One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty-Seven What Is Coming Will Come (Part 3)

Mr. Tang stood at the door with a cane, looking at the figures one large and one small, his eyes getting darker and darker. Between these two people, do you think too much, or do you take it seriously...

If there really is anything, it is just a bad fate that can never be resolved and become chaotic! can not imagine!

"Butler." The old man called. The old housekeeper hurried over and said, "Master."

"Call and ask Tang Yu's father to come back to China soon. I have something I need to confirm with him," the old man ordered.

The housekeeper didn't ask any more questions, just said "Hey" and turned around to make a phone call. Mr. Tang sighed melancholy, shook his head, and finally returned to the villa with a cane.

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Tang Yu turned the car around and stopped steadily. Song Zhixing didn't hesitate and got into the car.

There were only two of them in the carriage. Because of the passion in the darkness in the Tang family's villa, Song Zhixing was very uncomfortable at the moment and didn't even know where to put his hands. Tang Yu seemed to be in a good mood, with a rare faint smile on his face.

Along the way, the car patrolled the city. Tang Yu seemed to be very busy. He answered several calls along the way, all from Du Hui. He always just said a few "hmm" and then hung up. He even checked his watch several times.

The city lights passed by the window, casting the shadows of the two people on the window. Song Zhixing's eyes wandered around the night scene of the city, and in the end, they couldn't help but fall on his shadow reflected in the window on her side. His fingers unconsciously landed on the three-dimensional outline.

When he came to his senses, he realized that his car was not driving towards the Tang family's villa, but towards Li Hanyan's home.

She understood immediately.

There were circles in his heart, and he glanced at Tang Yu. Even he didn't know how sad his eyes were. In fact, she had originally thought that he wanted to take her home because he had so neatly and simply rejected her uncle's proposal.

But……

It's just self-indulgence. Moreover, will it still be my home now? She has been kicked out.

Thinking of these, Song Zhixing's mood suddenly dropped a lot, and his chest felt tight. She hugged her schoolbag tightly and rested her head on the window glass. She thinks Tang Yu is really annoying! He just messed with her in the theater, causing her body to feel restless and her mind to be in a mess. As a result, he stopped caring about her again.

She discovered for the first time,

I really wanted to go back to that home. Moreover, this obsession is getting stronger day by day.

but……

These should all be my unilateral thoughts. Maybe he had no intention of taking her back at all. Also, it would be much easier for him without her making trouble for him at home and getting angry with him!

The more Song Zhixing thought about it, the more depressed he became.

Tang Yu focused on driving, occasionally looking sideways at her. Seeing her huddled aside with a stiff face, he just stared deeply and said nothing.

After a while, the car stopped at the entrance of Xiyue Lake Community. As soon as the car was unlocked, Song Zhixing grabbed her schoolbag and pushed the door out, as if she was deliberately trying to let someone notice her depressed mood. Every movement was serious. Tang Yu stretched out his long arms, hugged her waist and hugged her back.

Song Zhixing didn't expect this move at all, so he fell backwards, and then was carried over by him and placed directly on his lap. Behind him, against the steering wheel. There was a school bag hanging on her arm.

The sudden movement left her completely confused. Tang Yu pulled the schoolbag in her hand and threw it into the passenger seat, and she suddenly woke up. Thinking of where she was at the moment, she immediately struggled to slide off his legs and keep her distance from him. But the space where they were located was so narrow that it was difficult for her to even stretch her body.

"Sit down and stay with me quietly for a while." Tang Yu spoke in a low voice. His tone did not sound like a command like before, but sounded like a murmur between lovers.

lovers...

Song Zhixing felt that her idea was very bold, but she was clearly bewitched by him and she didn't move any further.

Tang Yu's hot palm was branded on her waist. In comparison, his expression was much calmer than hers. Being so close and so intimate, Song Zhixing's heart beat wildly, and the bold scenes in the Tang family's old house kept popping up in her mind. However, Tang Yu's big palm on her waist was just there, not With any erotic meaning.

"What if I meet my aunt here..." Song Zhixing was still a little worried and looked out the window in panic.

"Don't be so nervous. Your aunt is upstairs and won't come down." Tang Yu comforted her. The big master held her soft little hand, and gently squeezed it in his palm as if playing with it, "Besides, I am still here, what are you afraid of?"

Song Zhixing's eyelashes were lowered, and she raised her eyes to look at him. The sadness in her heart was like a cloud, gathering there and never leaving.

"Second uncle..." She called him, with a confused and helpless look in her eyes, like a child's, which made people feel pitiful.

"Huh?" Tang Yu could feel it and held her hand tighter.

"What do you think...what does it mean for the two of us to be like this now?" Song Zhixing had always been straightforward, but he couldn't hold back and asked.

Tang Yu narrowed his eyes. Outside the window, the pale moonlight illuminated his eyes. His eyes were so dark, as deep as a vortex, a vortex that wanted to suck her in completely.

"What do we think of you?" She didn't answer, but asked instead. He was really looking forward to her answer. In her old-fashioned and stubborn little head, were they still uncle and nephew, or... after what happened tonight, could their relationship barely change?

Song Zhixing's face was twisted in distress, "I think we are really... having an affair..."

She was quite embarrassed when she said the word 'affair'. 'An affair' is a sin, and the worst thing for her is having an affair with her nominal second uncle, her guardian. There is nothing worse than this!

"Yes, that's right, it's an affair..." Tang Yu admitted it calmly, as if it was not something worth worrying about at all, and his long fingers slowly stroked her waist, "If you really feel distressed, this affair can only last until the end of your college entrance examination."

Song Zhixing was slightly stunned and looked at him. Her originally clear eyes suddenly darkened after she pondered for a moment.

The end he said... should be the end between them.

Mingming was particularly distressed and even afraid of their current relationship, but when he heard the word "end", he still felt depressed and uncomfortable.