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

Shi Sheng was inexplicably stared at by his eyes and felt a little guilty.

Shi Shaoyu asked: "Shengsheng, where are you going?"

She didn't dare to say that she was going to find Song Wenjing, so she lied casually: "Qing Xiao came to me to discuss the manuscript. I have to go back to the company and am a little anxious, so I'll leave first."

Shi Sheng took two steps quickly and did not see Shi Shaoyu staring at her back with eyes full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Why can Song Wenjing always call you away with just one phone call?

What's so good about him?

So good that you like it so much.

Shi Shaoyu was puzzled, dissatisfied, angry, and there was a fire in his heart, as if it was going to burn out his sanity.

Immediately, he sighed again, with a hint of bitterness in his lowered gaze: "Shengsheng, what should I do with you..."

"Best Actor Shi, can I take a photo with you?" At this time, a girl came out and looked at Shi Shaoyu with admiration.

Shi Shaoyu shook his head, and the emotions in his eyes instantly calmed down: "It's training time now, train well."

After he finished speaking, he held on to the wall and walked back slowly. The girl pursed her lower lip and stepped forward, trying to support him: "Best Actor Shi, your legs are bad, let me help you go back."

Shi Shaoyu helped her move away to touch his hand, his tone was slightly cold: "I told you to train, can't you understand human speech?"

The girl was so frightened by his harsh words that she retracted her hand and could only watch him leave.

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On the other side, Shi Sheng quickly arrived at the wedding room.

In fact, she has not lived in this wedding house many times, but she is very familiar with it, because she designed every plant and tree, and she chose it because she hoped that this place could become a small home for her and Song Wenjing.

Now when I revisit my old place, I feel somewhat unspeakable sadness and heartache.

She remembered the password and opened the door directly. Guan Chengmin was in the living room. He was busy with business and was on the phone. When he saw Shi Sheng coming in, he pointed to the room.

Shi Sheng nodded gently to him and went to find Song Wenjing.

The man drank too much and spread out on the bed in the master bedroom in a large shape. He didn't have the airs of a CEO at all. Shi Sheng thought to himself, if his subordinates saw him like this, their jaws would probably drop.

Shi Sheng stepped forward, reached out and patted his face: "Song Wenjing, can you still recognize who I am?"

Song Wenjing turned her head to look at her, stared at her for a while, and smiled: "Of course I know, she is my wife."

Drunk, definitely drunk.

Song Wenjing didn't show off her face when she drank. At this moment, she looked no different from usual. Only her eyes were a bit gentle, with a hint of drunkenness, and a bit... soft and cute.

Shi Sheng blinked, pinched his face again, and asked, "Where did you meet your father today?"

Song Wenjing's originally gentle expression suddenly darkened, and her cold eyes were sinister, with a cruelty that Shi Sheng had never seen before.

She was stunned.

It feels a little scary.

She subconsciously hid back.

But at this moment, Song Wenjing reached out and hooked her collar, pulling her back again.

Shi Sheng felt that his actions were suspicious of being a hooligan, but his expression was extremely ascetic, making it impossible to show any evil thoughts.

Shi Sheng took a deep breath, looked at him blankly, and met his eyes for a long time before the man said, "At the police station."

He was surprisingly obedient.

It seems to be because of being drunk.

Shi Sheng suddenly felt that he no longer wanted to fight him.

Because the hurt in his eyes made him look a little lonely and lonely, all she felt in her heart was heartache.

Shi Sheng continued to ask: "Why did you go to the police station?"

"You were bullied. I couldn't be more angry. I went to fight with them. Those people have all committed crimes and have been locked up. They won't dare to cause trouble for you in the future."

Song Wenjing was serious and didn't look like he was joking.

Shi Sheng blinked, his eyes flickered, and suddenly asked: "Did you send someone to follow me? Or did you have someone investigate me?"

Song Wenjing half-squinted her eyes, leaned forward and slowly pressed her down on the bed: "I want to know everything about you."

You might say he was drunk, but he also knew how to protect Shi Sheng's belly, but the kiss fell on the corners of Shi Sheng's eyes and eyebrows, very gently, like a rare treasure.

Shi Sheng's eyelashes trembled, and she put her hand on his chest: "Song Wenjing, we are divorced, can you stay away from me?"

Where can divorced couples do such intimate things?

The skin on Shi Sheng's chest felt like he couldn't breathe. He was too close, and his breaths blended together, giving him a full sense of violation.

"Shengsheng, Shengsheng..."

He murmured her name over and over again, a thousand times, yet tenderly.