A heartthrob? Here you go!

The elbow hit the warm flesh hard, and the cold, uneven gold chain was embedded in the muscle, leaving a deep mark.

A cry of pain was heard, and the person behind him instantly fell into Yu Ge's arms with a pale face.

Yu Ge frowned and tried to push him away mercilessly.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pressed on the soft and elastic muscles. Yu Ge subconsciously withdrew his hand, and this time he was completely hugged by Fang Chi.

His upper body was naked, he hugged Yu Ge tightly, buried his head in Yu Ge's shoulders and neck, and said aggrievedly: "You hit my waist, it hurts."

Yu Ge had no idea where to put his hands. He lowered his eyes to see the bare shoulder blades and slender waist. His sight and hands were burned. In the end, he could only raise his hands, close his eyes and say, "That's enough."

Just pretend.

Can you fight with Song Jingshen even if you are afraid of pain?

Yu Ge reluctantly lowered his gaze and stared at the light on the ceiling.

The light is bright and soft, and it doesn't dazzle your eyes even when you look directly at it.

The back of her head was throbbing and aching, making her a little impatient.

Yu Ge suppressed his temper and patiently thought of a way to escape.

Anyone who can survive a few moves at the hands of Song Jingshen can’t be that bad in skills.

Yu Ge thought about it, stretched out her hand to grab his hair, pulled it out hard, turned her head, avoided his eyes, and coaxed him in a low voice: "I didn't mean it, don't suddenly pounce on me from behind like this next time."

"Now stand still. I'll go get you a doctor."

"No." There was a sharp pain on his scalp, but Fang Chi ignored it and stuck to Yu Ge like glue.

"As soon as I let go, you will definitely leave." The pain on his scalp and the severe pain in his abdomen intertwined. Fang Chi felt more and more aggrieved and muttered with sobs.

"You are always like this. If your mother hadn't invited you today, would you have gone to the hospital to accompany him again?"

"Accompany that bitch."

Yu Ge's hand paused, loosened its grip, and looked down at the person in front of him: "Are you investigating me?"

The voice was not loud, but gentle and slow, but it strangely made Fang Chi's heart tighten. He immediately raised his head and said, "I didn't."

"Everyone knows that you took yesterday off and that you needed the healing fluid."

His eyes were filled with tears and his nose was red: "I smelled it too. He deliberately left the smell on you to show off."

"So what?" Yu Ge said calmly, "If you hadn't said so, would you have listened to me?"

"I—" Fang Chi opened his eyes wide, twitched his lips a few times, and then turned his eyes away, "I was obedient, I didn't look for him, I didn't touch him, I just wanted you to stay with me more."

"You're so obvious, that's why mother asked you to come to our house for dinner and let me show you around."

"Are you taking me around?" Yu Ge looked at the bed covered with rose petals in the distance and took a deep breath. "Councilman Fang probably didn't ask you to take me to your bedroom."

"But she—"

"Di-"

An extremely sharp reminder sound rang out, and the prolonged sound pierced through the beauty in the room.

The communicator rang only once and then was immediately cut off. Yu Ge's face suddenly changed, and he immediately pushed Fang Chi away without caring about anything and raised his hand to open the communicator.

A message popped up on the communicator.

[Mom: Yuyu, your boyfriend Song Jingshen came home and said he wants to get engaged.]

Yu Ge's pupils trembled and he immediately called back.

"beep--"

The line kept ringing for a long time, but no one answered.

The warm body pressed against him again. Yu Ge pushed him away impatiently. When he turned to leave, he was grabbed by the arm.

Yu Ge shook him off vigorously, turned his head and said angrily: "I have something urgent to do, don't follow me."

Fang Chi had already put on his clothes without knowing when. He held her hand stubbornly, his eyes slightly red. "I know where you are going. I'll take you there."

"There's a helicopter at home."

The sound of the engine's oars broke the silence of the night and rose up.

Yu Ge in the helicopter hung up the phone anxiously, took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and dialed Song Jingshen's number.

This time, it worked after two rings.

"Xiao Yu?" A clear voice sounded. Before Yu Ge could say anything, a loud bang came from the other side.

Yu Ge's heart was instantly lifted: "How is my mother? Is my mother okay?"

Song Jingshen looked sideways at the woman who was pulling out the knife from the sofa. He felt sad, but still said in a gentle voice: "She's fine, it's just that -"

"She seems to hate me."

As Song Jingshen spoke, he nimbly dodged the incoming knife by leaning sideways.

The wound on the shoulder was torn open, severe pain came, bright blood spilled on the ground, and the originally expensive and elegant gift box was also scattered all over the floor.

Lin Hui held the slender knife in her hand, and the pink pearl necklace wrapped around her wrist broke off and rolled into the scarlet blood.

She stared at Song Jingshen solemnly, and the lines on her face deepened: "Where are you going? Aren't you going to listen to my instructions?"

"Where's the fruit? That's Yuyu's favorite fruit. Where did you throw it?"

Song Jing took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions and pain, lowered her eyes and said softly: "I put the fruit back in the refrigerator. The knife is dangerous, please put it down and let me cut the fruit plate."

"Shut up!" A sharp voice suddenly rose, and Lin Hui rushed over with a knife.

A shrill scream was transmitted to Yu Ge's ears through the communicator. Yu Ge's heart was instantly lifted. He closed his eyes deeply, and then opened them, saying seriously.

"My mother suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder. You can't hurt her. Turn off the privacy of the communicator and switch to video communication. Play the audio out loud and I'll tell you."

As Yu Ge spoke, he reached out to Fang Chi, and Fang Chi understood and handed over his communicator.

Yu Ge hesitated for a moment, but still clicked on the communication page and entered Sister Meng Qiu's contact number.

"Beep——" The communicator beeped two or three times, but the call was not connected.

Yu Ge subconsciously felt something was wrong and looked at the date.

Mid-month 15th!

Yu Ge closed his eyes in despair, let go of the communicator, lowered his head, and covered his face with his hands.

Today is their internal meeting, not to mention Sister Meng Qiu, Brother Chen Feng and Jian Sheng and all the others should not be here.

As my impatience grew, the communicator beeped and switched to video communication.

She immediately looked up at the communicator on her wrist.

The first thing that jumped out in the video was Song Jingshen’s bloody shoulder.

Yu Ge had no intention of asking more questions. Before he could open his mouth to urge her, the camera flipped and focused on the messy living room and the calm woman holding a knife.

Yu Ge's eyes instantly turned red, and he shouted, "Mom, what are you doing?"

A choked voice came into Fang Chi's ears. After he took the communicator and put it on, he looked at Yu Ge deeply. Finally, he stood up, walked out the door, leaving the space for her, and told the driver to speed up.

Yu Ge was completely unaware that the person beside him had left. He just stared at Lin Hui and coaxed her, "Mom, I'm fine. I'm fine. Can you put the knife down?"

"I'm going home soon. I've been busy at work all day. I'm so tired and hungry. I want to eat the meal you cook. Can you cook it for me now?"

Yu Ge's eyes were red as he stared at the screen, his lips still trembling after he finished speaking.