She rested her chin on her hand, looked out the window, the straw was bitten by her mouth, but the amount of drink remained untouched.

"Vivi."

With the warm voice coming from behind, Lin Wei finally retracted her gaze.

She smiled and turned her head, "Hey, you're here."

Song Kechen was wearing a white sweatshirt, and his tall and straight figure of 1.8 meters was like a clothes rack. There were beads of sweat on the broken hair on his forehead, and his face was flushed red.

"Huh—I haven't worked out for a long time, and I've been running for an hour, and I'm still very tired." Song Kechen sat opposite her and drank the boiled water in front of her in one breath. Then he breathed out comfortably and blinked his eyes jokingly. " Or you know me, know how to help me prepare water, moved!"

During the days when Lin Wei came to France, she finally calmed down, not as dead as when she first came.

Judging from her appearance and dress alone, she couldn't tell that she was a woman or a mother.

Half a month ago, if Song Kechen hadn't pulled her out of the abyss, I'm afraid she would have committed suicide.

"Come to me in a hurry, what's the matter?" Song Kechen looked at her and asked.

"Ke Chen." An apologetic look appeared on Lin Wei's face, "I have caused you trouble during this time."

In the morning, she suddenly received a call from Song's mother. Lin Wei actually knew in her heart that this was not the way to go.

Mother Song told her very seriously that their Song family would never want a divorced woman with a child as their daughter-in-law.

"Let go of my son and persuade him to return to China. I can give you five hundred thousand to save your child."

Mother Song's words flashed through Lin Wei's mind, and Lin Wei gritted her teeth and looked at him, "Ke Chen, I, I want to go back to China."

"Why? Are you still thinking about that man?" Song Kechen didn't notice her strangeness, thinking that she still couldn't forget Lu Fan.

He said angrily, "Have you forgotten how he and the Lin family treated you back then?!"

"But that's always my home..." Lin Wei's mind was in a mess, and it was lame when she lied.

"Home? Oh, does Lin Sentian think of you as his daughter? If so, he wouldn't just watch you and Lu Fan divorce and let Lu Fan marry Lin Xue!"

Song Kechen's eyes shone with red light, and he was a little excited, "Wake up, Lin Wei, that's not your home!"

Lin Wei was also a little anxious, and the corners of her eyes became moist when she thought of Mother Song's words in the morning.

"Yes, the Lin family is not my family, but yours is not my family!"

"You!" Song Kechen sank his eyes angrily. Seeing that all the foreign friends around were looking at them, Song Kechen grabbed Lin Wei's wrist and dragged her out, "Follow me."

"Let me go!" Lin Wei struggled as she walked, but still couldn't resist the man's strength.

There were red marks on his wrist. This should be Song Kechen's first time losing his temper.

Lin Wei sat on the park bench sobbing, "I am a divorced woman with a sick child! But what about you! The career is great and the future is bright! Why should I be dragged down by me!"

"Your parents won't agree!"

Song Kechen sat next to her, smoking a cigarette silently, the smoke lingering, his voice was hoarse, "Weiwei, tell me honestly, are my parents looking for you?"

Lin Wei froze for a while, but still shook her head, "Ke Chen, go back to China, I can take Xiaomo myself."

"And the fact that you took me away will be found out by Lu Fan sooner or later. With his ruthlessness, he will definitely go to your parents to ask for someone..." Thinking of this, Lin Wei couldn't help trembling, she was so scared , I was afraid that Lu Fan would find her and take her child away.

"Am I afraid of him?"