Si Qingxiao didn't dare to look directly at these two people.

When Shi Sheng pushed Song Wenjing away for the last time, she didn't notice the stairs under her feet. Her foot slipped and she almost fell down. Her breathing almost stopped.

Song Wenjing hurriedly retrieved the person.

Shi Sheng subconsciously hugged the man's thin waist, breathing heavily, and his face turned a little pale.

Song Wenjing lowered her head and said in a gentle tone: "Are you okay? Can I carry you down?"

As he spoke, he didn't give Shi Sheng a chance to refuse. He directly picked her up and walked downstairs, letting Si Qingxiao and Guan Chengmin eat a handful of dog food.

Guan Chengmin couldn't help but said: "Don't be so bored in my house, right? Also pay attention to the occasion."

He was helpless. Watching a show on his own and forcing others to feed him were completely different things.

This is really fatal.

Si Qingxiao was also a little helpless.

Shi Sheng blushed at their teasing and couldn't help but struggle: "Song Wenjing, let me go!"

When they reached the sofa, Song Wenjing let her go and gently placed her on the sofa.

Shi Sheng straightened his clothes and even dared not look at Si Qingxiao and Guan Chengmin.

Song Wenjing glanced directly at Guan Chengmin: "Do you dare to put a blanket on the stairs? It's too slippery and dangerous to walk on."

Guan Chengmin laughed angrily, thinking it was his floor tiles that were wrong.

Shi Sheng was also speechless.

She raised her eyes, tugged on Song Wenjing's sleeves, and whispered, "Shut up now."

It's really off the mark.

On the other side, the Song family.

Weng Huizhu was held in Song Chengyi's arms and sighed: "What should I do? Wen Jing is still unwilling to accept you. He is too hostile to you."

Song Chengyi squinted his eyes. In the corner where Weng Huizhu could not see, there was actually no emotion in his eyes. He patted Weng Huizhu on the back mechanically and said in a deep voice: "The comments about Wen Jing on the Internet are also true. It’s not good, it’s my fault too, will this affect him?”

He hesitated for a moment and said, "My arrival has troubled everyone a lot, otherwise I'd better leave. You should all be used to living without me."

Weng Huizhu hurriedly hugged him tightly, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes: "You can't leave, I don't want to be alone!"

Liking Song Chengyi is almost engraved in her bones.

The two grew up as childhood sweethearts. When she was a child, she dreamed of marrying Song Chengyi. After finally achieving this goal, she didn't want to let go.

This is something she has been longing for all her life. Even though she knows that this relationship is fake and that the person in front of her is pretending, as long as she numbs herself, as long as Song Chengyi is still willing to deceive her... it doesn't matter.

Song Chengyi's eyes flickered, he smiled bitterly, and said, "But the current situation is beyond our control. My identity is unclear."

this means……

Weng Huizhu raised her head and stared at him: "You want to remarry me?"

Song Chengyi was stunned.

He didn't expect that Weng Huizhu was talking about this, but what he wanted to say was to get Mr. Song to admit that he was his son.

After all, only by returning to the Song family can he possibly fight for the inheritance and the company.

Mr. Song's inheritance is a large amount of money. He might not have cared about it before, but now he is in urgent need of money. Although Weng Huizhu gave him a little, it can only meet his immediate needs. It is indeed difficult to make a long-term solution.

His eyes flickered.

Weng Huizhu saw his hesitation and pushed him away fiercely: "In the end, you are just for my money, and you don't really want to be with me. Song Chengyi, I really misjudged you."

She turned away angrily and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Song Chengyi hurriedly coaxed people.

We can't break up with Weng Huizhu at this time. Anyway, she does still have value.

"How am I qualified to tell you about marriage now? Even if I tell you, you probably won't agree, so why should I humiliate myself." Song Chengyi sighed, with sadness in his eyes.

If Song Wenjing were here right now, she would probably be amazed at the man's acting skills. Even a Little Golden Man might not be worthy of him.

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