Chatper 28 (1/2)

"Ah!" A shrill scream pierced the silent night sky of Song's old house, and immediately all the lights were lit. Everyone confirmed that the scream was from Song Haoming's bedroom, and the servants surrounded the room with their guns. Outside the bedroom, everyone knew that the young master didn't come back today, and only the young mistress was in the room, so it was inconvenient in the middle of the night.

"Young Mistress, Young Mistress, what's the matter, can we come in?" Zhao Mama knocked on the door outside.

At this moment, the door opened from the inside, and a black object was thrown out. Without saying a word, the servants punched and kicked the black object. They thought it was a thief who had escaped.

"It's me, it's me." Heiying hugged his head, his body was bleeding, and his body was covered with thorns, curled up on the ground.

"It seems to be the third young master's voice." A servant heard the clue.

"Impossible. This is the bedroom of the eldest young master. How could it be the third young master? It must be a thief. Fight!" The other made a reasonable explanation, and everyone started fighting again.

"Don't hit, don't hit." The lights were bright everywhere, even Grandpa Song was startled.

Only then did the servant stop his hands, and turned over the people on the ground. His face was covered with blood, and blood was also on his underwear. Ji Ge stood watching this scene from a distance, and she was frightened. Song Haoming took advantage of this moment , hugging her tightly.

"It's Haoxuan, it's Haoxuan." The third daughter-in-law wiped off the bloody man, and it turned out to be her own son.

"Mom, if you don't come again, I won't be able to see you anymore." Song Haoxuan passed out after speaking.

"Hurry up to the hospital, Haoming, what's going on? Why is Haoxuan in your bedroom?" Grandpa Song stared at Song Haoming sternly, holding a walking stick and supported by others.

The servants hurriedly sent Song Haoxuan to the hospital, and Sanfang was crying all over the place, and followed him to the hospital, leaving only Song Mingjun behind.

"You may have to ask the third brother himself, what is the purpose of him crawling into our bedroom from the window without sleeping in the middle of the night." Song Haoming hugged the shivering Ji Ge, if he hadn't come back in time , if it wasn't for Ji Ge's premonition, they would have been the ones who had the accident at this time.

"What? Climbed in from the window?" Grandpa Song seemed to know something.

"Could it be that I invite him over for a drink at this time?" Song Haoming really wanted to kill Song Haoxuan directly, daring to covet his woman.

"Okay, let's talk about this matter when Haoxuan comes back, it's all gone, let's clean this place up." Grandpa Song really is the ** lake, and he knew at a glance that something shouldn't have happened, he stopped everyone's gossip, With the blood all over the ground, he knew that Haoxuan was not seriously injured.

After everyone dispersed, Yan Qinghua walked over and looked at Ji Ge: "Ji Ge, are you okay? You scared me to death." Yan Qinghua was indeed frightened. The Haoxuan she saw probably won't be able to ask for flowers again in the future No, the blood in that place is definitely not from being beaten.

"Mom, I'm fine." Ji Ge was still trembling as she spoke, if Song Haoxuan's eyes were not too revealing, her premonition would not be so strong, she did not expect Song Haoxuan to be so courageous.

"Mom, it's lucky that I'm back, otherwise Ji Ge would be the one who suffers." Song Haoming's body was also covered in blood, and his pair of scissors took half of Song Haoxuan's life.

"Then you are too aggressive. Haoxuan is not married yet, what should we do in the future?" Yan Qinghua is a woman after all, although she also hates Sanfang and Song Haoxuan for not taking her seriously, but looking Song Haoxuan's lifeline was gone, and she was quite afraid.

"Then if Ji Ge gets hurt, what should we do? Let them read a joke? If we don't teach them a painful lesson, they will never know how to restrain themselves." Song Haoming is not afraid of them, they are all a bunch of rice bugs, what else can we do? In this way, even if the Song family is given to them, they will be defeated in the shortest time.

