private marriage

What a happy scene.

Just after the red light, the driver tapped the accelerator and drove out, Jiang Xiuzhi also looked back.

In the evening, Song Wen called Xiao Zizhai's property manager. "Excuse me, is Mr. Xiao at home?"

"Young Master Xiao went out today, I asked too much, and he said he was on a business trip."

Song Wen hurriedly said thank you. Although she left, some important documents were still there, and it would be troublesome to reissue them one by one. Since Xiao Zizhai was not at home, she could go there.

Song Wen came to his residence and tried to press his fingerprint, but it was not deleted.

She opened the door and went in. The room was deserted, and Xiao Zizhai was indeed nowhere to be seen.

She didn't dare to linger, so she went straight to the cloakroom and opened one of the drawers, which contained her wallet, ID card, bank card and other things.

Song Wen was about to leave after taking it, but as soon as she reached the door of the bedroom, she heard a movement from outside.

The door was opened, she was so frightened that she didn't know where to hide, Xiao Zizhai helped a wobbly figure in.

The woman was almost hanging on him, "Why did he do this to me? I'll be happy if I ruined it? What good will it do him?"

"It's all because of Chu Xu, Yiqi, don't be too sad, this matter will pass soon."

"I can't make it through..." Tong Yiqi tugged on Xiao Zizhai's arm, and almost sat up on it, "I became a joke in the eyes of others."

"No, your talent is obvious to all, and what happened that day can't explain anything..."

"But they intentionally put a plagiarized hat on my head, and I can't take it off. Even if I was splashed with dirty water, they only care about how dirty I am, and don't care whether I am black or white."

If Song Wen hadn't been afraid of Xiao Zizhai, she would have rushed out at this time, tearing away Tong Yiqi's hypocrisy.

It's obvious that he plagiarized, but it's like being framed by someone, which is disgusting.

However, Xiao Zizhai was quite fond of it, "You have a rest first."

"I don't want to go back, I hate going home, I hate looking at people." Tong Yiqi was drunk, and leaned her head on Xiao Zizhai's shoulder, "You are the best for me, really."

Song Wen stood at the door, the door was half-closed, she saw Tong Yiqi stood on tiptoe and kissed Xiao Zizhai's face.

The man's tall figure froze immediately, as if his whole body had been sucked out of his soul.

Tong Yiqi was used to acting, she backed away and giggled at Xiao Zizhai, the man's eyes were full of complexity, "Yiqi, do you know who I am?"

Could it be that he was so drunk that he mistook him for Jiang Xiuzhi?

Seeing this king-level green tea made Song Wen's stomach churn, and she definitely wouldn't explain it.Sure enough, Tong Yiqi just kept laughing, not saying he was Xiao Zizhai, let alone Jiang Xiuzhi.

"I'll take you to rest."

Xiao Zizhai supported Tong Yiqi to walk towards the guest bedroom. Song Wen saw the two of them going in, and she probably wouldn't come out in a while, so she hurriedly tiptoed out.

She walked lightly, and she was about to reach the door.

A sudden voice came from behind, with a trembling ending, "Song Wen."

She was about to run, but Xiao Zizhai moved faster than her. As soon as Song Wen opened the door, he saw his arm coming over, and the door slammed shut.

Before Song Wen could struggle, a heavy force came from her shoulders. She didn't know why Xiao Zizhai was so strong. She fell out, and the hard floor almost smashed her body.

Supported by her hands, Tong Yiqi ran out of the bedroom. "What's wrong?"

"It's none of your business, go back quickly."

Song Wen's hair was also disheveled, and the things in her bag were scattered, so she hurried over to pick up her wallet.

Xiao Zizhai took two steps forward. He didn't change his shoes when he entered the door, and his leather shoes stepped on the back of Song Wen's hand.

He just exerted a little force, and she couldn't take it anymore.

Xiao Zizhai stared at the pain on her face coldly, "Are you willing to come back?"

"I'm just here to get what's mine."

"Song Wen, you played me so badly."

Song Wen wanted to withdraw her hand, but Tong Yiqi stumbled over and slapped her with her hand, relying on the strength of the wine.

"What enmity do I have with you? You want to hurt me like this, Chu Xu, you're still haunted——"

Song Wen wanted to avoid it, but she was restrained by Xiao Zizhai and could not move. Her head was tilted to one side, and the man's heartbeat seemed to speed up. He didn't say anything, and his face was dark and scary.

Song Wen smiled, "Miss Tong, if I were really Chu Xu, you would not be so chic by now."

"What do you mean?"

"I think you are in good spirits, are you not drunk?"

Tong Yiqi clenched the palm hanging by her side little by little. If Song Wen hadn't appeared halfway and saved Chu Xu's situation, the woman would not have been able to deal with her.

"Xiao Zizhai, do you like this Miss Tong?"

Xiao Zizhai's face turned livid, "What did you say?"

"Didn't you realize it yourself? I think Miss Tong knows better than you, otherwise she wouldn't ask you to do everything you can to show your conscience for her. "

The masks on the faces of the two seemed to be torn off at the same time. One was furious, and the other stood there dazed.

Tong Yiqi stepped forward and grabbed Song Wen's hair, "Who doesn't know what kind of person you are? It's the same as your friend, but your life is not as good as hers. Since you went for men's money from the beginning, you should Don't pretend to be arrogant with me here."

Enduring the pain, Song Wen pulled her palms out from under Xiao Zizhai's feet. She kept exerting force, her face grim with pain.

The backs of Song Wen's hands were red, she didn't look carefully, and pushed Tong Yiqi hard.

She was already drunk, and Song Wen tried her best again. When Xiao Zizhai realized something was wrong and wanted to pull it, Tong Yiqi had already fallen down.

There was a bang and ping-pong sound from behind, and she first hit the table and then knocked over a chair.

Tong Yiqi screamed, Xiao Zizhai hurried forward, "What's wrong? Yiqi."

Her forehead hit the chair leg, showing a red mark, and Song Wen heard the sound of the doorbell.

She got up and rushed over, and opened the door. She saw Jiang Xiuzhi standing outside.

Xiao Zizhai picked up the glass on the table and threw it at it. The glass hit Song Wen's head impartially. At that moment, she felt dazzled and fell down weakly.

Jiang Xiuzhi took a step in and looked at the ground expressionlessly. "What is this for?"

Tong Yiqi covered her forehead with her hand. Although she didn't bleed, it was in excruciating pain.

Song Wen had a headache and dizziness, and raised her hand at Jiang Xiuzhi, but he just closed the door casually.