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

Seeing that she was about to leave, Song Wenjing hurriedly reached out to hold her, pursed her lower lip, and said aggrievedly: "I was just joking, why did you take it seriously?"

"Of course I won't take those words seriously. I know you are just talking in anger."

"I'm in a bad mood, so you just comfort me? Okay?"

He tried to pull her back into his arms, resting his head on her shoulder, and his warm breath fell freely on Shi Sheng's neck.

Shi Sheng only felt numb and itchy, and couldn't help but shrink her head. It was indeed because she felt sorry for him, so she was with Song Wenjing almost every day in the past two days, which made Shi Shaoyu even have objections.

Just when she came to Song Wenjing's company, Shi Shaoyu was still bombarding her with messages: "Why do you keep running to him these days? He can handle his own family affairs by himself."

"Didn't you say you would come to record the show with me? My legs are injured, isn't it as serious as his?"

"Why don't you be so partial?"

Shi Sheng finished reading them all, but didn't reply.

Mainly because I don’t know what to reply.

Shi Shaoyu's words seemed to be coquettish...

Shi Sheng had a headache. She turned her head and glanced at the clingy Song Wenjing, smiled and said, "My second brother told me that Tan Yanxi sneaked out of the recording. I guess she came to see her father. Song Chengyi just said You don’t look good, have you done something?”

When Song Wenjing heard her mentioning Song Chengyi, her face turned a little ugly. She pulled her lips and sneered: "What can I do to Song Chengyi? He does whatever he wants just because he is my father."

"Shengsheng, are you feeling sorry for Song Chengyi?"

Hearing the threat in Song Wenjing's tone, Shi Sheng's desire for survival instantly came online: "I don't feel sorry for him. I just want to say that if you want to mess with Song Chengyi, don't involve Tan Yanxi. To be honest, she..."

Before Shi Sheng could say the words "quite innocent", he was shocked by the coldness in Song Wenjing's eyes.

Song Wenjing sneered: "You say she is innocent?"

He suddenly laughed, smiling, and Shi Sheng found that his eyes were a little red.

Her heart suddenly twitched, and she wanted to comfort him in a panic, but the man slowly spoke: "How come she is innocent, Shengsheng, why is she innocent... Their whole family is the instigator, no one is innocent. "

Shi Sheng remembered that the old man said that Song Wenjing had suffered from depression before.

This depression...may be because of Song Chengyi.

Shi Sheng held up Song Wenjing's face: "I won't talk about him anymore..."

"Don't cry."

Shi Sheng had never seen Song Wenjing cry.

This sudden crying made her somewhat unable to accept it.

Song Wenjing just had red circles in her eyes.

He looked down at Shi Sheng and suddenly asked: "What kind of ecstasy soup did Tan Yanxi pour into you to make you talk to her like this?"

Shi Sheng pursed her lips, unable to say good things about Yan Xi for a while, fearing that Song Wenjing would have another stress reaction.

Song Wenjing just said: "You can tell me, I'm not angry."

"I feel like she is a pretty good person. Even if you don't like her, don't take advantage of her. After all, here in Song Chengyi, she is also a victim, and her life is not that good..."

Shi Sheng pursed her lower lip and said, "You may not know that Song Chengyi even wanted Tan Yanxi to shoot that kind of film for money, and at that time, because of your suppression of her, she was almost bullied. "

While speaking, Shi Sheng glanced at him quietly, and his expression was still cold and unsteady.

Shi Sheng sighed in his heart, how big the wall was in Song Wenjing's heart.

Song Wenjing just said indifferently: "What does it have to do with me?"

"ask for it."

Song Wenjing turned around and returned to her desk and began to handle official business.

Shi Sheng pursed her lips, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start. Finally, she just asked: "Now that your mother likes Song Chengyi so much, what are you going to do?"

"You can't take care of your own mother too, right?"

After all, Weng Huizhu did not feel sorry for Song Wenjing.

Even if she was blinded by love, Song Wenjing grew up with her, so there was no need to talk about feelings.

Song Wenjing's eyes darkened.