You Were My Only One

Scarlet Song looked in the direction of the living room, her small face wrinkled more than bitter gourd. After yesterday's car sex
and this morning's pregnancy, the name—Younan Tang was like wisdom teeth on the gums, which would be painful if they were
pulled out, and she had to bite herself from time to time if they were not, which made her torturous.
Harry Shen put his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked at her calmly. No one would have such an expression when she
returned to her own home. She was anxious and painful, eager to get closer but tried to pretend to be indifferent. She was quite
interesting.
She clenched her fists and then pushed the door with courage and walked in. The living room was full of joy. Younan Tang and
Zijin Song were sitting side by side. They were separated by a certain distance, and there was nothing strange. If she had not
known their scandals, maybe she would been blinded by this appearance.
As soon as her figure appeared in the living room, the laughter in the room stopped. Mrs. Song saw Scarlet and then she turned
disapproving immediately. Her deep hatred for Scarlet appeared on her well-maintained face, she cursed: "You wicked girl..."
Harry followed closely behind Scarlet and walked in. Hearing Mrs. Song’s sharp cursing, he twisted his eyebrows imperceptibly
and tilted his head to see Scarlet‘s unoffensive manners, he was uncomfortable. It seemed that something was stuck in his
heart.
Seeing Harry, Mrs. Song closed her mouth when she tried to continue with her vicious words. Her attitude changed entirely. She
stood up with a smile and said as she walked: "Harry, when did you arrive? Why didn’t you make a call in advance, so we can
pick you up outside. Don't stand, come in and sit down."
Zijin didn't expect Harry to come. When Mrs. Song stood up, she also stood up and stood far away from Younan as she
managed to avert suspicion. No matter how arrogant she was in front of Scarlet, she did not dare to act recklessly in front of
Harry.
What's more, they came in together. Did they meet by accident or deliberately, did Scarlet have already told Harry about her
pregnancy? No matter how bodacious Zijin was, she was scared out of sweat at this moment.
Mrs. Song didn't think so much, she walked to Harry and stretched out her hand to pull him over and sit down. He moved before
her hand touched him, and then her hand froze in mid-air.
Harry avoided her touch. He passed Mrs. Song and walked over to the sofa. He said in a calm tone: "I passed by here just now. I
remembered that I hadn't seen you for a long time, so I come in and visit you. Am I bothering you?"

Mrs. Song retracted her hand and smiled just like a flower appearing on her face. She groaned: "Don’t say this. We are eager for
you to come every day. And if you come here in the future, call ahead. I can tell the chef prepare something you like."
Scarlet stood there, who was completely ignored by Mrs. Song. She had long been accustomed to it. Hearing Harry’s words, she
looked at him in surprise. How did he know that Younan was here?
She looked at Younan, and found that Younan was also staring at her, which seemed to threaten and warn her. She rolled her
eyes unceremoniously and ignored him.
Harry sat on the sofa, as noble as an ancient emperor. He glanced at Scarlet and just saw her rolling her eyes. The corners of
his mouth couldn't help raising. He said calmly, "Scarlet, come and sit."
With a sentence, Harry once again brought the attention of people in the living room back to Scarlet. The corners of Scarlet's
mouth twitched. She planned to sneak in and went upstairs when everyone was not paying attention to her. Everyone looked at
her now, she could only walked over.
She didn't want to sit next to Younan, and she didn't want to sit next to Mrs. Song, neither. Upon deliberate choice, only the
empty seat next to Harry was the most suitable. When she ensured the position, she walked over without hesitation and sat
down beside Harry.
She didn't know that her move was enough to make some people with a guilty conscience in the living room tremble.