Like a little frightened rabbit, Gu Baisheng was scared by him. She covered her mouth all the way and watched his face carefully.

However, she was a little tipsy.

She still couldn't hold it and fell asleep again on halfway.

When she woke up, she smelled pungent smoke.

Song Shuang didn't like smoking.

So, he rarely smoked in front of her.

But this time, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Song Shuang still sitting in the driver's seat and smoking a cigarette.

The car wasn't parked in the garage.

Instead, it stopped at the riverside of Beicheng.

It was the Chinese Laba Festival (The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month). The cruise ships on the river kept coming and going in the middle of the night. The lights of the cruise ships were very bright.

The wind outside was a bit cold, blowing in and making her cheeks uncomfortable.

She subconsciously shrank her face into the coat, only to realize that the coat belonged to Song Shuang.

Song Shuang noticed her movement.

He turned to see her looking at him with her eyes open. Suddenly, he felt a little softened.

He put out the cigarette butt and then threw it out of the car window.

After the smell of smoke in the car completely disappeared, Song Shuang closed the car window and said, "You can get more sleep. I will take you home."

"Are you sad?"

Gu Baisheng asked him.

Song Shuang lowered his eyes, "No."

"If you are sad, you can say it. I will comfort you."

She looked at him with somewhat naive and said softly.

Song Shuang raised his head in surprise. His gaze fell on her face. In the dark and deep pupils, there was an emotion rising, which made Gu Baisheng couldn't notice it.

"Have you ever said this to him?"

"Who?"

Gu Baisheng asked subconsciously.

"The man you love."

Gu Baisheng smiled, "You mean Cheng Bi?"

Song Shuang's lips opened slightly.

His fingers held the steering wheel, and the fingers joints became pale.

Cheng Bi...

It was more than eight years.

Cheng Bi had been dead for eight years.

But in her memory, Cheng Bi always existed.

No matter what he became, Cheng Bi was always engraved in her soul and cannot be eliminated.

"Cheng Bi doesn't need comfort. He is... well."

Song Shuang pulled her over.

He pressed the back of her head and kissed her lips with his cold lips.

He didn't want to listen to her mentioning that man.

He didn't want to listen to her saying the name "Cheng Bi".

He didn't want her memory to be engraved by that man.

His kiss was furious and fierce.

Gu Baisheng became confused because of the kiss, and her breathing became unsmooth.

She tried to push Song Shuang's chest.

And, she tried to struggle out of instinct.

Song Shuang would not let her go at all.

Strangely, after resisting for a while, she suddenly stopped her move.

When realized that she didn't resist anymore, Song Shuang slowly let go of her.

Her eyes were full of tears with the kiss. She looked like she was tolerant of bullying.

Song Shuang's mood was irritable. And, his sentiment was fluctuating.

He wanted to reach his arms to hold her, and he want to absorb the warmth from her.

However, before the move, the scene that he had just seen not long ago recurred in his mind.

It made him feel disgusting. He was unable to do that kind of thing at her in the car.

If he did that kind of thing to her, wouldn't it be as disgusting as that person?

Song Shuang was very upset, "Why don't you resist?"

Gu Baisheng looked at his irritable face and said softly, "I am your wife. If doing that just now makes you feel better, I won't resist. Just..."

She looked at Song Shuang, like a little white rabbit. She asked, "You need to hug me softly. If you hug me heavily, it would hurt me."

Song Shuang was shocked by her words.

"What did you say?"

He asked her again because he somewhat suspected that he had heard something wrong.

"I'm your wife..."

She repeated it.

Song Shuang took a deep breath.

Suddenly, he felt himself hateful and clownish.

And he even felt himself a little pitiful.

He married her successfully.

Even if she had another man in her heart, it made her unable to resist him.

Because of the responsibilities and obligations brought by marriage, it became a kind of shackles that kidnapped Gu Baisheng invisibly.

Day after day, even if she didn't love him, she still fulfilled the obligation of marriage.

She still learned to accept that he was her husband.

But in fact, she never loved him ever.

She accepted him only because he took her in and protected her when she was ridiculed for being unmarried and pregnant. She felt grateful for him.

Later, because of marriage, they lived with each other day after day.

She accepted the responsibilities and obligations of being a wife.

"Don't always be subject to this kind of restraint," Song Shuang raised his hand. He took off the wedding ring from his ring finger and showed it to Gu Baisheng, "If you don't love me, you don't have to perform the duties and obligations of a wife."

After speaking, Song Shuang opened the window and threw the wedding ring from his finger.

Gu Baisheng was shocked by great surprise.

She subconsciously wanted to unfasten the seat belt and get out of the car to retrieve the ring.

However, Song Shuang locked the car door. He stepped on the accelerator and drove her home.

Gu Baisheng kept looking back at the lost ring.

But the car went very fast.

She could only stare at it and was unable to get out of the car to pick it up.

Song Shuang's face was very bad.

It was terrible.

She had never seen such a cold expression on Song Shuang's face.

Even when she was disgusted by him as Bai Shengsheng, she had never seen such a cold and unsympathetic expression on Song Shuang's face.

