Song Tianmo walked in quickly.

Reach out and push open the door to the inner room.

When he saw the scene in the ward clearly, his handsome face sank and his eyes dimmed.

Ling Fei didn't lie on the bed.

There is no hanging water either.

Apparently the water has run out.

She was standing in front of the window, her eyes were red, and she could see visible tears on her cheeks.

Chu Luo was standing right in front of her.

With a gentle expression, holding her shoulders with both hands and coaxing softly, Ling Fei wiped her tears while struggling, as if she didn't want Chu Luo to touch her, but Chu Luo was domineering and didn't let go.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the two of them looked at the door at the same time, and saw clearly that it was Song Tianmo who came, Chu Luo's body stiffened violently, and the hand holding Ling Fei's shoulders was finally put down.

Ling Fei bit her lip and looked out the window quickly, stretched out her hand and quickly wiped it on her face, and then turned her head.

"Ling Fei, what's wrong with you?"

Song Tianmo glanced at Chu Luo sharply, walked quickly to Ling Fei's side, and looked at the bright light in front of the window, Ling Fei's face was extremely pale.

Those eyes, as red as rabbits, were a little swollen.

Song Tianmo's heart tightened.

"What's wrong? What's so sad...... I heard Aunt Li say, you didn't eat much at lunch today, and you have no appetite? ”

While asking Ling Fei, his cold gaze looked at Chu Luo again, only to find that Chu Luo was no longer in the ward.

"I'm fine." Ling Fei didn't look at Song Tianmo either, she looked out the window again: "I'm really fine." ”

Song Tianmo was furious.

"Ling Fei, do you have to hide something from me? My eyes are crying like this and I say it's okay, are you lying to me or yourself? ”

Although he was angry, Song Tianmo still tried his best to suppress his temper.

He didn't want to be angry at Ling Fei.

Especially the way Ling Fei looks now.

Ling Fei pursed her red lips.

Why are you crying?

She naturally didn't want to tell Song Tianmo.

She can't tell Song Tianmo that she cried because Aunt Chu disliked her status as an illegitimate daughter and felt that she was not worthy of being the future daughter-in-law of the Chu family, right?

It's no wonder that Song Tianmo didn't get angry when he heard it.

In fact, she didn't want to cry either.

Although angry, although sad...... Of course, she was not sad that she could not become the future hostess of the Chu family, she had never had that kind of mind for Chu Luo.

She is sad, and even Mother Chu, who has treated her as a daughter since she was a child, dislikes her background.

Although Aunt Chu didn't say anything, she even asked Chu Luo to take her back when she was on vacation, but she could hear that she was really disgusted.

She felt uncomfortable.

The stomach was also uncomfortable and ached terribly.

If it weren't for Chu Luo, who saw that she didn't talk much and didn't have much energy, she kept asking questions, and she had been careful to make amends, and she wouldn't have attracted the tears that she had finally suppressed.

What's even more depressing is that he was hit by Song Tianmo.

Ling Fei didn't expect him to rush over at this time, and when she left this morning, she knew that Song Tianmo was actually quite busy today.

"Ling Fei!"

Song Tianmo suddenly reached out and pinched her chin with his fingers, making her look up at herself, and the two looked at each other.

Ling Fei was forced to look him in the eye.

Song Tianmo's eyes were very dark at this time, as deep as the sea, and he looked at Ling Fei fixedly, as if he wanted to see into the depths of her heart from his eyes.

Ling Fei sighed secretly.

Knowing that he would not give up without giving him a trustworthy reason.

"It's really fine, it's on the news today...... Everyone misunderstood me and my second brother. ”

Song Tianmo looked at her silently.

Ling Fei looked at him with red eyes, and after a while, Song Tianmo seemed to believe it, and finally let go of the hand that was pinching her chin.