After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

When Song Xi'er came out, she saw Xiao Jie's lawyer waiting outside with a briefcase. When she saw her, she immediately came over and said, "Miss Song, please wait a moment. Young Master Xiao will be out soon."

Song Xi'er looked at him expressionlessly: "Does his coming out have anything to do with me?"

lawyer:"……"

He thought that Song Xier must have liked Xiao Jie very much when she came to the police station to testify against Xiao Jie regardless of her own reputation.

Did he guess wrong?

Song Xier walked out while sending a message to her senior sister.

Yang Ming saw her and immediately shouted: "Miss Xi'er."

Song Xier looked up and was surprised: "Assistant Yang, why are you here?"

"Mr. Shang is here," Yang Ming said.

Song Xier stopped typing and looked up. Sure enough, she saw a man across the street with his legs crossed and leaning against the car window. He was cold and solemn, holding a half-burned cigarette between his fingers.

Song Xi'er held the phone tightly with her fingers, and then stepped across the road.

As she got closer, Song Xier also smelled the smoke on the other party's body, which was very strong.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

Shang Ji raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes deep and dark through the smoke: "Why are you here?"

"Don't you already know?" Song Xi'er said.

Shang Ji's eyebrows were filled with a coldness that could not be concealed: "Give me a reason."

As he said this, he pinched the cigarette in his hand and stood up and took a step forward. He approached Song Xi'er with great pressure, almost gritting his teeth: "You better give me a fucking reason."

He couldn't hide his anger and irritability, and his handsome face was so dark that he almost seemed cannibalistic.

"I..." Song Xi'er thought that Shang Ji would be angry, but she didn't expect that his reaction would be so big: "I just told the police the truth."

"The truth?" Shang Ji grabbed Song Xi'er's wrist: "The truth is that you and him were together the whole night, right? Ah?"

"Yes." Song Xi'er frowned: "But..."

"Song Xi'er." Shang Ji interrupted her: "What did I tell you before? If you like someone else, I won't stop you. As long as you say it, there is no need to be hypocritical here. Without you, I, Shang Ji, will fall." It’s not like I can’t even find a woman.”

Song Xier was stunned for a moment.

"Why don't you say anything?" Shang Ji sneered: "Are you still feeling guilty?"

"Feeling guilty?" Song Xi'er twitched the corner of her lips bitterly: "You are going to send me abroad, why should I feel guilty?"

Shang Ji shook off her hand: "Is it as you wanted?"

Song Xi'er glanced at her wrist and said in a low voice, "Isn't it as you wanted?"

She looked up at him: "Shang Ji, you are obviously going to get engaged to Zhuang Lin, why does it seem like I have done something sorry to you now?"

"There's no need to use Zhuang Lin as an excuse." Shang Ji said, "You and Xiao Jie were really just classmates before? Didn't you hide anything else from me?"

Song Xier was silent.

However, in Shang Ji's eyes, it was a direct acquiescence.

He looked at her and said word by word: "Song Xi'er, your love is so cheap."

"It's still a lie from the beginning."

"Deliberately pretending to like me and get close to me, just because..."

Shang Ji suddenly thought of that sketch, and the anger of being fooled instantly burned his entire chest, igniting his reason as well.

fake……

Song Xier blinked and wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

She didn't expect that her relationship for so many years would only be exchanged for a ridiculously cheap sentence.

It felt like someone had dug a hole in his heart, and every word was like nails being hammered into the bloody wound.

Song Xier's breathing was numb from the pain.

"What about you?" She looked up at him: "Have you really liked me?"

If you like it, how could you say such cruel words?

"I like it." Shang Ji looked at her expressionlessly: "I'm very satisfied with your body."

Song Xi'er's body trembled violently, and all the blood in her body seemed to be drained instantly by Shang Ji's words, and she was so cold that she lost consciousness.

The phone rang and it was Zhuang Lin.

Shang Ji took a look, turned around and got into the car while answering the phone. The car door was slammed shut in front of Song Xier.

Yang Ming originally stood far away to give the two people space, but suddenly heard the sound and ran over: "Miss Xi'er..."

Shang Ji glanced at him.

Yang Ming immediately didn't dare to say any more and quickly got into the car.

Just a second before the driver started the car and left, Xiao Jie walked out of the police station. When he saw Song Xi'er standing across the road, he happily raised his hands and shouted: "Xi'er!"

The voice shouted loudly, and Yang Ming in the car could hear it clearly.

He immediately glanced in the rearview mirror, and sure enough, he saw Shang Ji's already ugly face turn so dark that it was almost murderous. He was so frightened that he immediately looked away.

The black car stepped on the accelerator and drove away quickly, leaving Song Xi'er standing there alone. Her face was pale, and she stood motionless as if she had lost her soul.

Xiao Jie had been in there for so many days. In addition to his haggard look, there were still bruises at the corners of his eyes and mouth. It looked like he had been beaten.

In addition, his right foot is still a little unnatural when walking.

He looked at the rear of Shang Ji's car as it left, a coldness flashing through his eyes.

The next second, he looked away and turned around to let the lawyer go back first. Then he walked straight across the street and walked behind Song Xier. He asked with a smile, "Why, are you quarreling over me?"

After he finished speaking, Song Xier did not make a sound or move.

Xiao Jie was startled for a moment, then took a step forward. Seeing the moisture at the corners of Song Xier's eyes, he laughed and said, "It seems I guessed it right."

"He must have thought I slept with you that night, right?"

Xiao Jie's tone was very pleasant: "Don't be sad, he doesn't want you and I want you. I promise to treat you better than he does, and I will never hang on to you when I'm with another woman. It's so much Damn it, I can’t do it.”

Xiao Jie lit a cigarette for himself as he spoke. His words touched the wound at the corner of his mouth, which made him hiss in pain.

"Shang Ji and I will fuck you."

He couldn't help but cursed. He took a few puffs and put out the cigarette in his hand. He looked at Song Xi'er and said, "You should give up now. People like him won't fall in love with anyone. Marrying Zhuang Lin is just a matter of course." The bookmaker has the interests he wants."

"As for you..." Xiao Jie glanced up and down at Song Xi'er: "Tell me about you, a bastard who was brought into the store by your mother. Apart from your face, what else can attract his attention?"

Song Xi'er didn't know which of his words hit her, so she raised her eyes and glanced at him.

After a few seconds, she asked expressionlessly: "Were you beaten in there?"

Xiao Jie gets angry when he talks about this.

Although the result of the police investigation afterwards was that his roommate did not like him because of the rape charge, Xiao Jie was sure that this matter must have something to do with Shang Ji!

"Well done." Song Xi'er said, "How come I didn't beat you to death inside, but I was able to let you out."

Xiao Jie: "..."

Song Xi'er walked a few steps to the side of the road to stop the car. Xiao Jie grabbed her and said, "Wherever you go, I'll take you there."

"Need not."

"Don't you want to know how I contacted your dad?" Xiao Jie asked, "Your man found someone to do something against me. I'm going to the hospital for a checkup. You go with me."

After saying this, a car stopped on the side of the road, and Xiao Jie stuffed Song Xier into it without saying a word.