Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Song Wenjing had arrived a long time ago and was arranging Shi Sheng's seat with her head down, placing her favorite mocha on the seat.

When he raised his head, his eyes happened to collide with Shi Sheng's complicated eyes. He was stiff for a moment and quickly relaxed: "Sit down."

Shi Sheng said nothing and sat down calmly, waiting for Song Wenjing opposite to explain his intention.

He suppressed the sourness in his heart, turned away his eyes, and said calmly as usual: "Try it, the mocha you like to drink."

Shi Sheng lowered his eyes, picked up the coffee in front of him, took a sip, and said in a cold tone: "Thank you, Mr. Song, for giving the Shi family this opportunity to cooperate. I hope I will not disappoint Mr. Song."

Seeing her cold attitude, Song Wenjing pursed her lips: "Okay, I believe you."

Listening to his words, Shi Sheng felt a dull pain somewhere in her heart. She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. She would have been so happy if she had heard such words before.

The two of them were silent until the coffee in the cup gradually bottomed out. Song Wenjing stood up and went to pay the bill. Shi Sheng picked up the coat on the chair and said calmly: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Shi Sheng was a little surprised, watching him gently put on his coat without stopping his hands too much.

She pursed her lips, and as Song Wenjing went out, the man stood beside her with an upright posture. Shi Sheng had to look up to see his face.

Song Wenjing's voice was a little low: "Shi Sheng, are you really unwilling to give me another chance?"

Shi Sheng paused, and the tingling feeling in his heart surged up again: "Song Wenjing, it's not that I don't want to give you a chance, but there are too many things between us, and we can't go back to the past -"

Before she could finish her words, Song Wenjing's pupils across from her suddenly shrank, and she quickly stretched out her hand to pull Shi Sheng into her arms.

A speeding motorcycle almost wiped Shi Sheng's face. His voice was a little tight, and he nervously checked whether there were any wounds on her body: "How are you! Are you okay? Are you scratched or anything?"

She shook her head and looked at Song Wenjing's undisguised nervousness. She felt a strange feeling well up in her heart. She breathed a little quickly and shook off his hand.

"I'm fine. If Mr. Song is fine, I'll leave first."

After that, she left Song Wenjing's side as if she was running away, got into her red Ferrari and drove away.

She was restless all day after returning to Yusheng Jewelry. The scene in front of the coffee shop today echoed repeatedly in her mind, Song Wenjing's thoughtfulness, his nervous eyes, and subconscious protection...

Shi Sheng unconsciously grasped the paper in front of her with her fingers. When she reacted, the corners of the paper were already wrinkled by her grip.

She was very confused now. Maybe she couldn't explain her feelings for Song Wenjing.

When Shi Sheng came home at night, she locked herself in the room without saying a word. Shi Qingchen saw something was wrong with her and knocked on her door.

When he opened the door and went in, he found a bulging and thin figure under the quilt. He put the hot milk on the bedside and sat on the chair beside him helplessly: "Shengsheng, what did Song Wenjing say to you today? "

Shi Sheng got out of the quilt, revealing a furry little head. Her eyes were a little resentful: "Brother, I don't know what's wrong with me, he..."

She hesitated to speak, her lips were bitten by her teeth, and her expression was a little stiff.

There was a gloomy look in Shi Qingchen's phoenix eyes wearing gold glasses, and he crossed his long legs: "Okay, tomorrow is the weekend, I will take you to the hot spring hotel, take a bath in the hot spring to relax."

Shi Sheng subconsciously wanted to refuse, but thinking about his current state, he nodded and went out to relax.

Seeing her promise, Shi Qingchen curled her lips, watched her drink the hot milk, and then left the room.

……

When Shi Sheng woke up from a dream full of Song Wenjing with a pale face, it was already past ten o'clock the next day.

She looked tired. Pregnant people are indeed nervous, sensitive and overthinking. Shi Sheng sighed, took her bathrobe and swimsuit and went to the hot spring hotel with Shi Qingchen.

The hot spring hotel is located in the suburbs of City A. The hot spring is a natural hot spring located in City A. A resort villa has been built around the hot spring.