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

Song Wenjing felt a little depressed, but he saw the determination in Shi Sheng's eyes.

Shi Sheng finally took his things from his hands and said coldly: "I won't bother Mr. Song anymore."

Until Shi Sheng took the things and left, Song Wenjing was still standing in the ward, unable to recover, until the nurse who was tidying up the ward walked in: "Mr. Song, I have to tidy up the ward. How long will you stay here?"

Song Wenjing left the hospital like a zombie.

In the evening, Club No. 7, the famous Golden Grotto in the Imperial Capital.

"You are divorcing Shi Sheng? Isn't that a matter of universal celebration? Why do you come to me to drink to relieve your sorrows?" Mr. Guan walked into the private room and saw that Song Wenjing was already drunk. He couldn't help but complain.

Soon, he received a cool look from the man.

Guan Chengmin walked to him and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and asked him again: "What are you dissatisfied with?"

People in their circle knew that Song Wenjing had long wanted a divorce.

Now I got my wish and people finally agreed. Isn't it great?

Everyone is happy.

What did Guan Chengmin think of? He slowly approached the drunk man and asked in a low voice: "You haven't fallen in love with Shi Sheng in these few years, have you?"

Song Wenjing stiffened for a moment and denied it without thinking: "I can't possibly fall in love with her."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and stared at the wine glass in front of him in a daze, but all he could think about was Shi Sheng's appearance, and his heart trembled.

like?

Really in love?

Oh, how is it possible!

Guan Chengmin looked at his stubborn refusal to admit it, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue and said, "Then you don't want a divorce just after she regained her identity. How would a caring person want to love you?"

"The dignified President Song, coveting other people's property?"

"Or, waiting for the woman's breakup fee?"

Song Wenjing listened to what he said getting more and more outrageous, and gave him a hard look: "I will not divorce."

His expression was unclear in the light and shadow, and his voice was a little ethereal: "Guan Chengmin, is there any way you can prevent her from getting divorced?"

"What can I do? If the matter has reached this level, why did you go already?"

"Shi Sheng is making such a fuss. He is obviously determined. Song Wenjing, just leave. There is no grass anywhere in the world. Isn't it easy to find a woman? Oh, I remember that Wen Yizhen really likes you."

Guan Chengmin smiled.

Song Wenjing couldn't hear these words and wished she could just throw him out, but thinking that this was his place, she could only keep talking to herself.

Guan Chengmin didn't stop him either.

It wasn't until Song Wenjing was drunk that he called Shi Sheng.

Less than five seconds after Shi Sheng answered his call, knowing that he was asking her to go to the bar to pick up someone, she mocked: "You asked me, a lame sick patient, to go to the bar to pick up a drunkard. You are planning to let the two of us go together." Die on the roadside?"

Guan Chengmin was stunned by her.

The Shi Sheng I met in the past was gentle and soft, and seemed easy to bully.

Now that he was suddenly so hot, Guan Chengmin laughed helplessly and muttered to Song Wenjing: "Your life may not be easy in the future."

After all, there is a fierce woman in the family.

Guan Chengmin finally had no choice but to contact Wen Yizhen.

Wen Yizhen came over very actively to pick up Song Wenjing.

Guan Chengmin kept sending the two of them outside. With his sharp eyes, he noticed that someone was filming secretly not far away, and Wen Yizhen deliberately asked Song Wenjing to lean against her.

"Miss Wen."

Wen Yizhen looked back at him with some difficulty: "Mr. Guan, what's the matter?"

Guan Chengmin's narrow eyes were half-squinted, revealing a bit of slyness: "Wen Jing hates people who do little things the most. You'd better be careful."

"I know."

Guan Chengmin looked at her walking towards the car and raised his eyebrows slightly. Did he really know or was he pretending to know?

Well, it has nothing to do with him.

Song Wenjing is a grown man, so he won't suffer.

Wen Yizhen did not send Song Wenjing home, but went directly to the hotel to book a room.

She hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take off his clothes.

"Brother Wen Jing, I like you so much, why do you always have someone else in your heart? How am I inferior to her?"

She leaned forward to kiss Song Wenjing. When she was about to touch the man's lips, the man suddenly opened his eyes and slapped her without saying a word.

Wen Yizhen was stunned by this slap.

Song Wenjing was drunk, but not to the point of death.

He said calmly and calmly: "Get out!"