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Chapter 299 Betrothal Gift

Yu Ge still didn't speak, with her head down. Li Yi couldn't see her eyes clearly, and he didn't dare to lift her face. He could only lower his head to her face and stare at her in an extremely uncomfortable posture:

"You still don't believe me. You don't even dare to let me contact one of your subordinates. What should I do to make you believe me?"

Yu Ge smiled, which made him stunned. Yu Ge straightened his face with his hand and said seriously: "It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I respect you. It's not necessary."

"I can handle it myself. Next time, I will also consider your feelings."

After saying that, Yu Ge touched his head comfortingly, took the communicator, unlocked it and handed it to him.

The page that appeared after the communicator was unlocked was her communication page, and at the top was the message from You Xiu Shen Yan.

[You Xiu: Regarding your injuries, we can meet and discuss compensation.]

[Shen Yan: He is unconscious. I am here to negotiate with you on your behalf. How is your injury? Do you need any treatment fluid?]

[Shen Yan: If it’s convenient, I hope I can take a look at you. It’s a waste if you don’t use the Shen family’s healing fluid.]

Li Yi was a little surprised when he saw the message, but Yu Ge said nonchalantly, "Please reply to them for me. I'm not feeling well and won't see you."

Hearing this, Li Yi shook his hands, his mind went blank, and he just stared at her blankly.

She asked him to - reply her message.

Yu Ge drank water from the cup and urged them, "Hurry up and come back. I've left them alone for a long time."

Li Yi lowered his head to reply, then controlled the program to transfer the control rights of the detonator. After merging it with Lin Shuyuan's into one program, he looked up at Yu Ge.

He stared at Yu Ge in a daze, like a stray cat that was suddenly picked up and brought home.

For a long time, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, his heartbeat was like thunder in his chest, and he replied to the message while crying silently.

He finally waited for it.

Wait until Yu Ge trusts him completely.

Yu Ge waited for him to reply, then asked, "How is your training going? Can you kill Li Xing?"

Li Yi nodded nonchalantly, and then pestered him again, saying, "Yes, but there are many experts around him."

"You don't have to worry about those people. As long as you can guarantee that you can kill him."

This is the fastest way for Yu Ge to control the Li family.

Li Yi nodded, clasped his fingers with Yu Ge, picked up the communicator and took a picture, set it as the profile picture, then took Yu Ge's communicator, unlocked it by pointing it at her pupils, and set her communication page to the same profile picture.

Yu Ge let him do what he wanted until very late, then she chased him away when he tried to stay with her all night.

She didn't stay in the hospital long and was discharged three days later.

Song Jingshen came to handle the discharge procedures.

The vehicle entered the manor and drove for a while before stopping at the main villa.

Yu Ge, with thick gauze wrapped around his neck, got out of the car with the help of Song Jingshen.

Song Jingshen's brows were still furrowed, and worry was evident on his gentle and beautiful face: "How about I carry you in, Yuyu? I'm afraid you won't feel comfortable walking."

Yu Ge rejected him and strode into the towering villa in front of him.

The butler next to him opened the door for Yu Ge in time and gently reminded him to take the stairs.

Walking into the villa, the first thing that catches your eye is a huge calligraphy work -

From the sea to the boundless sky, the sky is the shore, and the mountain is the peak.

The handwriting is unrestrained and free, and an aura of arrogance and dominance that encompasses the world comes to the fore.

In the bottom corner is a very sloppy name: Xu Ling

Xu Ling?

Yu Ge keenly caught the name.

This surname is very familiar, but among the great calligraphers of the time, there seems to be no one with the surname Xu.

Where have you heard this?

"Are you waiting for me?" A voice as warm as jade sounded, and someone gently embraced Yu Ge's shoulders, and a faint warm fragrance drifted to his nose.

It’s a taste that Yu Ge would like.

Even after they broke up, Song Jingshen still cultivated himself in the way that Yu Ge liked.

Noticing Yu Ge's gaze, he explained in a gentle voice: "This is my mother's calligraphy work. My father likes it very much."

"Let's go in first, don't keep father waiting for too long."

As he spoke, Song Jingshen slid down, hooked Yu Ge's hand, slowly inserted his fingers between hers, and interlocked their fingers.

Under the guidance of Song Jingshen, Yu Ge walked through a long and beautiful corridor, with a clear fish pond of the same length on the side.

Walking out of the corridor and into the spacious living room, the luxurious decorations and tables and chairs made of golden nanmu wood fully demonstrate hundreds of years of aristocratic heritage and give people a strong sense of oppression.

Song Jingshen took Yu Ge straight past, walked for a while, turned seven or eight corners, walked through several corridors, passed three halls, and finally entered the back garden. They saw an old man squatting beside a pavilion in the distance, feeding the fish.

The butler beside him whispered something, and Song Huanming threw all the bait in his hand, stood up, turned around and looked at the two of them with a smile: "Here they come."

Song Jingshen bowed his head and greeted him. Yu Ge also said, "Chief Song."

Song Huanming waved his hand and said, "Be more casual at home. I'm older than you, so just call me Uncle Song."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yu Ge's wound again: "This wound looks quite serious."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the butler beside him: "Please bring me a tube of treatment solution."

"Thank you for your concern, Chief Song, but it's not necessary."

"You think the wound can still be used, so you don't want to treat it?" Song Huanming said cheerfully, but his tone was very sharp, "I think it would be better if you don't need it."

"The self-torture tactic is the stupidest method. Look, no one is saying anything online now, right?"

Song Huanming didn't take Yu Ge's counterattack seriously at all. He sat down in the pavilion leisurely, picked up the teacup and poured two cups of tea. He pushed it aside, raised his eyes, and smiled, "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Come and have some tea with your uncle."

Yu Ge's expression remained unchanged. As soon as she sat down, the housekeeper handed her the treatment solution. Song Huanming glared at her and said, "Why are you giving it to Xiao Yu? She's injured her neck, can she apply it herself? Of course, let Jing Shen do it!"

"They're getting married soon, there's nothing for them to avoid."

After saying that, Song Huanming looked at Yu Ge cheerfully and said, "Xiao Yu, when do you think we can meet with your mother to discuss the wedding?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and immediately someone handed him a velvet booklet with gold thread and a red background.

"This is the betrothal gift. Take a look at it first. If you are not satisfied with anything, just tell me and I will change it for you."

Song Jingshen took the treatment fluid and pushed it back to Song Huanming, who glared at him with disappointment.

Song Jingshen had no intention of dealing with it. He pursed his lips nervously and glanced at Yu Ge sideways.

Yu Ge opened the booklet, and the first line of the betrothal gift read - Director of the Propaganda Department.