flstandardbreds Chapter 163: The Appraisal Results Are Unacceptable
Chapter 163: The Appraisal Results Are Unacceptable
Upon hearing this, Song Beiyou subconsciously glanced in Duan Yao's direction.
Seeing that he was driving very seriously, she turned her gaze away, took a deep breath, and said, "Go ahead."
Duan Yao pursed his lips imperceptibly and gripped the steering wheel with one hand.
Out of the corner of his eye, however, he kept glancing at Song Beiyou.
Her tone and subtle movements made him sense that something was wrong.
Jia Buxiu spoke each word carefully, telling Song Beiyou the truth from the appraisal report in his hand, "You and Elder Zong are indeed related by blood."
Also, without your permission, I secretly obtained Zong Lanfang's test sample from someone and discovered..."
Jia Buxiu didn't say what came next.
I simply can't recall it. I have a particularly strong memory of Zong Lanfang's aggressive manner towards Song Beiyou at the Imperial Capital Hospital that day, which was extremely repulsive to me.
That kind of person is related to Youyou by blood, and their future will probably be comparable to that of the Song family before them.
That's really unacceptable.
Song Beiyou had predicted this outcome.
Before knowing the answer, I felt a weight on my mind, but now I feel a sense of relief.
"Okay, got it."
However, after hanging up the phone, she quieted down and looked out the window.
Apart from the soft, gentle music playing in the carriage, there was nothing else.
Duan Yao tightened his grip on the steering wheel, said nothing, and drove the car deeper into the mountains.
Before watching the movie, we agreed that I would take her to eat delicious food with a wok-fried aroma in the mountains.
Not far away, the mountain is a well-known tourist attraction in the bustling capital city.
No one would guess that a private restaurant resembling a farmhouse would be hidden in this prime tourist area where land is incredibly valuable.
The mountain roads in the scenic area are generally paved and not difficult to walk on, although some are winding.
It had stopped snowing outside, but as the car wound its way up the mountain, you could clearly see that the higher you went, the more icicles hung from the trees.
After driving around for a short while, the car entered a fork in the road, and at that moment, a brightly lit, privately-run restaurant with no signboard appeared before us.
There's a huge parking lot in front of the private restaurant, big enough to fit a hundred or so cars.
The area was now clearly cleared, waiting for Duan Yao's arrival.
Instead of driving the car to the parking lot, Duan Yao drove it directly into someone's yard.
Several people were already waiting in the courtyard, and they all smiled their best smiles the moment the car drove in.
The car stopped, but the engine was still running. Duan Yao looked at Song Beiyou, who was still turned to the side, and said softly, "We've arrived."
Song Beiyou was quiet for a few seconds, then sat up straight and looked at Duan Yao, "I don't want to eat anymore."
His tone was flat, and his face remained expressionless.
This appearance made Duan Yao feel wronged.
She looked just like a bullied and ostracized little rabbit, which made Duan Yao's heart clench inexplicably and ache terribly.
Okay, then I won't eat it.
"Shall we go home?" he asked gently.
Song Beiyou nodded, "Mm."
Seconds later, the people in the courtyard, all wearing the most perfect smiles, looked at the car that had reversed and sped away with a "whoosh." They looked at each other.
"this......"
"Where is Third Master?"
"Should we withdraw one of the Third Masters from the scene?"
"what?"
......
The white Aston Martin went up the mountain and then down.
The car, the snow and icicles on the mountain were all the same, shining white and chillingly cold.
The car kept accelerating, and finally, it returned to Jinxiu Villa in less than half an hour.
Duan Yao got out of the car first, walked around the front of the car, and strode to the passenger side to open the door for Song Beiyou.
Song Beiyou sat motionless in the passenger seat, his gaze extremely dull.
Duan Yao bent down and helped her unbuckle her seatbelt. "We're home. Get out of the car."
As he said this, his fingertips brushed across the back of her hand.
Instantly, a cold touch struck him, causing him to abruptly lift his eyes and look at Song Beiyou.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked.
When he asked this question, he touched Song Beiyou's face with both hands, and then touched her forehead.
I noticed that her forehead, like her hands, was terribly cold.
Duan Yao's throat felt tight and uncomfortable. "Youyou, talk to me, don't scare me."
As he spoke, he moved his face closer to Song Beiyou and kissed her forehead, trying to warm her up.
Unfortunately, it's the same.
Duan Yao couldn't wait any longer, so he let go of Song Beiyou and prepared to get back in the car to take her to the Imperial Capital Hospital to find Xie Jingbai.
As soon as he stood up, Song Beiyou snapped out of her daze, raised her hand and grabbed his, "Duan Yao."
She called softly, her voice very cold.
Duan Yao breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to look at her.
He noticed she was looking up at him, flashing a smile. "Was I some kind of heinous villain in my past life?"
Otherwise, how could I have lived my life like a balloon, being blown around by the wind?
As the storm raged on, she felt that even her closest relatives wouldn't want her anymore.
Duan Yao felt as if a knife had been plunged deep into his heart, and his face was taut with tension.
Song Beiyou didn't say exactly what happened, but he could already guess the general idea.
He believes it is largely related to Tao Ya-hui.
Yan Li sent him a photo while he was watching a movie.
The photo is blurry and black and white, but you can still make out Tao Ya-hui's general appearance.
He was stunned at that moment.
He could roughly guess how things would turn out.
Hearing Song Beiyou ask this, he squatted down and hugged him tightly.
His voice was a little hoarse, "Why do you say that about yourself?"
You must have been a fairy in your past life.
The fairy maiden is untouched by worldly affairs and has no need for social niceties.
"One boyfriend is enough for me, just like every other life."
While comforting others, he also took the opportunity to praise himself.
Song Beiyou was initially quite aggrieved, but after Duan Yao's words, he burst out laughing.
Duan Yao breathed a sigh of relief again and loosened his grip on Song Beiyou.
He then cupped her face in one hand, ran the other hand through her hair, kissed her lips, and pried open her teeth.
Song Beiyou did not resist; instead, she enjoyed the sense of security that Duan Yao gave her at this moment.
In the quiet, deserted parking lot at night, two mature figures embraced.
One wants to offer the other endless comfort.
One person wants to vent their inner frustrations through the other person.
They blend together.
The body, which was initially terribly cold, gradually warmed up and eventually became hot.
After a long while, Song Beiyou finally released Duan Yao the moment his pent-up emotions were resolved.
She wore lipstick today, a rose-beige color.
At this moment, seeing the red lipstick stains all over Duan Yao's lips, she finally laughed out loud in a good mood.
She raised her hand, wiping away his lipstick with her fingers, and mocked, "If the world saw Master Duan looking like this, they would laugh their heads off."