After the flash marriage, Mr. Jiu, your wife seduced Li Wanyi and Song Yubai

Night Bar.

The lights were dim and gorgeous, and the dancers twisted their sexy waists and buttocks on the stage.

In the dark corner, there was only the greeting of music, and Song Yubai silently played with the wine glass in his hand.

His brows were furrowed, his expression changed several times, and his entire face showed an indistinguishable complex look.

Gradually, everything seemed to calm down, leaving only a trace of thought, as thick as fog, almost surrounding him.

Xu Jingyang raised his head and drank all the whiskey in the glass.

He was very excited and said, "That's it! The one with the tight skirt in the middle! Do you want to take her to your Jiuxuanmen?"

Song Yubai looked at it and shook his head, "Yangzi, your taste is getting worse and worse. Tell me, how can you look as good as Li Wanyi?"

"This is no better than Li Wanyi's figure with bigger breasts and a pert ass!"

Snapped--

Song Yubai threw the cup in his hand, almost hitting Xu Jingyang in the face, and the glass shattered on the ground.

"No comparison."

Xu Jingyang was a little angry, "Damn it, Song Jiuxuan, you are sick! If you hit your head like this, it won't kill you!"

These words directly ignited Song Yubai's anger. He was scolded for being sick for the second time tonight.

"From now on, don't be too obscene."

"Didn't you ask this yourself on the phone? Ask the leading lady here if she is as good-looking as Li Wanyi! You don't like her, so what's the matter with me!"

Song Yubai's expression changed slightly and his eyes darkened, "She is my wife on the marriage certificate no matter what."

Xu Jingyang knew his urinary nature and couldn't offend him, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I won't say anything anymore."

Suddenly he came back to his senses, "Jiu Xuan, could it be that you have fallen in love with Li Wanyi?"

This is the second time Xu Jingyang asked.

"do not like."

Song Yubai answered quickly and simply.

Xu Jingyang said sincerely, "Jin'an is doing well, don't let me down."

Song Yubai's expression was dark and unclear, "Yes, I know."

"Gu Yanzhi's grandfather turns ninety, what are you going to give him?"

"Ink painting scrolls by Li Songnian from the Song Dynasty."

"Authentic?"

"nonsense…"

Jingle Bell--

Song Yubai's cell phone rang, and a series of unfamiliar numbers were displayed on the screen.

After seeing the caller, Song Yubai frowned slightly.

"Yangzi, you play for now, I'll go take a call."

"Li Wan wants to check the post?"

"Who dares to check me? It's a work matter."

Song Yu finished his words and strode towards the quiet place outside.

Came to the corridor outside, turned on the connect button, and said, "Hello."

A man's deep and steady voice came from the other end of the phone, "Jiuxuan, you said your friend saw Wanyi at BKing. I've searched all over the place and couldn't see her. Besides, it's so smoky here that Wanyi doesn't look like her." I would come to a place like this to play.”

Song Yubai's lips curled up into a sneer, "Gu Yanzhi, I'm curious how you and Li Wanyi spent the past few years abroad? You seem to have no idea about her temperament. She is very wild, and is more wild than men. She knows how to play, and I feel inferior in front of her."

Gu Yanzhi paused for a moment, "Jiu Xuan, Wan Yi is a good girl. It's not easy for her to travel to various countries in the past few years abroad. Don't say that about her."

"I've already brought you the words. I'm not interested in anything else. But I want to remind you to find her as soon as possible. If it's too late, you might open a room with some wild man and die."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yubai was silent, with restrained indifference and alienation on his face.

"Handsome guy, do you want an appointment?"

The woman was wearing a tight black suspender skirt, which slightly revealed her snow-like breasts. The hem of the skirt only covered her buttocks, and her waist was tightly cinched, exuding an alluring invitation.

Song Yubai smiled charmingly and raised his fingers, "Do you know who I am?"

Half of the woman's body was almost pressed against Song Yubai's body, "Who knows about the Ninth Master of Songcheng?"

Song Yubai smelled the strong perfume and frowned unconsciously.

"Then you still dare to seduce me?"

"Is it possible that Mr. Jiu still beats women? If it were in bed, I would be willing to be beaten by you."

