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She slept long enough, her whole body felt sore and weak, and she trembled as he pressed her back into his arms.

It was almost time for take-off when Duan Baiting finally let her go.

I went to the bathroom to take a shower, then got dressed and prepared to leave.

Song Wanyue offered to send him off, but he refused.

She hadn't recovered yet, her body was extremely sensitive and she trembled at the slightest touch.

Duan Baiting reflected that he seemed to have been too unrestrained just now.

"The airport is too far away. You should take a nap and rest."

Song Wanyue nodded obediently, sat on the bed and raised her chin towards him.

He lowered his eyes, and his pupils darkened.

Finally, he came over, hugged her and kissed her.

Only after the kiss ended did she reluctantly say goodbye to him.

In the few days that followed, Song Wanyue still talked to him every day.

The status of the circle of friends is updated very frequently, and my childhood friends have returned one after another.

Stay together all day.

This group today, that group tomorrow.

Duan Baiting received several messages on her mobile phone, which were records of her spending when she went skiing.

At the same time, her circle of friends also updated new developments.

These are some photos of her wearing ski goggles and holding skis in the snow.

There was also a group photo later, with the two of them facing away from the blue sky and smiling brightly.

They are all girls, probably her friend named Shizuka.

The woman came over with tea and snacks, then stepped aside respectfully.

There were wounds on her face, as if she had been hit by something.

Su Ru came over after answering the phone with an indifferent expression. She sat down opposite him, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Asked about his recent situation, both at work and at home.

Duan Baiting answered very officially: "Everything is fine."

Su Ru raised his eyes, with a cold look that was 70% similar to his, and said with sarcasm: "Did your grandmother ask you to come?"

He also took a sip of tea, found it too bitter, and put it down.

"Yeah."

Su Ru sneered: "Are you going to your dad's place later?"

He still nodded, took off his glasses and wiped them slowly: "I'll come to your place in the morning and go to his place in the afternoon."

He wiped it carelessly, put them on again, and looked up at her.

The eyes behind the lenses returned to their calm state.

His myopia is not severe, but he has slight astigmatism, so he can't focus when looking at people.

Look at him, cold-hearted and cold-blooded.

After putting on the glasses, all that's left is cold-bloodedness.

Su Ru doesn't like her son. She can't explain the feeling. She and his father were married out of arrangement.

The main reason was because of the tremendous power of the Duan family.

The belly was quite good and she gave birth to a boy among many sisters-in-law.

It turns out that my husband is a good-for-nothing idiot who is determined to become a teacher.

He has no desire to fight for power.

Su Ru became more and more disgusted with him, and even her son was not treated well by her.

As her son, he was not close to her. Apart from visiting her once a year at the urging of his grandmother, they were like strangers at other times.

But it doesn't matter. She never raised him and has no feelings for him anyway.

The meal was dull and no one spoke during the meal.

Duan Baiting glanced at the time and saw that two hours had passed.

He went off work on time as if it was a routine.

He put down his knife and fork, stood up, and said goodbye to her politely: "Then I'll be leaving first, you take your time eating."

The woman didn't even raise her head: "Aunt Tong, see him off."

He fastened the front buttons of his suit that he had unbuttoned when he sat down with one hand.

He glanced at the woman who bent over and placed the pair of black leather shoes at his feet.

He turned around and looked at Su Ru, who was sitting at the dining table, continuing to eat unmoved.

The wound on the maid's face was obviously caused by his mother.

As the organizer of charity galas, she handles donations exceeding hundreds of millions every year and is a well-known philanthropist entrepreneur who has been featured in financial newspapers many times.

But secretly he is a double-faced sadist.

-After

getting in the car, Duan Baiting took off his coat, revealing the gray shirt underneath, which had a crisp and textured fabric.

Not a wrinkle at all.

But the scent of incense on his body is still there.

Very light, blended with sandalwood.

That extreme abstinence and coldness formed a subtle chemical reaction in him.

In the past half month, his average daily rest time has not exceeded four hours.

Fortunately, I have traveled to several countries in the past and am used to staying up late, so I don't think it's a big deal.

There was no physical discomfort.

Sitting back in his chair, his neck tilted back slightly, he untied his bow tie with one hand.

With a slight sigh, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

In the past, when I was tired, I just wanted to be alone, but now, there is only one person in my mind.

As long as I close my eyes, it's as if she is by my side.

The driver asked in a low voice: "Mr. Duan, where are we going now?"

Being interrupted, he opened his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows: "Go home first."

In his current state, he really didn't have the energy to deal with the next family.

I originally wanted to finish dealing with the matters in North City as soon as possible, and then go to Shanghai to find Song Wanyue.

But things happened one after another, leaving him no chance to breathe.

My grandmother fell ill, and it was said that she was angry.

The country's top cardiologists gathered in a conference room to discuss surgical plans overnight.

In the private ward, the old lady wore an oxygen mask and various instruments were running around her day and night.

The seats outside were filled with younger generations waiting to show their filial piety.

Duan Baiting unbuttoned the front buttons of his suit, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and stood quietly behind the observation window.

