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

A knock on the door broke the silence between the two of them. Shi Qingchen glanced at Shi Sheng who was lost in thought, sighed silently, and stood up to open the door.

Unexpectedly, it was Song Wenjing standing at the door.

Shi Qingchen's face darkened: "Mr. Song, what are you doing here again!"

Song Wenjing's face looked a little bad. He bypassed Shi Qingchen and came to Shi Sheng.

His face turned red because of anxiety, he stretched out his hand and pulled Shi Sheng's hand nervously.

Song Wenjing pursed her lips, with a trace of imperceptible apology in her brown eyes, and her voice was a little tight.

"Shi Sheng, I'm sorry, I was a little too anxious just now. You...you are pregnant with my child, right?"

Shi Sheng raised his head numbly, looked at his expectant eyes, and couldn't help but smile sarcastically at the corner of his mouth.

"What does it have to do with you whether it's yours or not?"

Immediately, she turned her head and said calmly to Shi Qingchen: "Brother, drive him out. I don't want to see him."

When Song Wenjing heard this, her face froze, her brown eyes moved slightly, and something in her heart suddenly felt stinging, and the hand holding her gradually relaxed.

After hearing Shi Sheng's words, Shi Qingchen stopped being polite and directly grabbed Song Wenjing by the collar and pushed him out of the door.

"Song Wenjing, you'd better stop harassing my sister, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, the serious warning was unmistakable, and he closed the door heavily.

Song Wenjing stood at the door in a daze, her hands clenched into fists, and the veins on her forehead popped out.

Guan Chengmin didn't know when he came to him. Seeing that his face was a little pale, he sighed helplessly and patted his shoulder lightly.

"Song Wenjing, let's go, I'll have a drink with you."

The two returned to Song Wen Jingding's room and asked the front desk to bring a dozen vodka.

Song Wenjing drank one glass after another, pursed her lips and drank her own wine without saying a word.

When Guan Chengmin saw the bottom of a bottle of vodka, he stopped him quickly and frowned tightly: "You drank liquor as water, are you crazy? Tell me what happened!"

Song Wenjing put down the wine glass, her eyes that were always as cold as ice were a little confused at this time.

"Tell me, was I really wrong? She was pregnant and she was my child, but I blamed her wrongly and even scratched her arm red!"

He said, hanging his head with some annoyance.

Guan Chengmin felt a little resentful. After all, it was him who took the photo that caused this farce, and he was partly responsible.

"In that case, you were also carried away by anger, but... this time it was indeed a bit too much... but it's useless for you to keep drinking to drown your sorrows now, she doesn't know!"

Song Wenjing couldn't help but laugh at herself, raised her head and drank the vodka in the glass.

"She doesn't want to see me anymore."

Guan Chengmin was silent and let go of the wine bottle in his hand, and the two of them drank like this until the evening.

Song Wenjing rubbed her painful temples and opened her eyes. She turned on her mobile phone and realized that it was already past ten o'clock. Guan Chengmin had returned to the room at some unknown time.

He sat up, feeling pain as if his head was exploding, and the man pursed his thin lips tightly.

Song Wenjing's mind flashed across Shi Sheng's face, and thinking of the bastard things she had done today, she couldn't help but rub her swollen temples.

He stood up again, went to Shi Sheng's room, and knocked on the door.

Shi Sheng was playing games with Shi Qingchen. When she heard a knock on the door, she thought it was the waiter bringing the dessert she had just ordered, so she got up and opened the door.

As soon as she opened the door, Song Wenjing's face appeared in front of her

Her face instantly darkened and she planned to close the door.

Seeing this, Song Wenjing pressed one hand against the door frame, her eyes were a little scarlet, and her eyebrows were furrowed tightly: "Shengsheng, I'm sorry..."

Shi Sheng simply gave up struggling and looked back at Shi Qingchen. He also came out of the room and took Song Wenjing to his room.

The two looked at each other, Shi Sheng still had a sneer on his face.

"Song Wenjing, I admit that I have softened my heart, but what you did today made me really recognize you!"