"You are quite sensible, but the smell of your perfume is too strong for my liking."

Song Yu finished speaking, and the woman staggered as he pushed her.

The woman pouted her lips dissatisfiedly, thinking he was flirting, so she pressed against him again.

Song Yu's white eyes were as cold as ice, and he only uttered one word, "Get out."

The woman was frightened by the sudden roar and trembled. The moment she retracted her hand, her eyes flashed.

*

Jialin King Court.

Wu Xitong and Li Wanyi had facial masks on their faces. One of them was holding half a piece of watermelon in his hand and eating. The mask became wrinkled due to the intensity of eating.

"Why do you want me to pretend to be calling you from BKing?"

"Song Yubai was called by Xu Jingyang to the 'Night' to see the top dancer. We can't lose to him on this matter."

Wu Xitong pushed the spoon in his hand hard, "Song Yubai is a scumbag! And Xu Jingyang, a fool with legs as big as his grandmother! His head was kicked by a donkey! I have seen it a long time ago. He has a simple mind and strong limbs. He is like this You also have to look at the top card, and the girls who can make people cheat are gone!"

Li Wanyi smiled and said to her heart, you two are mutually exclusive, you two can't come up with the same idea.

Wu Xitong then asked, "Is it going well for you to go to the old house tonight?"

"It went very well. His family is very nice, especially my grandma, who also gave me a ring."

Li Wanyi finished speaking and stretched out the ring on her left finger to show Wu Xitong.

Wu Xitong's eyes flashed, "This is incredible, Yibao, this ring is not ordinary!"

"What do you say?"

After Li Wanyi finished speaking, Wu Xitong went to get his laptop and quickly typed on the keyboard.

Wu Xitong quickly turned the screen around and said, "Look if this is what you are wearing on your hand."

The screen showed an introduction to the ring and which generation of the Song family it had been passed down to.

A gold and jade ring, a cultural relic from 1053 AD (the Renzong period of the Northern Song Dynasty).

It continues the inheritance of the Song family and is an heirloom of the Song family. It is only passed down to the matron of the family, which is of great significance.

In Song Tingyuan's generation, the ring was supposed to be passed on to the eldest wife, but for various reasons, the ring was still in the old lady's hands.

Li Wanyi's eyes flickered after reading it. She thought that the ring had special meaning, but she never expected that it would be a family heirloom. Such a valuable thing should not be left to her for safekeeping.

But tonight Song Yubai acquiesced. Logically speaking, if he hated her so much, how could he agree to grandma passing the ring to her...

Wu Xitong beamed with joy, "Yibao, it seems that the Song family recognizes you very much. Wearing this ring is equivalent to having a phoenix seal on your hand, and your status is comparable to that of the empress in ancient times! It will be difficult for Su Jin'an to enter the door of the Song family!"

"I'm going to call Song Yubai."

After finishing speaking, Li Wanyi picked up the phone and walked towards the bathroom.

Looking at the string of mobile phone numbers without names, Li Wanyi had mixed feelings.

Finally, I pressed the dial button.

beep-

The ringing was ringing, but no answer was received.

When she was about to hang up, the phone was connected, and a strange woman's sweet and shy voice came from inside, "Hello?"

Li Wanyi's heart suddenly tightened. He looked at the phone number and saw that it was correct.

Her voice became colder unconsciously, "I'm looking for Song Yubai."

"Are you his wife?"

"No."

"I see he noted 'wife' for you."

Li Wanyi's heart skipped a beat.

The woman continued: "He is taking a shower. Do you have something to ask of him? I can help you convey it."

Li Wanyi held the phone tightly and smiled, "No, I hope you have a good time tonight."

Before the other party could reply, she hung up the phone.

Li Wanyi could no longer suppress the sour emotion in her heart.

Looking at the screen that was gradually extinguishing, she sat stiffly on the spot, wanting to cry but unable to shed any tears.

At that moment, she felt that her only support was broken.

In fact, she suffers from the mental illness of ‘compulsive non-crying syndrome’.

Song Yubai was the blurred dividing line between her hopeless waiting and her unrepentant belief.