His posture was as straight as a pine tree, even though he had not closed his eyes for three days and two nights.

The natural feeling of relaxation all over the body still doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

His body was actually extremely exhausted, but he didn't like to show any weakness in front of outsiders.

Drink tea to relieve fatigue when you feel sleepy.

The culprit sat on the bench, sighing in a pretentious manner.

"If my grandmother can be safe, I would even exchange a few years of my life for it."

Duan Baiting glanced at him.

Duan Xianyu shut up.

I was arrested and put in jail for a while some time ago, all thanks to my good cousin.

As soon as he came out, he rushed his grandmother into the hospital.

-Duan

Baiting took out his cell phone and wanted to call Song Wanyue.

But when I opened the address book, it stopped again.

Finally locked the phone.

The old lady was not completely out of danger yet, so he couldn't leave for the time being.

Duan Jialiang came by halfway, saw Duan Baiting, and pondered for a moment.

Duan Baiting nodded at him, his tone light and calm: "The condition is temporarily stable, don't worry too much."

He then breathed a sigh of relief.

When the father and son met, they were like strangers.

It is indeed no different from a stranger.

Duan Baiting sat back on the bench beside the corridor, took off his glasses and closed his eyes to rest.

Duan Jialiang went to the ward to visit for a while, and when he came out, he didn't know whether Duan Baiting was asleep or not.

Lean against the wall and close your eyes.

Duan Jialiang sat over: "Are you and Wanyue okay?"

"Yeah." His voice was low and hoarse, "fine."

Duan Jialiang nodded: "When do you plan to have a baby?"

After a pause, he opened his eyes, his eyes as cold as water.

"I don't have such plans."

Duan Baiting grew up alone overseas. Even though he has both parents, he is not much better than an orphan.

No one asked.

My mother is busy with her career and is very ambitious. My father was completely focused on his love life.

Some time ago, his wife, the movie queen, gave birth to a daughter, and he wanted to tell the whole world about it.

What others see as a happy family day is what Duan Baiting hates the most.

They all clearly had their own ulterior motives, but they still pretended to be peaceful.

His family is complicated, and the intrigue is not trivial.

When power and wealth accumulate to a certain amount, a person will turn into a devil.

Not to mention the cold-bloodedness that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Duan family.

There was a nurse taking care of the patient inside, so Duan Baiting went downstairs to smoke a cigarette.

Today is the Little New Year, and it is bustling everywhere, even the hospital is beginning to have a festive atmosphere.

There were patients in hospital gowns eating dumplings, talking and laughing with their family members in the distance.

Duan Baiting just glanced at it from a distance.

There are gains and losses. Since I was born in such a family, I enjoy all kinds of conveniences and preferential treatments.

Of course some will be lost.

He is not greedy, he wants both.

Anyway, he has no habit of eating dumplings abroad in recent years, so the Little New Year and the Spring Festival are just ordinary dates to him.

After finishing one cigarette, he lit another.

Just as the fire was lit, the old lady woke up after receiving a call from the nurse.

He put out the cigarette casually and waited until the smell of smoke was gone before going upstairs.

The old lady refused to talk to anyone else, but when she saw him, she spoke with some effort.

"I'm fine, let them go back and rest first." She looked distressed, "You too, how long have you not closed your eyes?"

Duan Baiting shook his head and glanced at the remaining amount in the infusion bag. There was not much left.

"Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Grandma answered the question irrelevantly: "I heard that Wanyue returned to Shanghai. You should go over to see her."

She was always worried about her grandson and was too defensive towards the people around her.

If you are too cautious, you will end up being alone for the rest of your life.

"The girl from the Song family was chosen for you by your grandfather himself. According to fortune telling, she will bring good luck to your husband. Even if you don't like her, you have to keep her by your side."

Grandma's condition is not right now, and she speaks incoherently.

Duan Baiting pressed the bell to call the doctor.

It's very busy inside and outside.

Finally, I don't know who said, "Please let all the relatives in."

These words sounded like instructions for the final arrangements.

Strangely enough, Duan Baiting did not feel any deep pain when watching his relatives die in front of him.

He just sighed a little, a life was destroyed in front of him.

The person who was talking to me in the last second stopped breathing in the next second.

You can say he is cold-blooded or that he is indifferent to emotions.

He certainly didn't shed a single tear.

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There are more things waiting for him to deal with.

My grandmother's funeral and coffin procession, as well as ancestor worship.

Logically speaking, Song Wanyue, as his wife, should appear on such occasions.

But Duan Baiting simply

dismissed her with a single sentence, "She's busy. "

Duan Baiting didn't want her to be involved in this mess.

He is her husband and should protect her instead of letting her witness these filth.

No one thought that Song Wanyue was too busy, they just thought that this marriage was without love.

Perhaps in Duan Baiting's eyes, she didn't even have the qualifications to come here.

So I felt even more sympathy for Miss Song.

Duan Baiting has a very bad reputation. Anyone who stands against him is either a good person or a pitiful person.

He called Song Wanyue and did not explain what had happened during this period. Instead, he told her that he could not leave for the time being and might not be able to go to Shanghai in the short term.

