Chapter 1453 Choice

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"This bastard has taken advantage of you so much!" Huang Yaoshi was furious and slapped a stone railing next to him, shaking the railing to pieces.

"That night, he didn't mean it either. Everything can only be said to be good fortune to trick people, not to mention that he saved the lives of me and Brother Jing many times." Huang Rong also told her father about many things that happened later, especially It was Lin'an who rescued him several times this time. In fact, she didn't understand why she would speak for that person, but seeing her father's rage, she couldn't help explaining it for Song Qingshu.

Huang Yaoshi gave her a deep look: "Have you already developed feelings for him?"

Huang Rong's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly shook her head: "No, absolutely not!"

Huang Yaoshi gave him a deep look and stopped talking. After a long silence, he finally said, "Rong'er, whose child is in your womb?"

Huang Rong trembled and said with a blushing face, "Of course it's Brother Jing's."

"Really?" Huang Yaoshi's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Huang Rong bit her lip and said, "Anyway, the child's surname is Guo."

Huang Yaoshi was thoughtful, and stopped asking questions on this topic, but changed the subject: "Does Guo Jing know about this?"

Huang Rong shook his head blankly: "I didn't tell him."

Huang Yaoshi sighed, "Although I have always disliked that kid Guo Jing, but I admit that he is a hero who stands above the ground. You can't hide this from him for the rest of your life."

"What's the point of telling him about this, except to increase his troubles and cause irreparable rifts in the relationship between our husband and wife," Huang Rong said firmly, "I will never let him know about this, I will use I will spend the rest of my life making up for what I owe him."

Huang Yaoshi shook his head: "This is what worries me the most, you barely maintain this marriage, and in the end you will have more guilt and debt, and you will never be able to return to that pure love, so you really Will you be happy?"

"And it's not your fault in the first place. From what I know about Guo Jing, if you tell him the truth, he won't blame you. Instead of spending a lifetime full of deceit and guilt, it's better to tell him frankly and thoroughly. Untie this knot."

Huang Rong's face turned pale: "Dad, don't force me, I really can't tell him the truth about this kind of thing."

Huang Yaoshi gave her a deep look: "It seems that you still have a genuine affection for the boy surnamed Song."

"I didn't!" Huang Rong hurriedly denied.

Huang Yaoshi walked to the door of the tomb and opened the stone door, looking at the roaring storm outside, and after a long time he said, "You are in a dilemma right now, and your reason tells you that you can't do things that are sorry for Guo Jing, but you can't control your emotions... I know. What are you worried about? Not only are you worried about hurting Guo Jing, but you are also worried about being cast aside by the whole world, but you are my Dongxie's daughter, so why bother with the red tape? , with Song Qingshu, even if the whole world spurns you, my father will support you."

Huang Rong looked at him in surprise: "Dad, do you appreciate Song Qingshu so much?"

A trace of anger flashed across Huang Yaoshi's face: "I admire his ass!"

He also realized that he was a little rude, and snorted before continuing: "I just want you to pass through regret and hesitation, and help you make a choice: either cut off with the surname Song, and don't communicate with each other at all, and then tell Guo Jing everything. , so that you won't be afraid of Song Qingshu entangled with you in the future; or it's better to have short-term pain than long-term pain, break up with Guo Jing directly, and let Song Qingshu marry you, then you will be completely relieved, and the child will also have a biological father."

Huang Rong blushed and was about to drip water: "Dad, I told you that the child is not..."

Huang Yaoshi interrupted directly: "It's okay, it's okay, take your mother's face seriously, you don't have to worry so much, think carefully about how to choose."

Huang Rong took a deep breath and replied firmly, "I've thought about it for a long time, so of course I choose Brother Jing."

Huang Yaoshi stared at her eyes and said coldly, "Well, if the surname Song comes to pester you in the future, I will break his dog's legs!"

Huang Rong couldn't help muttering, "Whoever breaks whose leg may be..."

Huang Yaoshi instantly raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

Huang Rong stuck out her tongue, as if she was back in her teenage years, and hurriedly explained with a smile: "Father, no matter how Song Qingshu said that he saved my life and brother Jing, he is also our friend, how can we not communicate at all? When Brother Jing asks me, I don't know how to explain it."

"Confused, you have had skin-to-skin relationship, and no matter how often you come into contact, there is no guarantee that you will make mistakes and do something you regret." Huang Yaoshi said angrily.

"No, I'm measured." Huang Rong said stubbornly.

"I hope so." Huang Yaoshi sighed, the storm outside seemed to be a little lighter at the moment, and he continued, "While we're going home soon, your clothes aren't dry, right? Go back and have a hot wash. I changed my clothes in the shower."

"Yeah." Huang Rong's face turned red, but she was secretly moved. Although her father had been reprimanding her, he still cared about her body, worried that she would contract the cold from wet clothes.

