Second Master, your daughter-in-law has run away

Hearing the sound, Song Chuchen slowly raised his head, fine rainwater slid down his eyelashes, and at that moment, people couldn't tell whether it was rainwater or tears on his face.

Huo Shen took an umbrella from the housekeeper, opened it and put it on top of his head.

Song Chuchen stared at him in a daze for a long time before realizing that this was not a dream, Huo Shen really came to look for him.

"A Shen..."

Hearing his slightly trembling voice, Huo Shen frowned, and said, "Why don't you go in?"

Song Chuchen buried his face in his knees and rubbed hard, showing a smiling face, "I'm waiting for you to step down the steps for me."

Huo Shen said to him helplessly, "Come home with me."

Song Chuchen nodded, moved closer to him, took the umbrella from him, and said, "I can do it myself."

Huo Shen handed him the umbrella, and the three of them went back to the room together.

As soon as he returned to the room, Huo Shen ordered him, "Go take a shower first, and then we'll talk after washing."

As soon as Song Chuchen turned around, there was another muffled thunder in the sky. He gritted his teeth and looked back at Huo Shen with a trace of hesitation.

"Ah Shen, I..."

Huo Shen seemed to notice it, and said to him, "I'll accompany you."

The two went upstairs together, Song Chuchen took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom, while Huo Shen sat in his bedroom, "Go wash, I'll wait for you outside."

Song Chuchen nodded to him, and Huo Shen finally added, "Don't be afraid."

The fear in Song Chuchen's heart was instantly diluted by his words.

When he came out of the shower, he really saw that Huo Shen was still sitting in his room, holding a book in his hand, with a calm expression, looking as beautiful as a painting.

Hearing the movement, Huo Shen closed the book, turned to look at him, and asked, "Washed?"

Song Chuchen nodded, his face turned pale because he had been exposed to the rain for too long.

Huo Shen waved at him, Song Chuchen obediently walked over, and he held his hand, "Hands are cold, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Song Chuchen didn't hear Huo Shen's words clearly, staring at the hand held by him in a slight daze.

After he came back, Huo Shen didn't like being touched by him. This was the first time Huo Shen took the initiative to shake his hand.

Huo Shen looked at his slightly stunned expression, let go of his hand, and said, "I asked the kitchen to make ginger soup for you, remember to drink some later."

Song Chuchen squatted down, looked at him, and said after a long time, "Ah Shen, I want to hug you."

Huo Shen frowned, before he could speak, he hugged him.

Huo Shen stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, and said, "It's not a child anymore, but it's still acting like a child."

Song Chuchen buried his face deeply in his arms, and it was rare for Huo Shen not to push him away.

After a while, Song Chuchen's slightly hoarse voice came from his arms, "Ah Shen, did you drive Yu Zhi away?"

"kindness."

"she……"

"Why mention her?" Huo Shen's tone suddenly became cold, "Could it be that you want to see her?"

Song Chuchen raised his head from his embrace, stared at his face and laughed suddenly, "Ah Shen, you seem to be jealous like this."

Hearing this, Huo Shen's face turned a little cold. He stretched out his hand and pulled Song Chuchen away from his body, leaving behind a sentence, "Keep an inch." He turned and left the room.

The more Song Chuchen stared at his back, the more he wanted to laugh, and Ah Shen was getting cuter and cuter.

As soon as the butler went upstairs, he saw their second master coming out of Young Master Song's room in a wheelchair, his handsome face was a little red, and those who didn't know it thought he was drunk.

The housekeeper looked into the crack of Young Master Song's door, but he didn't see why, and he didn't dare to ask what happened casually.

He had no choice but to say, "Second Master, how is Young Master Song?"

Huo Shen gave him a cold look, and said, "He's fine."

Hearing this tone, the housekeeper wondered if there was another quarrel just after he got him back?

Or is it that the ancestor surnamed Song is not reserved to provoke their second master?

The housekeeper thought about it for a while, and felt that he was more inclined to the latter, after all, the flushed face of the second master just now seemed more shy.

The housekeeper followed Huo Shen just downstairs, and Song Chuchen followed.

Huo Shen's face was tense, and he pursed his lips in silence.

Song Chuchen walked up to him and said deliberately, "Uncle Li, do you have cold medicine at home? Why do I feel like I have a fever."

The housekeeper took a look at him, and found that Song Chuchen had been squinting his peach blossom eyes and looking at their second master, making random electricity.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that this Young Master Song is not having a fever, but rather throwing a fit.

Seeing that the housekeeper didn't speak or move, Song Chuchen leaned back on the sofa while stroking his forehead, and said hypocritically, "It's so uncomfortable, am I going to die?"

Huo Shen finally couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and said to the housekeeper, "Go and find medicine for him."

The housekeeper nodded slightly and said, "Yes, Second Lord."

As soon as the butler walked away, Song Chuchen leaned against Huo Shen, approached him and smiled, "Ah Shen, do you care about me?"

Huo Shen glanced at him coldly and said, "Do you want to be kicked out too?"

Song Chuchen immediately became honest and didn't dare to make any more fuss. If Huo Shen really had the heart to drive him out like Yu Zhi, then the gain would outweigh the loss.

However, Song Chuchen did not lie, he was indeed a little uncomfortable, but it was not so serious as to die, at most he was exposed to the rain and suffered a little cold.

When the butler brought the medicine, Song Chuchen glanced at it and explained that he took a few pills by himself, and then collapsed on the sofa.

Huo Shen stared at his posture, hesitant to speak.

Song Chuchen said, "I'll just lie down for a while, I have a headache."

Huo Shen said to the servant beside him, "Go and get him a blanket."

Song Chuchen lay down until it was time for dinner.

The housekeeper called him to have dinner, he opened his eyes from the sofa in a daze, and said, "I fell asleep?"

The butler said, "Master Song, Second Master is waiting for you to eat."

Song Chuchen sat up, stretched his waist and said, "Okay."

Song Chuchen had just walked to the dining table and sat down, and was about to reach out to pick up vegetables with chopsticks, when Huo Shen slapped his hands, "Go and wash your hands."

Song Chuchen looked at the table of good dishes, swallowed his saliva, and resigned himself to washing his hands first.

After washing his hands and coming out, he asked, "Can I eat now?"

Seeing Huo Shen nodding, he sat down and started eating.

During dinner time, the phone in the living room rang, and the housekeeper ran to pick it up and came back. Huo Shen asked, "Who is calling?"

The housekeeper said, "It's the Feng family."

After Huo Shen heard it, he was silent for a while, and said, "About the birthday banquet?"

"Yes." The housekeeper said, "Tomorrow is the day, do you need to prepare presents today?"

Huo Shen put down his chopsticks and said, "No need, just wrap the blue and white porcelain vase in my study and take it with you before you leave tomorrow."

Hearing this, the butler couldn't help but say something more, "Second Master, that porcelain bottle is the old man's favorite."

Huo Shen snorted coldly, and said, "The other person is not here, what's the use of liking it or not? It's just a decoration there."