"That's right, then we have to be careful in the future. Your sister will return to China next month. She is studying economic management. You can take her with you and help you. Otherwise, you will be tired enough by yourself." " Yan Qinghua could only do this, she looked at Ji Ge again, a woman who is too beautiful is really a disaster, and now the enmity between the eldest and the third is forged.

After finishing speaking, Yan Qinghua also left. It has only been a few days since he came back, and the Song family has already been thrown into a turmoil. If we continue, we don't know what will happen. Hey, Yan Qinghua's heart for Ji Ge is getting worse Not happy anymore.

"Ji Ge, don't be afraid. With me here, I will protect you." For the first time, Song Haoming felt that as a man, he still has such a great role. He was very proud of protecting his own woman.

"En." Ji Ge nodded. At this time, she really needs protection. If she was alone in the room, she might not even have the chance to shout. I don't know.

"Thank you tonight." Ji Ge was so frightened that he lost his drowsiness. This night he could only keep his eyes open and wait for the dawn.

"It's okay. I'm your husband. This is what I should do. You should go to bed first. There should be no danger tonight. I haven't finished what I'm doing. I'm going back to the company. Call me if you have anything to do." Call." Song Haoming helped Ji Ge to the bed next door, and warmly covered her with a quilt before leaving.

Ji Ge finally knew why Song Haoming was able to bring the Song family back to life in a short period of time, and even defeated the Ji family. The hard work he put in was unbearable for ordinary people. Much stronger.

"Let me in, let me in, your elder brother is too bullying, what's wrong with my son? Why should he be disabled?" The wife of the third bedroom was making a fuss at the door early in the morning, she wanted to see Ji Ge.

"Young Mistress, Young Mistress, are you up yet?"

? Zhao Ma knocked on Ji Ge's door anxiously.

"Get up, mother Zhao?" Ji Ge put on his clothes and opened the door.

"Young mistress, hide away, the grandma of the third room is here and wants to trouble you." Mama Zhao rubbed her hands anxiously.

"Why should I hide? It's her son who did the wrong thing. She's justified." Ji Ge was still angry about what happened last night, but he didn't expect that the wife of Sanfang was really a non-stop master.

"But she is angry now, what if she misses and hurts you?" It turned out that Zhao Ma was worried about Ji Ge's safety.

"I still can't hide, or she thinks that Song Haoxuan was wronged, so she has to confront." Ji Ge knew that hiding in this kind of thing is useless. Sanfang spoiled Song Haoxuan too much, which made him lawless. If people at home don't teach him a lesson, he will be taught a lesson outside in the future.

"Sanfang, if you have something to say, don't make trouble. Tsinghua University, please go and invite Ji Ge down." Grandpa Song's voice became much older overnight.

"Yes, Dad." Yan Qinghua replied, and then he heard footsteps going upstairs.

"Mom." Standing at the door, Ji Ge yelled when he saw Yan Qinghua.

"Why didn't you leave?" Yan Qinghua lowered his voice.

"Mom, I was the one who was violated, why did I run away?" Ji Ge still said the same thing, but Yan Qinghua felt that Ji Ge was purely looking for trouble.

"Then you go down with me." Yan Qinghua glared at Zhao Mama, then turned around and walked downstairs.

Ji Ge smiled at Mama Zhao, and followed Yan Qinghua downstairs.

"You, you vixen, you seduced my son, and now you're killing him, I'm going to fight you hard." Seeing Ji Ge appearing at the stairs, Mrs. Sanfang rushed over like crazy.

"Come on, hold her." Grandpa Song ordered sharply.

"Let go of me, let go of me, I'm going to tear her apart and avenge my son." The third-bedroom wife, who was held by the arms of several servants, kept yelling.

"Is Haoxuan not cured yet?" Grandpa Song asked Mrs. Sanfang.

"No more, I don't know where she threw that thing. If the best time for surgery is missed, Haoxuan will be abolished, abolished, and the third bedroom of the old Song family will never be seen here." Mrs. Sanfang He burst into tears.