Teach the villain to be a man again

"What do you think happened to her? What's the good of Xie Jue's correction? It's obvious that he's angry with me!"

Mu Jiangting raised the water glass in his hand, raised it to his lips but didn't drink it, the fingertips holding the water glass turned slightly white.

Song Zhu watched him quietly without speaking, then thought of something, and looked at Mu Jiangting in surprise.

"Why are you here? Are you here to discuss business?" Although the original secretary's plot said that Mu Jiangting and Song Zhu had a pet relationship, it seemed that Mu Jiangting knew Song Zhu's aunt.

Mu Jiangting glanced at Song Zhu strangely, with suspicion in his eyes, "What are you talking about? Isn't it normal for me to come here?"

Song Zhu paused, not knowing what to say, is it normal?
At this moment, Wu Xia came out of the house with a plate of watermelon.He trotted all the way, with some excitement in his tone, "Sister Song Zhu, brother Jiang Ting, come over and eat some fruits!"

"Mom hasn't got off work at this point, sister Song Zhu, wait a while, go out with us in the afternoon, and they will come back in the evening."

"Yeah." Song Zhu looked at Wu Xia with a smile.

For Wu Xia, the cousin.It should be an important relative of Song Zhu in the original book.It seems to be Song Zhu, who grew up with her aunt's family when she was a child?
It's just that there are only one or two strokes mentioned in the original book, and there is not much description of Wu Xia.

Randomly scanning to a valuable villa next to him, and seeing Mu Jiangting again, Song Zhu suddenly wondered if Mu Jiangting's family lived here?

Then because she lived at her aunt's house for a long time when she was a child, the two became friends?
Song Zhu raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that he would be neighbors with Mu Jiangding once again when he came to the capital this summer vacation.

Introduced by her aunt, Song Zhu found a part-time job as a waiter in a small bar in a business district near their home, where she and Wu Xia worked together.

Because it was opened by an acquaintance, my aunt was more assured that they would go in.A day's work is nothing more than five to eleven o'clock in the evening, because it is close to home, so this time is not too late.

One afternoon around five o'clock, Song Zhu and Wu Xia were cleaning the table. They were wearing the lolita-style uniforms issued by the bar, and they didn't feel too hot because of the air conditioner in the room.

"Sister Song Zhu, when we have a chance, let's hang out together again! It's been a long time since I felt the pleasure of poking someone else's tire."

Song Zhu was cleaning the table, and Wu Xia propped his head on the table with one hand, and put the tablecloth on the edge of the table casually with the other hand.

Full of yearning and helplessness.

Song Zhu couldn't help laughing at this appearance, and looked at the girl again, "Why are you so obsessed with poking other people's tires?"

"Because I'm happy, and I'm not talking nonsense, my girl. I'm poking at those idlers, dandies, playboys and the like!"

"They are so bad and spend a lot of family money to do bad things, bully young ladies and so on. Wouldn't it be nice to poke their car tires? Hmph."

While talking about Wu Xia, she was filled with righteous indignation and pouted with a righteous face.

Song Zhu, "..."

Just when the two of them were about to finish wiping the table, and it was only six o'clock, a group of people came to the store.

"Waiter, bring me the best wine here! I'm so mad at you."

Accompanied by a familiar and arrogant voice, Song Zhu turned around and saw Situ Ling with a bruised nose and swollen face from the beating.

Although it is not so exaggerated to say that the nose is bruised and the face is swollen, it seems that after being beaten for a few days and plastered, it is still not good.

I was used to seeing the arrogant and domineering young master Situ Ling in the past, now seeing him like this, Song Zhu couldn't help laughing.

It doesn't matter if you don't smile, Situ Ling can hear you when you smile, "Hey, hello, who are you? Come here, what are you laughing at?"

I saw Situ Ling pointing at Song Zhu, squeezing his slightly swollen eyes, as if he couldn't see very clearly.

Song Zhu, who was named, stopped laughing immediately, and stood there quite well.

Situ Ling took a few steps to come to Song Zhu, and was about to point at her nose and yell, when he realized something was wrong.

"I said you this... this..." Situ Ling's voice suddenly became quieter as if he saw something.

He turned around Song Zhu with his eyes wide open, and then made a funny and slightly flat voice, "Hey, hey! What did I say, baby Zhuzhu, I just said that we are destined !"

"To tell you the truth, did you buy the plane ticket and follow me here? You also secretly investigated which bus I took?"

Situ Ling looked at Song Zhu suspiciously, and suppressed his excitement.The fat face that was already injured became even more funny.

Song Zhu looked at him helplessly,
"Baby Bamboo, look at the injuries on my face, they were all caused by Xie Jue. Didn't I want to bring you to my house to play that day, Xie Jue blocked me, and insisted on having a martial arts exchange with me. "

As Situ Ling said, he covered the wound on his face and grinned like a ladle.

"Little Zhuzhu, you want to be complicated with me. It's all because of you." Situ Ling was crying at this moment, standing in front of Song Zhu like a kitten begging for dried fish.

The group of Sterling's friends not far away all stared wide-eyed, looking at the girl in disbelief, while secretly smiling.

But after Situ Ling cast a stern look, he quickly stopped laughing.

Song Zhu thought for a while, looked at Situ Ling in front of him, and felt speechless for a while, "Since you are injured, you can't drink, do you want something else?"

Situ Ling was about to refuse, but when he thought of something, he looked at Song Zhu with a smile on his face, "Are you caring about me? Then I'll drink whatever you want."

At this time, Situ Ling was wearing a pair of khaki punk-style suits, which were obviously cool and handsome, but at the moment they looked extremely funny and awkward.

Song Zhu rolled his eyes at Situ Ling, "Please pay attention to your address, first of all, I don't know you well, and second, don't call me wife, baby or something."

Song Zhu frowned slightly, and said the last word without moving his lips or teeth.Just as he was about to turn around and prepare something to drink for Situ Ling, he saw Wu Xia running over with a broom in his hand.

As soon as he came up, he threw the broom on Situ Ling's head, and said while beating, "You guys are idle, not doing business, and the second generation of rich people who are mad at you! Dude! You will make trouble for others!"