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

Song Wenjing was dressed like a scumbag, but he was still a beast in clothes, so he was not angry and showed his possessiveness towards Shi Sheng vividly.

He smiled, leaned into Shi Shaoyu's ear, and said word by word: "Yes, compared to some people who don't even dare to say love, and will only use their identity as an elder brother to get a little care and peace. care……"

The gentle knife is deadly, killing people and killing people.

When Shi Shaoyu raised his hand to hit him, he held his hand firmly and pressed it hard. Everyone could even hear the crunching of bones.

Just... I didn't dare to take a breath.

"Second brother, if I'm not wrong, Shengsheng already knows your little thoughts. She should still care about the brother-sister relationship when she treats you like this. Don't kill yourself and waste away the brother-sister relationship. By then, they won’t even be brother and sister.”

He let go of Shi Shaoyu's hand, his eyes were contemptuous and cold, and his attitude was aloof, like a king looking down on the world.

His low profile in front of Shi Sheng was because he knew he was wrong and knew he liked her, but it didn't mean that everyone could step on his head.

First of all, Shi Shaoyu couldn't do it.

Of course, if he didn't have those crooked thoughts and An Xin was Sheng's second brother at that time, he would naturally be respectful to him.

Shi Shaoyu was so angry that he could not stand still.

Song Wenjing straightened his collar expressionlessly, and then looked at Su Umbrella.

Su Xuan's heart froze, and she hurriedly covered her eyes: "I, I, I, I didn't see anything!"

Oh my God, who knows? Even though she is not a rotten girl, she still feels that Song Wenjing and Shi Shaoyu are a bit annoying!

It’s simply a cult CP!

Su Xuan mainly felt that she had offended these two people, so she felt more and more guilty.

Song Wenjing just said calmly: "Did Shengsheng ask you to buy this hangover soup for me?"

Su Xuan nodded hurriedly.

Song Wenjing: "Then can I take it away?"

He drank a little too much, and his throat was dry and hoarse, and it hurt a little.

Su Xuan nodded and hurriedly handed over the sobering soup.

Song Wenjing took it away without looking back, and didn't even look at Shi Shaoyu's wonderful expression.

Shi Shaoyu's mentality was shattered. If this was not a company, he would have destroyed this place.

In the office, Shi Sheng sat on the sofa and exhaled. When he was about to get up, his eyes suddenly stopped and he found that Song Wenjing's cell phone had fallen on the sofa.

She was slightly startled.

Hesitating whether to open it or not.

But at this time, Song Wenjing's cell phone rang.

Shi Sheng gritted his teeth and thought, it was your phone that did it first.

Because there was no note, Shi Sheng didn't know who it was, but it didn't look like a call, but like a reminder.

She clicked the reminder curiously and heard a dull and familiar voice coming from inside: "It's time to write a letter of apology to Shengsheng."

Shi Sheng was stunned for a moment, and his breathing was slightly stagnant.

Will he...have this reminder every day?

For a moment, Shi Sheng didn't know what she was feeling. It was very complicated, and all kinds of emotions flooded her heart, making her eyes red.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside. She hid her phone in the gap of the sofa as if she was frightened, and then said, "Who is it?"

"Shengsheng, it's me. I want to take a taxi back. I didn't bring my phone." Song Wenjing's voice was low, like the tail note of a cello, which lingered for a long time.

Shi Sheng guessed that he would come back to look for him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

She calmed down, patted her face, and said to herself: "Shi Sheng, Shi Sheng, what's so touching about this? Song Wenjing deserves to do all this. Does he deserve to know?"

A few seconds later, Shi Sheng went to open the door: "Go find it yourself, I didn't see it."

Song Wenjing looked at her in surprise.

Shi Sheng frowned: "What kind of look are you looking at?"

Song Wenjing pursed her lower lip and joked with a smile: "I want you to go see an otologist. My cell phone is ringing at this time. Didn't you hear such a loud sound?"

Shi Sheng, who was being teased, blushed and became angry. He was so embarrassed and angry that his tone of voice suddenly rose with a hint of anger: "I said no, I won't!"

"Okay, okay, no, no."

Song Wenjing coaxed her, stretched out his hand and patted her head, feeling particularly doting.

Shi Sheng snorted and said with certainty: "I just don't have it!"

She didn't know that these words fell into Song Wenjing's ears, which made her feel like she didn't have three hundred taels of silver in this place.

But he didn't expose her. He found the mobile phone in the gap of the sofa and said strangely: "Why is it stuffed so far back..."