She was a little excited when she wanted to do something. After she finished speaking, she kept breathing rapidly and couldn't speak anymore.

And Song Xiyuan also fell silent.

After pausing for a while, Wen Cai simply lay on the sofa with his back to him and stopped talking.

Just as the phone on Song Xiyuan's desk rang, he reached out and patted her gently: "Then you can rest for a while."

Wen Cai's body stiffened and he didn't say anything.

He was about to leave for a few days, and Song Xiyuan had to deal with a lot of business and soon became busy.

Wen Cai lay down for a while, and suddenly itched. At first, she thought it was just a trivial matter, but she didn't expect it to be more and more itchy at the back, so she couldn't help but sit up from the sofa.

Song Xiyuan, behind the desk, looked up at her and immediately frowned.

Where he could see, there were red spots on Wen Cai's face and neck, which were obvious signs of allergies.

His face immediately became a bad look, and Wen Cai also noticed something was wrong, took out the small mirror he carried with him and looked at it, then understood what was going on.

Ignoring Song Xiyuan's gaze, Wen Cai stood up and walked straight to the door: "I'll go out to buy some medicine."

"You don't have to go." Song Xiyuan suddenly spoke lightly, then pressed the inside line on the table and gave a few instructions to the secretary.

Wen Cai sat back on the sofa silently again, still saying nothing.

When Song Xiyuan handled the work at hand almost the same, the secretary happened to buy the medicine and sent it directly to Wen Cai. He poured a glass of water for Wen Cai, and carefully described the anti-allergic drugs ordered by the doctor, and then walked out again.

Wencai has taken the medicine, but the effect is not very fast, and his body is still itchy.

Song Xiyuan walked over slowly, found an ointment from the medicine bag, and said slowly: "Clothes are lifted up."

Her back was the most itchy, and he could tell at a glance.

"No need." Wen Cai didn't want him to touch him, let alone his office. If someone suddenly walked in, she would be shameless to see someone.

Song Xiyuan's face darkened, and suddenly pinched Wen Cai's wrist and brought her whole body into his arms. Without saying a word, she lifted up her top.

"Ah!" Wen Cai was shocked and angry, "Let me go!"

"If you want Nannan to see a mother with red spots, then continue to quarrel." Song Xiyuan said lightly.

Wen Cai's body stiffened again, and he could only lie on his legs helplessly and apply medicine to his back.

The cool ointment applied to her back quickly relieved the unbearable itch. Wen Cai had just breathed a sigh of relief, but his hands suddenly became irregular and went straight from her back to her chest.

Wen Cai was completely alert: "Song Xiyuan!"

Song Xiyuan's upper body slightly stormed: "There is still in front, let me see, huh?"

"I can apply medicine myself in front!" Wen Cai stretched out his hand and wanted to take away the hand he placed on his chest.

Song Xiyuan suddenly pinched her, Wen Cai felt pain, turned his head and glared at him.

Song Xiyuan's eyes were filled with a smile. Seeing her turn, she lowered her head and kissed her.

The two of them tangled on the sofa in this strange posture. Wen Cai wanted to escape and couldn't help but get furious. The office door was suddenly pushed open from outside.

Her clothes were still messy, and even her underwear was torn off half by him in the entanglement just now. At this moment, someone suddenly came in. She was frightened and had no place to hide. She could only ignore anything and hid in Song Xiyuan's arms, trying to cover her Banluo's body.

Song Xiyuan seemed to enjoy her sudden embrace, narrowing her eyes slightly, with satisfaction in her eyes.

Fu Siruo, who suddenly appeared at the door, looked very ugly, stared at Song Xiyuan and shouted: "Brother Song."

Then Song Xiyuan sat up with Wen Cai in his arms, looked at Fu Siruo: "Ruoru, you go out first."

Fu Siruo looked at Wen Cai who was still buried in his arms, gritted his teeth, and then turned around and walked out.

As soon as the door was closed, Wen Cai immediately bounced open from Song Xiyuan's arms. Before the person stood firm, he began to buckle his clothes, and walked towards the door like a flood and beast.

She fastened her clothes as fast as possible, opened the door and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Song Xiyuan had already sorted out his clothes, sat upright on the sofa, and looked at her with a smile.

"Washing room." Wen Caitou replied without looking back.

"There is a bathroom in the lounge." Song Xiyuan kindly reminded.

"No, I'll use the outside." Wen Cai said, walked out and slammed the door.

The bathroom in the lounge is not his only one? With his BT level, who knows what he will do? He doesn't dare to break into the female bathroom outside?

Wen Cai hurried into the bathroom, but happened to meet Fu Siruo, who was standing in front of the sink and just finished watering his face with cold water.

Seeing Wen Cai pushing the door in the mirror, Fu Siruo's face suddenly became contemptuous. He took a few pieces of paper to wipe the water stains on his face. Looking at Wen Cai, he said lightly: "Miss Wen and Brother Song have a good relationship. It's so good that no matter how time or occasion... After all, these things are nothing to men. Shouldn't women love themselves?"

Wen Cai came in just to comb his hair. When he heard Fu Siruo's words, he was not angry, and his face was calm: "Since it's my own love, it's my own business. Does it have anything to do with Miss Fu?"

When Fu Siruo heard this, a trace of incredibility flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled contemptuously: "Wen Cai, you are really shameless. It's so ridiculous that those newspapers and magazines are still praising you for tolerance and filial piety. Where is your filial piety reflected?"