Although Song Wanyue felt regretful, she didn't say much.

She knew he was tired; she could tell from the sound of his voice.

Hoarse and low voice is either caused by staying up too late or smoking too much.

But he is not addicted to anything, not even cigarettes or alcohol.

Such excessive consumption can only be used to relieve fatigue or a bad mood.

Song Wanyue asked worriedly, "Do you need me to go over and accompany you?"

"No need." He smiled softly, "When you come, I have to make time to take care of you."

She snorted softly and said proudly, "I can take care of myself."

After saying that, she started to care about him again, asking if he was tired and if he had eaten well recently.

Her voice was coquettish, and even her concern for him was just acting coquettish.

I have laid so much groundwork in the beginning just to ask, "Do you miss me? I think about you every day. I miss you so much that I can't eat or drink. Duan Baiting, you can't secretly look at other girls when I'm not around. I will be sad."

He is too thoughtful and guarded against everyone. Because of this, he never shows his emotions.

No one could guess what he was really thinking.

Only Song Wanyue seemed to be his natural nemesis.

She never bothers to guess, nor does she keep her emotions to herself and suffer.

Even if she suffered the slightest injustice from him, she would speak out directly.

Act like a spoiled child or just cry and make a fuss.

If he doesn't comfort her, she will cry.

She was crying like a pear blossom in the rain, and I felt pity for her.

Cry until he comforts you.

His acting skills were poor, but he always got caught: "I didn't see it."

Song Wanyue said complacently: "That's right, after marrying a beautiful woman like me, how could he have the mind to be fickle. Have you been thinking about me every night recently and secretly looking at my photos? I have updated a lot of new photos in my circle of friends, do you want to take a look?"

She boasted without any shame and with confidence.

I do have the confidence to do so.

Duan Baiting dusted off his cigarette ash, smiled, and didn't answer.

Song Wanyue said mysteriously: "Go and have a look, maybe there's a surprise."

Unable to resist her urging, he put the unfinished cigarette in his hand on the ashtray, put the call on speakerphone, and opened her circle of friends.

The top photo was updated three minutes ago.

She was wearing a suspender nightgown, with one hand hooked on the shoulder strap and gently pulling it down.

She was not wearing any underwear, and her breasts were half exposed.

The shape is very nice, full and round.

The collarbone is deep and delicate, the shoulders have no excess fat and the lines are slender.

Her skin is really white, so white that even in a heated room, it can be warmed to a thin layer of light pink.

Under the skirt, two slender legs are straight and beautiful, standing barefoot on the snow-white fluffy carpet.

She took the photo in front of the mirror, looking sexy and sensual.

Duan Baiting's eyes dimmed. After long pressing the photo to save it, he said in a low voice: "Delete it."

He didn't want to interfere too much in her private life, but he thought that others might see it.

That inexplicable irritability made him uneasy.

Song Wanyue's voice softened, and she said in a sweet and tender voice: "I set it so that only you can see it."

He paused, holding the cigarette between his lips, and took a deep puff.

Cigarettes with agarwood sticks have a unique flavor and can help you calm down and focus your mind.

Many times, even if he was unwilling to admit it, he, who had always been restrained and tolerant, began to become addicted to something.

Deep into the bone marrow.

More than a thousand kilometers apart, she started to act coquettishly with him again, saying that she had eaten an extra egg in the morning.

The strange feeling aroused by that photo and her words finally showed signs of easing after I finished smoking a whole cigarette.

"Really?"

As if she didn't get the response she wanted, she raised her voice and repeated, "You ate an extra egg."

She hated eating eggs the most in her life. Even if it was the hot spring egg on the gyudon, she would want to vomit if she smelled it for a second. But eating eggs is good for the body, so her parents have always found ways to coax her to eat them since she was a child.

The phone was silent for more than ten seconds.

"Yeah, very good." He praised her.

Song Wanyue was finally satisfied and rolled around on the bed with the quilt in her arms.

A hundred little deer are pounding in my heart.

She hesitated to speak, "Tingting, actually I..."

He waited quietly, and even picked up the remote control to turn off the indoor thermostat.

Even if the noise is minimal.

It was eerily quiet all around.

Song Wanyue pursed her lips, her voice tinged with shyness, and she deliberately said half of what she meant and concealed the other half.

"Forget it, I... can't say it."

She hung up the phone in a hurry, then sat up from the bed contentedly.

This childish way of teasing may seem a bit old-fashioned when used on others.

But for an ascetic and old-fashioned person like Duan Baiting, it was a sure kill.

She deliberately held her phone and waited for several minutes, creating the impression that she had finally mustered up the courage after a lot of struggle.

[Song Wanyue: Why does my heart beat so fast and my face turn red whenever you praise me? 】

【Song Wanyue: Do you think I am sick? 】

She also added a little rabbit with a fever, lying on the ground and yawning, with an animated expression on it.

It was obvious that she said this on purpose to tease him, but for some reason, during the time she was waiting for Duan Baiting's reply.

Her heart was indeed beating faster and faster, and her face was getting redder and redder.

She buried her face in the pillow with a pouty expression.

Humph, tease him to death.