C252 The Macho Side

Soong Lengge seemed to have just thought of the use of the rag. Yung Qianxia thought Soong Lengge would pick it up, but he said calmly, "Since it is a curtain, there is no need for it to exist. It is also good to throw it away."

Yung Qianxia jumped off the chair and went to pick it up without saying anything. When she turned around, Soong Lengge was still standing there, looking at the furnishings in the room. He nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad, you are very clever. It seems that I need you to bring it here earlier."

Yung Qianxia felt that she had been bullied and humiliated. In the camp, Soong Lengge was better than her.

She did not discuss with him about the preparations for moving over. After that, it was about the gala. She also talked about it before discussing it with him. Now it was the curtain again.

"Soong Lengge, what do you think I am? Your little slave. Your subordinate? You don't need my permission for anything. You can make your own decision. Do you really think you are the chief? Do you think that you can look down on others just because you are the chief? "

The more Yung Qianxia thought about it, the angrier she became. In the end, she could not hold it in anymore and said all the things she wanted to say.

Soong Lengge pulled her to the side of the bed and saw her tears ready to fall at any time. He began to realize that there was something wrong with what he did.

"Yung Qianxia, if you have something to say, say it properly. Look at you. What are you doing?" Soong Lengge felt a little helpless. Seeing Yung Qianxia crying, his heart ached.

"What is there to say? Didn't I let you make all the decisions?" Yung Qianxia was annoyed and coldly shook Soong Lengge's hand away.

Soong Lengge looked at him and his face became serious. He did not know what was wrong with Yung Qianxia.

"You started to lose your temper because I threw away your curtains?" Soong Lengge tried to restrain his temper and comforted Yung Qianxia.

"Is this about the curtains?"

Yung Qianxia's tears became more and more turbulent. She felt that Soong Lengge did not understand why she did not understand. What she wanted was a problem of attitude.

"What else could it be if it was not the curtains." Yung Qianxia's tone was cold.

The corner of Soong Lengge's mouth twitched. He looked innocent. He had just come in. Other than this matter, there seemed to be nothing else.

"Yung Qianxia, if you have something to say, let's talk it out. Once you cry, how can we continue talking?" Soong Lengge's tone softened slightly.

Yung Qianxia turned her head and said in a tsundere tone, "Soong Lengge, you bastard!"

She could not find any words to describe Soong Lengge. After holding it in for a long time, she only cursed out a sentence that did not have any lethality.

"Yung Qianxia, don't be unreasonable. The curtain is not hanging in the middle of the room. What is our relationship? We sleep on the same bed and need this thing?"

Her words were rough and not rough. Yung Qianxia was actually speechless. It was clearly a quarrel, but the more she quarreled, the more sour her heart felt. A feeling of grievance surged out from the bottom of her heart, and more tears fell from her eyes.

She got up and was too lazy to continue arguing with Soong Lengge. In the end, Soong Lengge pulled her hand and asked her, "Before I finish speaking, where are you going again?"

"I have nothing to say to you."

Yung Qianxia was really angry.

"Just because of this curtain, should we just pull it up?" Soong Lengge really had a headache. Although he had outstanding military exploits, he really had no experience in coaxing women.

Yung Qianxia was angry and cried. He was anxious and angry in his heart. It was not like Yung Qianxia's style to cry over a small matter.

"It's useless to hang it up. Soong Lengge, you don't even know how to respect people."

Yung Qianxia expressed her final opinion. Seeing that she could not leave, she sat back down with her back to him and did not look at Soong Lengge.

"Turn around." He sounded like he was giving orders.

Yung Qianxia's tears slowly calmed down. She was with a person who did not understand what was going on. It was useless even if she cried blind. Very soon, she wiped her tears. She said, "Soong Lengge, you only think about yourself. You never think about other people's feelings."

Soong Lengge got up and sat opposite Yung Qianxia. He bent down and looked at her eyes. He asked seriously, "Do you not want to live here?"

Yung Qianxia was stunned. She did not want to before, but after doing so much, her meaning was not obvious.

Now she still asked this question, it was simply embarrassing. The tears that she had held back fell down again. She said with a heavy sobbing tone, "Soong Lengge, you are really a bastard."

"After saying this, can't you change to a new line?"

Soong Lengge grabbed Yung Qianxia's wrist and made her unable to move. Seeing her cry so sadly, he thought she really did not want to live with him. Although he was a little disappointed, there was also an undeserved flame, but forcing others to do things was never his style. He directly stood up and said, "Since you don't want to, then you can go back first. Although I, Soong Lengge, am a bastard, I won't make things difficult for a woman."

It was his problem to make the woman he liked cry like this.

After Soong Lengge finished speaking, he was about to leave. He wanted to coax a woman. Hsiao Liang had said many things, but none of them were needed. He himself had no experience, so he could only let Yung Qianxia calm down first.

Yung Qianxia's crying also slowly stopped. She looked at her carefully dressed desk. And the lights. In the future, even if she sat there at night, her sight would still be very good. There was also the bathroom. It was not as small as before, and there was even a small shed. Even if Soong Lengge was injured, he could still stand there and take a shower. The shed would protect his hand.

Everything was in her mind. If she really did not agree to come over, she would not have done so.

Now it seemed that Soong Lengge's intentions were not that good. She did not need to thicken her skin and continue to stay here. Yung Qianxia wiped her tears and got up to leave.

After walking a few steps, she took away the flower that was placed on Soong Lengge's table. Although she did not know who put it there, it definitely would not be for Soong Lengge.

Yung Qianxia carried a bit of anger and smelled the scent of the flower. It was not bad. Under the scorching sun, Yung Qianxia walked very quickly. She did not notice that Soong Lengge, who was standing at the side, was staring at her back.

Seeing that she didn't cry, Soong Lengge also let out a sigh of relief.

"Boss, what happened to sister-in-law? You provoked her."

Hsiao Liang had just finished speaking when he was warned by Soong Lengge's cold gaze.

Hsiao Liang immediately shrunk his shoulders and looked away guiltily. He then said, "I'm afraid that no one else has the ability to do so except you."

"One more word and you will run ten kilometers across the field." Soong Lengge threatened with a slightly threatening look on his face.

Hsiao Liang quickly covered his mouth. In such a hot day, although ten kilometers was not a lot, it was still unbearable.