(96) You and Wen Yan live together?!

  The footsteps got closer and closer, and as soon as the figure appeared around the corner, two security guards pounced on him and subdued him in just a few moves.

  Black clothes.

  Yan Song recognized the person at a glance, it was the one who bumped into Song Min at the elevator door and knocked on Song Qinghe's family door. He had previously thought that this person was coming for him, but unexpectedly... perhaps things were not so simple.

  The security guard who rushed over from behind took out handcuffs and cuffed him.

  The dagger hidden on that person's body fell to the ground during the struggle.

  Song Min's face turned pale, if Yan Song wasn't there, if there was no security guard, could she have escaped...

  Yan Song's face also looked extremely bad, he pulled Song Min's shoulder tightly.

  Song Qing hurried over with a worried face, and Liang Yi followed behind him, panting heavily while leaning against the wall.

  "Are you hurt?" Song Qinghe grasped Song Min's shoulder and carefully examined her from head to toe, only relaxing when he saw that she was fine. He then asked her abruptly, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

  Song Qing's voice was low and his chest heaved up and down, as if suppressing a great anger. Just now in the parking lot, Yan Song called him to say that the sneaky person had appeared again, his heart skipped a beat, and he rushed upstairs without thinking.

  Song Min's body shook slightly, his heart beating faster again, almost unable to stand.

  "Brother-in-law." Yan Song pulled Song Min behind him, "Don't scare her again."

  Song Qinghe glanced at Yan Song and didn't say anything else, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

  "Mr. Song, Mr. Yan, look at this..." The security guard's words were cut off before he could finish, by Song Qing shouting coarsely, "Call the police!!"

  "Alright, alright." The security guard immediately dialed 110.

  Song Min was panting heavily, his lips were pale, his chest felt extremely stuffy, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

  "What's wrong with you, Ming'er?" Song Qinghe's expression changed and he grasped Song Ming's arm, anxiously asking: "Is your heart racing again?"

  Song Min bit his lip and nodded, his whole body exhausted, even standing was a struggle.

  "Go to the hospital." Song Qinghe squatted down in front of Song Min.

  Song Min obediently climbed onto Song Qinghe's back.

  "Please take care of it." Song Qinghe turned his head and said a sentence to Yan Cong, carrying Song Min towards the elevator.

  "I'll go with you." Liang took a deep breath and looked at Song Min with a worried face.

  Song Qing smiled and patted her reassuringly, shaking his head, "Wait for me at home."

  The doctor asked a few simple questions at the hospital and "brushed" out a prescription, letting Song Min go for an electrocardiogram and cardiac color ultrasound.

  Actually, on the way back, Song Min's heartbeat had already slowed down and he no longer felt short of breath, but Song Qinghe didn't dare to let his guard down and dragged him for a check-up.

  "Alas." Lying on the emergency bed, Song Min let out a sigh, lifted up his clothes, and stared blankly at the ceiling, almost every time he came to the hospital was this routine.

  "Don't be afraid, little sister." The female nurse who was doing an electrocardiogram on Song Min thought that Song Min was scared and kindly comforted her. After finishing what she needed to do, she leaned over to take a look at Song Qing outside the curtain and curiously asked: "Is this your boyfriend?"

  "My brother."

  "What a talented person!" The nurse sighed, blushing quietly, with a hint of suppressed excitement in her voice.

  Song Min didn't look but knew what the female nurse was thinking in her heart, and calmly said "uh-huh", then said: "My sister-in-law is also especially beautiful."

  Female nurse: “......”

  Took the electrocardiogram back to the clinic, the doctor pointed to the examination bed next to him, "Lie down, lift up your clothes."

  Song Min's face was stunned, a male doctor, asking her to take off her clothes????

  Song Qing furrowed his brow, "Isn't there a female doctor?"

  "There is no female doctor on duty today." The male doctor helplessly spread his hands, he often encountered such situations, at first he was also embarrassed, but later he got used to it after encountering many times.

  "Wait a minute." Song Qinghe nodded to the male doctor and took Song Min out of the consulting room, making a phone call: "Hello, Auntie, it's Qinghe."

  "Are you available now? I'm at the hospital with Song Min. The female doctor who didn't perform the heart color ultrasound."

  "Don't worry, Song Min is fine."

  "Alright."

  ……

  Song Qing hung up the phone and patted Song Min's head, "Be good, wait a while."

  "Who were you just calling?" Song Min's scalp felt numb, with a sense of foreboding.

  Song Qing's lips lightly opened: "Warm words, Mom."

  Song Min: "......"

  "Why are you calling Auntie!!!!!!" Song Min grabbed Song Qinghe's arm frantically, if Auntie found out she would definitely tell Wen Yan, and Wen Yan would definitely worry, who knows she might even rush over in the middle of the night……her man didn't care about her but her second brother did!!!!!

  "What's got you excited?" Song Qinghe raised an eyebrow and pulled Song Min to sit on the chair outside the consulting room, "Another excitement and your heart rate will speed up again."

  "I..."

  "Auntie will be here soon, don't worry." Song Qinghe interrupted Song Min's words very calmly.

  What？！！！

  Is Mom coming over??????