She looked at Song Shuang.

She always felt that Song Shuang had made a terrible decision.

Expectedly, her guess was right.

Song Shuang sent her back to Hu Hui's home.

Hu Hui heard someone knock on the door late at night.

She wrapped in her coat and hurriedly came to open the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Gu Baisheng being dragged to the door by Song Shuang.

Gu Baisheng's face turned pale.

Her eyes were dazed.

Hu Hui asked, "What's wrong?"

She felt that the situation was not good.

Song Shuang said, "She is drunk. I have an urgent surgery tonight, so I send her to you for a few days."

Hu Hui grasped the point, "A few days?"

What kind of surgery should be done for a few days?

Obviously, Song Shuang wanted Gu Baisheng to stay with her for a while.

"I will come to pick her up in a few days. Please help me take care of her."

He knew that Hu Hui and Gu Baisheng were natural mothers and daughters.

And Hu Hui also knew that.

He was at ease when putting Gu Baisheng here.

Gu Baisheng was pushed to Hu Hui by Song Shuang.

Hu Hui stretched out her hand to support her. When she smelled the wine on her body, she couldn't help frowning, "Did she drink?"

"A little bit. It's not a big deal. Let her go to bed earlier."

After speaking these words, Song Shuang turned and left.

Hu Hui also wanted to call Song Shuang back.

Song Shuang had already gone downstairs.

Hu Hui turned around and went to see her daughter.

Her daughter's eyes were full of pity.

"What happened?"

Gu Baisheng was drunk, and she was about to cry sadly, "I made him angry... He doesn't want me to stay..."

Hu Hui looked at her daughter. It seemed that she was drinking too much. Hu Hui sighed helplessly, "I will ask you when you wake up tomorrow."

Gu Baisheng was sad.

There were still tears hanging in the corners of her eyes when Hu Hui comforted her to sleep.

Hu Hui recalled the seven years after Song Shuang married her daughter.

No matter what happened, Song Shuang would take good care of her daughter.

Moreover, even if Song Shuang was busy, he rarely sent her daughter to her family.

What was the cause this time?

Hu Hui couldn't figure it out.

But Song Shuang, after leaving Hu Hui's house, drove directly to the house of the Song Family.

There was no surgery.

He was just lying to Hu Hui.

In the house of the Song family, Lin Fengya just finished the phone call with her brother.

On the phone, her brother also asked about his nephew's wife.

Lin Fengya didn't say anything. Her brother said first over there, "Shuang is a good boy. It is the business to choose the right girl to marry. You have to persuade him."

"I talked to Shuang about the marriage partner several times. He was a kid who knew his own mind since he was a child, and you also know about it."

Her brother over there was speechless.

Lin Fengya said, "Or, what can you do?"

"What can I do…"

As Song Shuang's uncle, Lin Haoxiang would naturally advise his sister.

Hearing his younger sister asked, he no longer concealed it.

"Do you know that there is a well-known female host on Frontline of Beicheng?"

Lin Fengya frowned, "You mean Ke Nuan?"

"Yes," Lin Haoxiang smiled, "That girl is very smart. I can introduce her to Shuang if we have the opportunity."

"Okay, you can introduce them when you have the opportunity. Take your time."

Lin Fengya kept thinking about letting her son give up Bai Shengsheng.

But after several times, she has not succeeded. Whether it was Bai Qiong, the youngest daughter of the Bai Family, or the bad idea from the Xiao Family, neither was able to succeed.

Now, she had no idea.

Since her brother had an idea, it was good to let him do it.

Lin Fengya thought in her heart.

She still talked with Lin Haoxiang on the phone.

Then, she heard the servant outside knocking on her door, "Madam, Young Master is back."

Lin Fengya was a little surprised, "Is Shuang back?"

The servant outside answered, "Yes, Madam."

"Shuang is back. I'll go see it."

Lin Haoxiang frowned upon hearing his sister say this, "It's so late. Why is he back yet?"

It was already ten o'clock.

Even if he went home, it was a bit late.

It had passed several hours since dinner.

"Maybe something happened. I'll go see it."

Lin Fengya hung up the call.

She went downstairs to meet her son Song Shuang.

Song Shuang entered the door. He was about to go upstairs.

Seeing his mother coming out of the room, he glanced behind her.

There was no one else behind Lin Fengya.

"Why come here so late?"

"I suddenly remembered today was the Chinese Laba Festival, so I come back to see you."

Song Shuang said.

As a mother, Lin Fengya felt delighted. She quickly turned her head and happily told her servant, "Mrs. Song, go some porridge."

Mrs. Song responded and hurriedly went to the kitchen to serve porridge.

Lin Fengya gathered the shawl on her shoulders and walked downstairs, "I thought you wouldn't come home today, so I went to bed early. I didn't expect you to come back."

Song Shuang nodded, "Did my dad fall asleep?"

"No," Lin Fengya smiled slightly, "He is busy today and still hasn't come back from the company."

"He had been a long day."

Song Shuang lowered his eyes as if he was distressed for his father's hard work.