Chapter 65: Destroying the little secret guard 025
Jiang Tingting's intuition was never wrong. The very next day, she slipped out of the general's mansion and wanted to buy roast chicken in the west of the city, but was stopped by Song Huaiye.
And it’s still three hundred meters away from the General’s Mansion.
Song Huaiye looked at Jiang Tingting with a gentle look.
Jiang Tingting couldn't help but shudder: "Did you eat shit?"
"..."
Song Huaiye's expression was a little broken, but he still held it back. His brows were gentle and his eyes were soft, quite affectionate:
"Listen, I've been reflecting on it for many days. You were seriously injured that night. I shouldn't have done this to you. I apologize and apologize to you. Can you forgive your young master?"
"..." Jiang Tingting blinked.
Song Huaiye suddenly recalled the past: "Well, I remember that when I rescued you from a heap of beggars, you were only eight or nine years old. Now so many years have passed, and the little beggar who was once bullied has become a capable beggar.
This young master is really happy to be a big girl who takes charge of her own business."
I actually feel proud that "I have a daughter who has just grown up"...
Jiang Tingting continued to remain silent, the expression on his face did not change much.
Song Huaiye took a step forward, with a friendly smile on his lips.
"Listen, stop losing your temper and go home. Everyone else in the family is thinking about you."
"You can forgive me if you want...but..." Jiang Tingting propped up his chin and glanced at Song Huaiye.
"As long as you are willing to forgive me...anything will do..." Song Huaiye's eyes suddenly brightened. He did have an elegant and decent gentleman's demeanor, but unfortunately it was only on the surface.
Jiang Tingting muttered: "Think about how many times I have saved you and how many times I have been hurt for you."
Song Huaiye paused slightly.
How could he remember this clearly?
"No less than twenty times?"
Jiang Tingting suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at Song Huaiye, laughing: "Okay, let's not say twenty knives. If you let me stab you ten times, I will forgive you and go home with mercy."
."
"???"
Pointing a sword at the legitimate son of the Song Dynasty in the street? Ten knives, trying to stab him into a sieve?
Where does Jiang Tingting get his confidence from?
The expression on Song Huaiye's face was completely broken.
He finally saw that this woman was a hidden madman.
"Jiang Tingting, don't go too far." Song Huaiye gritted his teeth and made a sound.
"Isn't it okay for you to say whatever you say? If you can't afford it, why do you imitate others' apology? You're a coward."
Jiang Tingting glanced at Song Huaiye from head to toe, released his sword with great disdain, turned around and left.
"..."
Song Huaiye gritted his teeth, his face was sullen and his eyes were deep. Today was the greatest humiliation he had ever experienced in his life...Jiang Tingting, if I don't kill you, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in my heart.
323 started to call the police.
[323 (Crying): Host, please be aware that the favorability of the Child of Destiny has been negative to 65%. Once the negative value exceeds 80, the host will be punished by lightning.]
Jiang Tingting put the banknote on the counter.
"Boss, take away two roast chickens!"
【323:ヽ(???)?!!!】
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As soon as Xie Chengchao returned to the General's Mansion, he heard from the guard guarding the door that Song Huaiye had come to see Jiang Tingting today. The two had a pleasant chat at first, but then Jiang Tingting suddenly pointed at Song Huaiye with his sword... p>
Hearing this, Xie Chengchao lazily raised his eyebrows.
Tsk…
Jiang Tingting just came back with two chickens.
Xie Chengchao stopped her with half-closed eyes.
"Where have you gone?"
Jiang Tingting subconsciously hid the two chickens behind her back.
"Nowhere to go!"
Looking at her movements, Xie Chengchao frowned quietly.
"What's hidden?"
"Mine!"
She bought it! Never share it!
Jiang Tingting protects the food fox!
"..."
Xie Chengchao stroked his forehead and immediately knew what could make Jiang Tingting so protective.