  Song Min's heart skipped a beat, and she began to tense up, not knowing where to put her hands and feet. It seemed that since she and Wen Yan had been together, she hadn't met Wen Yan's parents before. Now, with Auntie coming over... this was probably the first time she would be meeting her as a daughter-in-law.

  "Good job." Seeing Song Min's tense appearance, Song Qing snorted and looked away, a hint of a smile on his lips. He was still shy, but after all these years, his wooden and naive sister had finally shown some feminine shyness. It was just that Wen Yan had it easy, not having to put in much effort to bring his sister back home.

  "If you can still be so calm when meeting your father-in-law and mother-in-law, I admire you." Song Min looked at Song Qinghe with an expressionless face, but in his heart he really wanted to strangle him to death.

  Song Qing turned his face with a seemingly smiling yet not quite smiling expression, looking at Song Min, with a mocking smile in his eyes: "You've thought that far ahead? Wen Yan has really got you wrapped around her finger."

  "You're not also being eaten to death by Liang Yijie? How dare you say that to me?" Song Min shot back, not being polite at all. She's no longer afraid of Song Qinghe now; his intimidating power over her might have collapsed on the day they ate small lobsters...

  At the end of October in F city, the temperature at night was very low.

  Sitting stupidly outside the consultation room, Song Min's hands and feet were shaking badly, as if he had Parkinson's disease, and it took him half a day to type out a sentence to send to Yuan Siyu: It's all over, I'm about to meet Wen Yan's mother...

  Yuan Siyu: Are you and Wen Yan living together?!?!?!

  Song Min: ……

  Song Min turned her head and read the message she sent to Yuan Siyu carefully, but there was no ambiguity in it. How did Yuan Siyu infer that she and Wen Yan were cohabiting? Wasn't their brain circuit for studying law different from normal people's?

  Yuan Siyu: What are you talking about? It's not like you're the one who made the first move, it was Wen Yan who chased after you!

  Song Min: What does it have to do with who's chasing whom...

  Yuan Siyu: Anyway, you've all seen each other many times before, it doesn't matter this one time.

  Song Min: It's different...

  Yuan Siyu: Exactly the same!!!!!

  Song Min: "......"

  Song Min was speechless, just about to respond when she heard a flurry of footsteps rushing in their direction. Subconsciously, she looked up to see Wen Yan's parents hurrying towards her with anxious expressions. Song Min's hand slipped and her phone fell to the ground with a loud "clatter".

  Song Min quietly squatted down on the ground to pick up his cell phone.

  "Good job." Song Qinghe glanced at Song Min and stood up to greet Wen Yan's parents, "Uncle and Auntie, I'm really sorry, it's so late but we're still disturbing you."

  "What are you talking about, we're all family." Wen's mom looked worried and saw Song Min squatting on the ground, hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her, "Song Min, what's wrong with you?"

  "Ah?" Song Min pinched his phone and raised his head, stunned for two seconds like an idiot. "No no no no no, I just picked up a cell phone."

  Song Min got up awkwardly and greeted Wen Yan's parents, "Uncle and aunt are good."

  "Hello." Wen Dad nodded and sized up Song Min.

  Song Min's face slowly turned red.

  "Let's go, follow Auntie in." Warm Mom led Song Min into the examination room.

  The male doctor who was reviewing the medical records stood up and said, "Director, what brings you here?"

  "Come and take a look at your daughter-in-law." Mama Wen pointed at Song Min, her eyes full of smile, then turned around to wash her hands.

  The male doctor grew up with a big mouth, and although the director was said to be gentle in temperament, there was a strictness and aloofness beneath his gentleness that made people dare not approach him. When the director's son was at the hospital before, many female doctors had their eyes on him, but no one knew how to get close to him.

  This little girl is so young, looking at her master's smile is just like looking at her own daughter, it's a genuine liking from the heart, not simple, not simple.

  "I'll go out first, if there's anything, you can call me." The male doctor went out of the consultation room with a keen sense of observation and saw Wen Yan's father standing outside with a smile on his face, and hurriedly called out "Hello, Director."

  "Hello." Warm words, Dad nodded.

  The male doctor was relieved that his attitude had been good just now, otherwise he would be in trouble if he offended the director and the president's daughter-in-law.

  "Is it often like this?" Wen's mom looked carefully at the impact on the screen, her expression very serious.

  "It's occasional, last time was because I didn't rest well, this time is because I got startled."

  Just now Song Min lifted her clothes and lay on the examination bed, still quite shy. But Wen Yan's mother said to her: We are all women, what you have I also have, why be shy?

  Song Min couldn't help but let out a "heh" and laughed out loud, relaxing completely.

  "There's nothing serious." After checking, Mom Wen let out a sigh of relief, "Get dressed now."

  "Aunt, can't... don't tell Wenyan..." Song Min put on his clothes and sat on the examination bed, twisting and turning, blushing for half a day before finally managing to squeeze out these few words.

  "Why don't you tell him?" Mama Wen said with a knowing smile, her mouth corners almost reaching the back of her ears.

  "I... I'm afraid he'll worry." Song Min's face turned even redder.

  "That little brat should be worried."

  "Huh?"

  "Just kidding." Warm Mom laughed happily, with fine lines visible at the corners of her eyes, and pulled Song Min out of the examination room.