Huang Yaoshi picked up the scorpion that had just been placed at the door and put it on his daughter, protecting her all the way back home. He hurriedly ordered the servants to prepare hot water and clean clothes for her to bathe in, while he hurried back to the room to prepare a prescription for her to ward off the cold and relieve the miscarriage.

Let's say Huang Rong was lying in the tub, with a sense of warmth rising all over her body, and she stared out the window blankly, despite the current storm.

Much smaller, but still a dangerous sea weather.

"I don't know if he will be buried in the sea?" Huang Rong muttered to herself.

"You just want me to die." At this time, a playful voice came from the room.

Huang Rong turned her head in disbelief and saw that Song Qingshu was leaning on the window sill on the other side, looking at this side with a half-smile.

"Didn't you go to sea?" Huang Rong exclaimed.

"You just went to the sea," Song Qingshu's head turned black when he heard the word "going to the sea", "I wouldn't have the embarrassment to stay in the situation just now, otherwise your father wouldn't fight with me. But I'm not a fool, such a big The storm goes to sea... ahhh, go out to sea to feed the fish."

"So you came back quietly?" There was a smile in Huang Rong's eyes.

"Of course, it's fortunate that you explained to me the organization on the island before, so that I could find it all the way here, otherwise I would have been blown into the sea if I ran into the sky in such a big storm." Song Qingshu said happily.

Huang Rong remembered something, put her hands on her chest nervously, and shrank to the bottom of the tub, only one head was exposed: "When did you come?"

Song Qingshu laughed: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, I didn't see anything."

Only then did Huang Rong secretly breathe a sigh of relief, but when she heard the next sentence from him, she almost fainted: "Anyway, I've read everything that should be seen and shouldn't be seen."

"You!" Huang Rong was breathing rapidly, her eyes were full of anger.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and wash it. I was soaked in soup, and I felt very uncomfortable. I also want to wash it." Song Qingshu said while pulling on the wet clothes on his body, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Don't mess around, my father is not far away, I'm going to shout." Huang Rong was startled, and her body became more and more hidden underwater.

Song Qingshu glanced at her angrily: "Where did you go, I don't want to wash with you, I want you to wash it with water after you finish."

Huang Rong's face flushed, and she categorically refused, "No way!"

"Why?" Song Qingshu asked blankly.

"I've washed this water, how can...how can I give it to you?" Huang Rong bit her lip and said angrily.

"Then what should we do, do you ask those servants to prepare another bucket of water? A shrewd person like your father will definitely think of something," Song Qingshu waved his hand and said thoughtfully, "Don't worry, I won't despise you. bath water."

Huang Rong almost fainted out of breath. What do you mean you don't despise me? It's obviously because I despise you, okay? How can a woman's bath water be used by a man?

However, she also knew that what Song Qingshu said made sense. If she drank a bucket of water again, her father's ingenuity would definitely be able to detect the abnormality. Seeing how soaked he was at the moment, she knew that he was the dignified King Qi, if he hadn't sent her Come back, it won't be so embarrassing.

Sighing secretly, Huang Rong said, "Then just wait."

"Okay, you wash slowly, I'm not in a hurry." Song Qingshu was leaning on the windowsill in a leisurely manner, but his demeanor was very unrestrained.

Huang Rong thought to herself that with you here, how could I wash slowly, although he didn't look here, she always felt very uncomfortable. Out of the corner of the eye, she swept over the screen to the side, picked up the towel next to it, and tangled it. Above the screen, he pulled it over and blocked it between the two.

Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling a little depressed: "You don't believe in my character."

Huang Rong spat and scolded with a smile, "What kind of character do you have."

Song Qingshu snorted, "I didn't do anything to you Qiu along the way, did I?"

"Then what happened to the sedan chair from the Han residence?" Huang Rong's words left him speechless.

"As the saying goes, knowing mistakes can improve a lot, didn't I correct them later?" Song Qingshu muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Because you behaved like a gentleman later on, that's why I kept you in the house so politely, or do you think I would tolerate you like this?" Huang Rong quickly wiped her body and hid behind the screen to get her clothes on. Come.

Song Qingshu was in tears at this moment. Good people have good rewards. The ancients are honestly not deceiving me. If she had never agreed to change clothes and bake in the same room as her before, let alone take a bath like this. It was time to stay in the room.

Although she couldn't see it, the air machine was locked, and she could hear that she was in a hurry to get dressed. Song Qingshu couldn't help but reminded: "Don't worry, I won't peep, you are pregnant, be careful not to slip on the ground. fall."

Huang Rong's heart warmed: "I see."

When she came out from behind the screen, Song Qingshu couldn't help but stare blankly. The long dress at home showed the demeanor of a young woman. The silk long skirt was gently wrapped around a body that was plump and graceful enough to make countless men enchanted, especially because she had just taken a bath and played with her body There is also a faint trace of water vapor, as if a fairy descended to the earth.

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