1164: Chapter 1187: Marry Her Off as Soon as Possible 1164: Chapter 1187: Marry Her Off as Soon as Possible She needed to find a way out.
Song Yue began to think of a thod while lying in bed, then she got up and walked to the window.
Since she was a child, she had been climbing trees and scaling walls, so how could a re window pose a difficulty for her?
In less than half an hour, she had made it to the ground.
Looking up at the window glowing with light above her, she dusted off her hands and smirked with pride, “Think you can trap ?
Not a chance.”
“Miss, the young master has ordered us to take you back,” a chilling voice ca from behind her.
When Song Yue turned around, she saw a face shrouded in darkness, with only a pair of eyes gleaming eerily, resembling a wild wolf.
“Ah!” Song Yue, frightened, squatted down and hugged her head.
The man in black didn’t care whether she was scared or not; he just grabbed her by the collar and dragged her back.
Song Yue hung over his shoulder protesting, but the man in black just treated it as if she was tickling him.
Song Jade was sitting in the living room watching the news when he glanced over as the man in black ascended the stairs.
Song Yue looked up at him pitifully, hoping he would kindly let her go.
“Stop your futile struggles.
Just wait obediently to be a bride.
I’ll find a date soon to marry you off,” Song Jade said.
His voice was so cold that Song Yue questioned if she had heard him wrong.
Her eyes widened as she tried to discern if the person sitting on the sofa was truly her brother.
If it was, why was he always speaking in ways she couldn’t understand?
“Why?
Why are you doing this to ?” Song Yue finally couldn’t bear it and shouted.
Why had they all changed overnight, becoming cold-blooded, making her feel alienated?
“The Song Family can’t keep you any longer.
Being married off, if anything happens, at least soone would be there to protect you,” she muttered to herself in a voice as faint as a mosquito’s.
Song Yue was never ant to hear it.
…
After dealing with the necessary paperwork, Jun Mochan suddenly rembered sothing and got in touch with One.
Soon enough, One’s icy face appeared on the screen.
“Have you found out anything about Song Er’s condition?”
“There’s a little progress.”
Ever since returning from the villa, the Song Family had sought out the best doctors for Song Er.
The doctors had stayed at the Song Mansion this whole ti and hadn’t left, leaving their condition unknown.
“Send a few people to check it out,” he needed to know the exact news.
“Understood.”
That very night, One indeed sent people to infiltrate the Song Mansion, but although the ssage was relayed, the people were lost.
The news they received was bombshell: Song Er was finished.
“What do you an by ‘finished’?” Jun Mochan squinted his eyes.
“ans he’s done for,” One’s stern face showed a hint of a different expression for the first ti.
He rembered it was his own foot that had dealt the blow, using considerable force and even grinding it in when he made contact.
Indeed, it had t his expectations.
Jun Mochan’s lips curled into a smile, “Finished, huh?
That is interesting.”
“Should I spread the news?” Over the years, Song Er had wronged many girls; knowing such news would surely make many applaud.
“No need,” he would wait and see how things played out.
One didn’t ask why, rely nodding in acknowledgnt.
Later, Jun Mochan accompanied Ye Ranran until noon before going to et Gu Heng.
Originally, Ye Ranran also wanted to get so air, but Fan Rou ca over, so she stayed to keep her company.
“I heard you were ill, so I ca to check on you.
Are you alright?” Fan Rou looked at Ye Ranran’s face.
“Do I look like I’m sick to you?” Ye Ranran touched her own face.
Fan Rou shook her head, “No, actually, I saw you at the hospital yesterday.
I was there for a routine check-up.”
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