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

When ten tall and handsome teenagers walked into the private room, Guan Chengmin could clearly feel that the temperature in the private room was a little different. It was almost... freezing.

For the health and safety of himself and the beauty, he just hugged her and left. Watching a movie at this time was risky, and he didn't want to wade into troubled waters.

Ten people stood in front of Shi Sheng and shouted obediently: "Hello, sister."

Shi Sheng also ordered wine for them, a bottle costing RMB 100,000. Tonight, she was completely vindictive in her consumption.

Because Song Wenjing was holding her all the time, it was very inconvenient, so she simply pinched a bit of flesh on his tiger's mouth and twisted it hard. The man felt pain and released him at the same time.

Under the bright and ambiguous light, she looked at Song Wenjing: "After all, we are divorced. I can have fun as I want. It's not Mr. Song's turn to worry about it."

She sat to one side and let one of the teenagers sit between them.

The moment the young man sat down, he felt an almost murderous gaze staring at him, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, with a light on his back, and his smile turned bitter.

Shi Sheng raised his chin slightly: "I want to eat grapes, feed them to me."

The young man took a grape and peeled it off with his bony hands. Shi Sheng looked at it with interest for a while and said, "Is this how you feed your boss grapes?"

The young man was stunned for a moment. After realizing Shi Sheng's hidden intention, he hesitated. In the past, he would have dared to hold the grapes in his mouth and feed them to Shi Sheng's mouth. Now...

The back of my neck feels chilly, I don’t dare, I don’t dare at all!

He laughed dryly.

Suddenly, a voice came: "I'm coming."

Someone came over and looked at Shi Sheng from top to bottom. His figure covered most of Shi Sheng. His smile was clear and his voice was like a clear spring in the mountains: "Sister Sheng, I'm coming."

Shi Sheng's pupils trembled slightly, and she raised her head subconsciously, looking at him in disbelief. After seeing the man's face clearly, she stood up instantly: "Why are you here?"

"You...went into the sea?"

Shi Sheng was so surprised that his mouth almost tied in knots.

Lin Wangyue smiled lightly, but there was an emotion in his eyes that was hard to see clearly. He leaned over to kiss Shi Sheng: "Well, you can just say that, I went to the sea just for you."

Shi Sheng froze on the spot, watching Lin Wangyue's face getting closer and closer, but suddenly paused.

It turned out that Song Wenjing grabbed his fate by the scruff of the neck and pulled him away: "Get out!"

Lin Wangyue stumbled back a step or two and almost fell to the ground.

Song Wenjing looked at Shi Sheng almost crazily, her eyes seemed to be filled with a storm. Shi Sheng's heart skipped a beat, but she was not afraid of him and sneered: "Mr. Song, are you going to break my love?"

Not only did he want to break her love, he also had murderous intentions.

She actually dared to flirt with a man like this in front of him!

He took a deep breath, but in the end he could only soften his voice: "Why..."

Shi Sheng frowned: "Why?"

"Why can't I even compare to a male publicist?"

Maybe he was drunk, but Shi Sheng felt that there was a bit of hurt in his voice, with a hint of begging for help, which was rare to see.

Unexpectedly, Shi Sheng pushed him away: "Isn't this what you have always done to me before? Isn't it just like this when you were intimate with Wen Yizhen? Why, now it's your turn to bear this feeling, you just Don’t want to anymore?”

When Shi Sheng went to the hospital, she saw him and Wen Yizhen flirting with each other countless times. Even the doctors at the hospital said that Song Wenjing and Wen Yizhen were a match made in heaven, and she, the so-called Mrs. Song, would have to give way sooner or later.

She looked at Lin Wangyue and said, "Do you have any guests tonight? Shall we go out and chat?"

Lin Wangyue smiled: "Watch me?"

Shi Sheng nodded: "Sister can afford it."

As he spoke, Shi Sheng passed by Song Wenjing, hugged Lin Wangyue's arm and walked out.

Song Wenjing was unsteady and staggered, her eyes filled with scarlet red. When he chased him out, Shi Sheng and Lin Wangyue had disappeared.

He hammered the wall with hatred, and his knuckled hands were instantly stained with blood.