Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan's heart line said: "What is Shi Yuhan angry with? Don't help if you don't want to help, don't rely on Bai Rubing, don't you ignore him?"

In fact, she wanted to ask Si Chen and Jin Lin why Shi Yuhan was unhappy?

But she didn't want these two people to laugh at her. It is estimated that no one is more pitiful than her. Every day she lives with two people who wish her and her husband separated.

Even though she thought so, a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

In fact, Song Qinghuan knew that although they often said that, they were just talking about it. In fact, they hoped that she and Shi would stay out of the cold.

But even if she knew that she didn't want to say it, it was because their mouths were too poisonous and they didn't want to be mocked by them.

The three people with their own minds spent this way in a daze, until Shi Mu knocked on the door and entered the villa in the roar of thunder.

Seeing Shi Mu, Si Chen's expression suddenly became cold, with a disdainful arrogance on his enchanting face.

He got up, seeming to want to get up and leave.

However, Shi Mu stopped him: "Achen, wait."

Si Chen's body was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and looked at Shi Mu blankly: "What's the matter?"

Only he himself knows how happy he is at this moment. The young man guesses that he is just playing for fun. In his heart, he is still the most important.

Shi Muding looked at Si Chen, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he was thinking, thinking about what to do if he didn't take it.

Jin Lin and Song Qinghuan looked at each other, and it was self-evident that Shi Mu and Si Chen were ambiguity.

They knew that apart from thinking about Shi Mu, what he wanted to say next, he also hoped that the two of them could avoid it.

Song Qinghuan took Jin Lin to the kitchen, but didn't really leave. With a gossiping heart, they hid in the corner and watched them secretly.

Seeing the injury on Si Chen’s forehead, Shi Mu realized that he seemed to be possessed by a demon, and wanted to ask how he was injured, but he resisted it. He would not forget that he was injured tragically by being beaten by Si Chen. The teenager in the hospital.

Shi Mu sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette, his eyes drifting toward the front.

"If you have something, say it quickly!" Si Chen sat down opposite him, looking impatient.

Proud! Song Qinghuan and Jin Lin shook their heads at the same time.

Shi Mu shifted his gaze to Si Chen's body, deep and sharp, as if there was still a hint of unhappiness hidden.

Seeing Si Chen was very uncomfortable, or was aware that maybe Shi Mu was not as he thought. When he came to him for reconciliation and entanglement, Si Chen's tone suddenly softened: "What are you looking at me? Call me Is it just to look at me?"

Shi Mu put out the cigarette in his hand and sat down again, "Why are you hitting him?"

who is he? No name, but Si Chen knows.

An unnamed fire made Si Chen unable to hold it down. He stared at Shi Mu and asked sneerly: "What? You are looking for me today to vent your anger on that ladyboy."

He clenched his hands subconsciously, Shi Mu took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on Si Chen, and his voice was hoarse: "I remember to separate. You said it."

Si Chen laughed suddenly and happily: "Yes, I want to separate!"

"Then what do you mean by doing this now? I didn't feel sorry for you. Even if I'm with others, you don't seem to vent all your dissatisfaction with me on him!" Shi Mu's expression turned a little gloomy.