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

Shi Shaoyu looked at her innocently: "Shengsheng, why do you turn your elbows outward?"

Shi Sheng poked the wound on his face moderately: "Okay, okay, for you. Since you are awake, you can take care of the remaining wounds yourself. I'll go and get busy."

Shi Shaoyu grabbed her arm to prevent her from leaving, and said a little arrogantly: "No, my head is still dizzy."

Shi Sheng: ...

Forget it, he is his brother after all, so he should be pampered.

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Song Wenjing has always been paying attention to things on the Internet. Shi Sheng has never said that he is completely suppressing hot searches, but is letting them develop. There is a feeling that they want to destroy them and make them crazy first.

But Song Wenjing couldn't figure out Shi Sheng's thoughts now.

She was so determined not to draw Wen Yizhen's blood that night, which caused her already precarious character to instantly collapse in the hearts of netizens, and is now being abused by the entire Internet.

Song Wenjing tapped her fingertips on the table, thoughtfully.

At this time, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly lit up. After seeing the caller ID, he frowned slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he answered the phone with a cold voice: "What's the matter?"

"Why are you talking to me like this? Brother Wen Jing, I am the victim." Wen Yizhen's voice was almost crying, choked with sobs, and she was so aggrieved.

Song Wenjing chuckled disdainfully: "The victim forced the perpetrator to dare not leave his home, and was bombarded by the entire network? You, the victim, really did your duty."

Sarcasm, ridicule, contempt, his tone was a sword piercing Wen Yi Zhen's heart.

Wen Yizhen smiled. On the phone, her laughter had an electronic sound, almost approaching despair: "Isn't it because you don't love me? I am obviously your savior, and I am obviously the one who deserves you most. , Song Wenjing, why can't you look at me one more time? Why do you have to put your hot face on Shi Sheng's cold ass? Look at her now, she doesn't take you seriously at all. "

"How about you give up on her, and we can stay together."

"If you want a child, we can take away Shi Sheng's child. Then our family of three can live happily together."

With the excitement in Wen Yizhen's words, Song Wenjing's brows furrowed even more tightly: "How could you be so crazy?"

Every word the woman said impacted his perception of her.

Or maybe this was Wen Yizhen's true nature, but she had just disguised it well in front of him before.

Wen Yizhen roared: "If you had been nicer to me, I wouldn't have become like this!"

Hearing this, Song Wenjing just sneered: "Hey, don't use me as an excuse. The more you act like this, the more it makes me feel how much I owe Shi Sheng in the past three years."

"I will slowly compensate her in the future. As for you, the further away from my life the better."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He pinched his eyebrows with a headache. Thinking of something, he raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes lit up. It seemed that it was not impossible to find a breakthrough from Wen Yizhen.

At that time, in the hospital, looking at the phone being hung up, Wen Yizhen laughed at herself.

The man beside her touched her head, and then wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "I have told you before, Song Wenjing, I will not choose you, but you don't believe it and insist on humiliating yourself. .”

"Are you giving up now?"

Wen Yizhen kissed Pei Yihao like crazy, but she couldn't control the tears in her eyes.

Pei Yihao frowned, feeling a little unhappy. Although he didn't like Wen Yizhen, they still had a physical relationship of mutual use. How could he allow her to think about other men when she was close to him?

He pinched her chin and forced her to look at him seriously: "Don't think about other men."

"Well--"

Because her physical condition was not good, Pei Yihao did not do anything. He just stayed for a few minutes and then left. Wen Yizhen looked at the direction the man was leaving and laughed at herself.