Wen Cai was tidying her hair by herself, Fu Siruo came over slightly and sneered, "Don't think I don't know why you had a quarrel with Brother Song and then went abroad. You know what happened to your father, but you still have the face to give birth to Brother Song's child. You still returned to City A three years later to renew your relationship with him. Wen Cai, your filial piety is really amazing! How do you feel when you sleep in the same bed with your father-killer enemy every day?"

Wen Cai's hand, which was combed with his hair, paused slightly, and then he couldn't help but tremble. After trying hard to restrain it for a long time, it finally got better. She didn't expect that Fu Siruo knew about his father. But how could Song Xiyuan talk about such a secret matter? Or is it that Fu Siruo was involved in it at all?

She looked at Fu Siruo from the mirror for a moment. Fu Siruo was guilty when she saw her. Her eyes flashed, and she snorted coldly again, turning around and trying to walk out.

Wen Cai suddenly called her: "Ms. Fu."

Fu Siruo turned around and looked at her coldly.

Wen Cai smiled slightly and said, "Don't Miss Fu want to know what it feels like to sleep in the same bed with Song Xiyuan? In fact, it feels really good. It's a pity that Miss Fu doesn't seem to have the chance to experience it."

This sentence undoubtedly pricked Fu Siruo's sore spot, and her face immediately changed: "Wen Cai, you are shameless!"

Wen Cai looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly wanted to laugh. What else could she do? She had already promised to marry her father-killing enemy, so why bother pretending to be a saint?

Therefore, in the face of Fu Siruo's angry accusation, she was still calm: "I'm just saying the facts. If Miss Fu can't accept it, I can't do anything."

Fu Siruo was furious and slammed the door and left.

Wen Cai was the only one left in the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly felt that she could not recognize herself.

Fu Siruo's eyes had already clearly told her that Fu Siruo was very likely to be involved in the matter of his father. Regardless of whether Fu Sinian was harmed by his father or not, Fu Siruo was undoubtedly extremely satisfied from his revenge on his father.

And she herself had just experienced the pleasure of revenge from her verbal battle with Fu Siruo.

But if we want to revenge in this way, when will the end be?

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"Brother Song!"

After coming out of the bathroom, Fu Siruo rushed into Song Xiyuan's office with red eyes: "Brother Song, don't believe that Wen Cai, don't marry her! She is not as simple as you imagined! She came back this time to avenge her father! She should hate you, but she still gave birth to a child for you, and she still had to bring the child back and promised to marry you. Isn't there a big problem here? Yes, there are also children, that child, maybe it's not yours from Brother Song at all! Brother Song, don't believe her!"

Her eyes turned red with excitement, but Song Xiyuan was still calm and calm: "Ruoru, calm down."

"How can you calm down when you tell me!" Fu Siruo said with red eyes, "You want to marry this woman who is determined to destroy you! Do you know what she said to me just now? She actually said that it feels good to sleep in the same bed with you! Brother Song, this woman is already a bt! You can't marry her!"

Song Xiyuan's face still did not change, but his eyes gradually became cold: "Ruoru, have you forgotten what I said three years ago?"

Fu Siruo was stunned and then began to think of it.

Yes, Song Xiyuan said three years ago that she would not be allowed to mention the matter about Wen Tingyu.

"Brother Song..." Fu Siruo lowered his head, looking a little aggrieved.

Song Xiyuan looked at her lightly: "Did you mention this to Wen Cai just now?"

"I..." Fu Siruo froze slightly, his face turned pale, "I didn't mean it... But if I didn't mention it, how could I try to tell her true feelings? Brother Song, she really came back to take revenge on you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the office door rang slightly, and Wen Cai pushed the door and walked in.

He glanced at the situation of the two people in front and behind the desk. Wen Cai's calm expression did not change at all, and he walked straight to the rest.

"Brother Song, have you seen it?" Fu Siruo pointed at Wen Cai's back, "She is really not simple at all!"

"Ruoru, you haven't had a good sleep, and your mental state is really bad." Song Xiyuan said lightly, "I'll have someone cancel your flight ticket tonight for you for the time being. You can fly again tomorrow."

Fu Siruo was stunned when he heard this, and then grabbed Song Xiyuan's hand: "Brother Song, I was wrong. I shouldn't mention these things. I was just angry for a moment..."

"So I said you need to be calm." Song Xiyuan looked cold and looked at her quietly.

Fu Siruo looked at his expression and felt desperate. He knew that there was no room for maneuver. He could only whisper: "Brother Song, don't blame me, I really didn't mean it..."

"Go back. I will have someone change your ticket to tomorrow."

Fu Siruo bit his lip and finally turned around and walked out of the office.

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After more than ten hours of flight, Song Xiyuan took Wen Cai and Nannan to the UK.

After getting off the plane, someone had already been waiting outside the airport to pick them up. Wen Cai had no idea why Song Xiyuan came to the UK, nor why he wanted to bring him here. But when the car that picked them up and dropped them was parked at the entrance of a sanatorium, she suddenly understood something.

Maybe it was for Fu Sinian that flew over?

But Song Xiyuan said nothing, hugged Nannan and walked inside.

Wen Cai hesitated for a moment and finally followed.

When I arrived at a separate and quiet little house behind the sanatorium, I happened to meet the doctor walking out from inside. After meeting Song Xiyuan, the two of them started talking.

The content of the exchange was undoubtedly Fu Sinian's situation. Wen Cai stepped forward and wanted to take Nannan from Song Xiyuan's arms, but suddenly heard the doctor say that Fu Sinian did show signs of awakening, but after waking up, he fell into a coma again. It is still unknown when he would wake up again, but it must be not far from fully awakening.

When Wen Cai hugged Nannan, his face changed slightly, but Song Xiyuan turned to look at her at this time.
To be continued...