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

Wen Yizhen never knew what he wanted to do, and said coldly: "If you want the Pei family, just deal with Pei Yichen. What does it have to do with Song Wenjing?"

Even if it was a commercial competition, Song Wenjing should never be regarded as an enemy. It would be easier to make profits by cooperating with him. Wen Yizhen was just a little confused.

Unexpectedly, Pei Yihao just smiled coldly, stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Yizhen's chin, and said in a cold tone, "You have crossed the line."

Wen Yizhen stiffened for a moment, and was a little scared when facing the man's scrutinizing gaze. She turned her head slightly and cursed in a low voice: "You are really crazy. You can go against Song Wenjing, but don't get involved with me. I don't want to be his enemy. "

Suddenly, the man grabbed the back of her head, their faces were obviously close, and she could clearly see the darkness in the man's pupils.

"Do you think he will look at you one more time now? You have no other choice but to cooperate with me."

"He cares so much about Shi Sheng, so you're not jealous or jealous? Or are you so willing to give up Song Wenjing?"

He touched the back of her neck, and his cool tone fell into her ears word by word, like a dark crawling snake, arousing the deepest coldness and evil thoughts in people's hearts.

Wen Yizhen gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing: "I won't give in!"

Pei Yihao touched her head and smiled slightly: "Then do everything as I said."

Wen Yi Zhen:......

She had no choice.

-

Shi Sheng wanted to go to the company at noon, but as soon as she left the house, she saw a paparazzi reporter who was sneaking around but did not hide her. She pursed her lower lip and finally returned home and worked in the study.

Su Xian came over in the middle and sent her some documents and some design drafts. The design drafts were not big problems, but they just needed to be refined. She sent the design drafts directly to Si Qingxiao.

Unexpectedly, Si Qingxiao replied to her right away. She was a little surprised: "It must be very late over there now, right? Are you still not resting?"

Si Qingxiao also had a headache: "There are a few partners. I had some drinks with them. I just got home and couldn't sleep anyway, so I just checked the email, and I happened to see the design draft you sent."

It was too troublesome to chat by typing, so Shi Sheng made a voice call, and the two discussed the design draft.

During this discussion, it was already evening for Shi Sheng and Si Qingxiao was also sleepy, so the two of them hung up.

Shi Sheng sorted out the documents and went downstairs to make something for himself. However, before entering the kitchen, Shi Shaoyu walked in drunkenly, holding a wine bottle in his hand.

Shi Sheng frowned: "Second brother, have you forgotten the rules at home? Drinking is not allowed!"

Shi Sheng went over and snatched the bottle from him. Shi Shaoyu did laugh at himself. He stared at Shi Sheng with burning eyes. He looked like he was not drunk.

Shi Sheng had no choice but to help him to the room. Shi Shaoyu asked in a daze, "Why can't we drink at home?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Shi Sheng said, "Because my mother died suddenly due to drinking, and she was already dead when she was sent to the hospital. You should be lucky that your eldest brother is not at home now, otherwise I will definitely beat you up."

Shi Shaoyu still had scars on his face from being beaten by Song Wenjing during the day, but he obviously didn't deal with them. Shi Sheng was afraid that the wounds wouldn't heal while he was working, so she went to the medical kit to help him deal with them.

The cold potion stung a bit when it was applied to his face, causing Shi Shaoyu to wake up slightly. He looked at Shi Sheng who was carefully applying the potion to him, and his eyes suddenly turned red, and he suddenly held his breath. Her wrist.

Shi Sheng stopped moving and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

The innocence in her eyes is completely the concern of a sister for her brother, the emotion of a family member.

Shi Shaoyu slowly let go of his hand, and the feelings he couldn't express changed in his mouth. He said viciously: "Song Wenjing, that bitch beat him too hard. If I hurt my work because of him, you have to do it." Make the decision for me."

Shi Sheng was helpless: "I haven't seen you showing mercy to him."

Why take fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps?