One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty Jealousy (Part 2)

The scene suddenly became very cold and stiff. No one spoke, just looking at the two of them. The old man's eyes swept from Song Zhixing, then fell on his grandson, and then fell on Song Zhixing again, with a bit of exploration and deep thought in his eyes.

He has always been a perceptive person - in fact, he noticed the overreaction of their second son to Xingxing's return to the Li family last time, but he never thought deeply about it. Because his grandson has always been a sensible person, normally speaking, he should not do those extraordinary things.

But now...

"Master, it's time to eat." At this moment, the servant's voice suddenly sounded. Everyone's emotions loosened because of the interruption of the voice, only Tang Yu's face was cooler, his eyes were still fixed on Song Zhixing's face, his thin lips opened, and he said word by word: "If you think clearly, I will never keep you!"

Never keep you...

Song Zhixing's heart sank again and again, and she felt that her whole body was shrouded in a chill.

She was silent and lowered her head.

Tang Yu had already stood up first, without looking at her again, and walked into the restaurant with an expressionless face.

"Okay, let's eat." The old man shouted, and everyone stood up. Song Zhixing stood up last and went to help old man Tang.

The old man of the Tang family held a metal crutch in one hand, and Song Zhixing supported him with the other hand. He glanced sideways and saw the obvious disappointment on Song Zhixing's face, and his heart was more certain about those bold ideas just now. He still felt shocked and horrified.

If these two people really did something out of the ordinary, what would happen? If the old man of the Li family knew about it, wouldn't he be so angry that he would die directly?

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Song Zhixing still sat next to Tang Yu. During the whole dinner, Tang Yu's face was quite ugly, so that the scene was somewhat frozen. Song Zhixing sat next to him, feeling as if he was frozen, not daring to breathe, and didn't move his chopsticks much.

"Second brother, please stop looking so stern. If you keep looking so stern, I'll get depressed." Among the brothers, Tang Song has always been the most impatient. He was already in a terrible mood today, and now he was even more depressed. He turned his eyes to Tang Jue on the side, "Third brother, isn't that right?"

"It doesn't affect me." Tang Jue (jue) didn't respond to his words at all. He picked up some dishes and put them in Qiqi's bowl. When he spoke to her, his tone was gentler than ever, "You are pregnant now, eat more."

Qiqi smiled gently, "The doctor said that if you eat too much,

the child will grow too big and it will be difficult to give birth in the future."

The two of them were completely unaffected by the outside world, and they were only focused on showing their affection and killing dogs.

Tang Song had no affection to show. As if inadvertently, he glanced at Mo Liangyan who was sitting opposite Tang Yi, and a complex expression flashed across his face. Suddenly, he lost his appetite in an instant.

The meal was eaten very quietly.

After the meal, Mr. Tang called several men to the side hall to discuss things. Mo Liangyan was called in halfway.

Qiqi was pregnant and sleepy, so the servant took her upstairs to sleep. Tang Fei had an appointment with someone, so she left early. After that, only Tang Youyou and Song Zhixing were left in the hall peeling fruit and watching TV.

The group talked about things for several hours. Song Zhixing sat on the sofa and fell asleep. When she woke up, it was Tang Youyou who woke her up.

"Aunt Youyou." She rubbed her sleepy eyes and subconsciously looked towards the side hall, "Are they still talking?"

"Yeah. I'm leaving, Xingxing, are you going with me, or do you want your second uncle to send you off?" Tang Youyou had already stood up.

Song Zhixing remembered Tang Yu's always indifferent attitude towards him, "It's better not to trouble the second uncle to send you off. However, I have to go and say hello to the great grandfather first."

"Go. By the way, tell me. I'll drive the car out and wait for you at the door." Tang Youyou said, carrying the bag and going out.

Song Zhixing put on her slippers, stood up, and walked towards the side hall.

Outside, it was completely dark. In the villa, the dazzling crystal lamps illuminated the entire house like daylight. At this moment, the servants had all returned to the room in the backyard. In the huge villa, Song Zhixing was the only one left, and it seemed particularly quiet.

She walked to the door of the side hall and was about to knock on the door. However, as soon as her hand touched the door handle, the door of the side hall was pushed open a tiny crack.

The door was not completely closed.

The light inside poured out, and Song Zhixing looked inside through the tiny crack in the door and saw a group of people sitting inside - the Tang family's genes were surprisingly good, cold, charming, warm, arrogant, unruly, five young men with completely different feelings sitting on the sofa, was the most eye-catching scenery, definitely enough to make all women salivate and their blood boil.

Song Zhixing's eyes swept over them and fell on Tang Yu, but he couldn't pull them away. She used to be most afraid of Tang Yu, followed by Tang Jue and Tang Yi. All three of them were more or less difficult to approach. In comparison, she preferred the gentle and handsome fourth uncle Tang Wei, and the humorous and interesting fifth uncle Tang Song.

But since when did her eyes only focus on the second uncle?

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard the voice of Mr. Tang, "Take a look at the template of the wedding invitation and pick the best one."

Wedding invitation?

Song Zhixing was startled. Who is getting married?

"Second brother, for this wedding, you will be responsible for picking up Han Yan's father in person." The old man's words rang again.

"Well. I know." Tang Yu continued. The tone of voice was always plain.

These words were clear to the ears, and Song Zhixing shook his body.

So...

Are the second uncle and the aunt going to get married?

That day, in his office, he said that he would become her uncle-in-law. It turned out that he was not just talking...

Song Zhixing froze at the door, her brain suddenly seemed to be deprived of oxygen, and she was dizzy and almost unable to stand.

He was getting married...

He was really going to marry his aunt...

This thought kept turning in her mind. Her heart seemed to have been dug out and soaked in formalin, constantly fermenting and expanding, causing her chest to spasm with pain.

No wonder, knowing that she was leaving, he would never keep her like he did in the past...

No wonder, in the office that day, he said that he kissed her before because he was too unconscious...

The more she thought about it, the more sad she felt. In her chest, a surge of grief forced her eyes to redden. She wanted to turn around and leave - no, she should pack up and leave here immediately, leave Jude City. However, her legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and she couldn't even take a step.

Breathing became more and more difficult, and he was almost out of breath.

"Xingxing, why are you still standing here?" Tang Youyou parked the car and waited for a long time, but Song Zhixing didn't show up, so he came back.