?"

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