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

Under the blurry light, Song Wenjing's face was terrifyingly gloomy, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her eyes were filled with complex emotions.

After a long while, he slowly said: "Shi Sheng and I divorced."

Guan Chengmin was stunned for a moment, astonishment flashed in his pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes. He sat down next to Song Wenjing and said jokingly: "What? Yesterday you swore to me that you would not divorce Shi Sheng. Why did you do it today?" Changed your mind? It’s really hard to guess what Mr. Song is thinking.”

Hearing this, Song Wenjing raised his eyes, and then he saw that the man's eyes were bloodshot and scarlet, with a terrifying expression.

"I didn't mention it, Shi Sheng saw the scandal..."

Guan Chengmin pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little resentful. After all, it was he who asked Wen Yizhen to pick up Song Wenjing last night, giving her the opportunity.

But that woman...

Guan Chengmin's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said seriously: "So, how do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Song Wenjing looked at the whiskey in the glass that flickered with the change of light, without speaking, and then took a sip as if she thought of something.

At this time, the Shi family is here.

Shi Sheng looked in a daze at the bright divorce certificate in his hand.

Shi Qingchen on the side looked at his sister who was in a daze, and immediately guessed what she was thinking, and gently put his arm around Shi Sheng's frail shoulders.

His eyes fell on Shi Sheng's thin figure, and his face darkened.

This damn Song Wenjing! After all these years, my Shengsheng has suffered so much, and now that she is finally divorced, I can breathe a sigh of relief.

Shi Sheng was a little surprised when he felt the strength on his shoulders. When he turned around, he saw his elder brother's somewhat indignant look.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Shi Sheng's voice, Shi Qingchen came back to his senses and said calmly: "It's okay. When I think of the days when you were tortured by the Song family, now you can finally get rid of Song Wenjing, the god of plague. Big brother is happy for you."

Perhaps Shi Qingchen's words would have reminded Shi Sheng of the past three years in the Song family, facing Wen Yizhen's provocations, Weng Huizhu's difficulties, and Song Wenjing every day...

She couldn't help but feel a sore nose. Although those days were difficult, they were finally over now, and she no longer had to feel uncomfortable watching Song Wenjing and Wen Yizhen flirt with each other.

No matter who Song Wenjing is with now, it has nothing to do with him anymore...

Thinking of this, Shi Sheng was a little stunned, and his heart felt as if he had been hit hard by a blunt stone, which made him feel a little painful.

"Okay, okay, Shengsheng, be happy. Tomorrow we will call your second brother and prevent him from fooling around outside. We will go out to throw a divorce party for you to celebrate that you are finally free."

After listening to Shi Qingchen's words, she suppressed the sourness in her heart and nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.

When the two were preparing to go out, Shi Shaoyu had just returned home.

Seeing him rushing back after a long journey, Shi Qingchen looked a little unhappy: "What's the matter with you? Today is Shengsheng's important day."

Shi Shaoyu's face looked a little ugly: "There were some problems with the artists in the company, but fortunately they have been solved."

His eyes were a little evasive.

He didn't tell the truth. In fact, he just went to see Song Wenjing.

He was naturally very happy when he heard the news about Shengsheng's divorce. At that time, Shi Shaoyu was negotiating with well-known directors in the entertainment industry about the casting of the next drama at Club No. 7.

Next door to them happened to be Song Wenjing's private room. When Shi Shaoyu went out to the bathroom, he happened to see Guan Chengmin coming out of the next door private room with a bad look on his face.

He knew in his heart that everyone in the circle knew about the relationship between Guan Chengmin, the head of Club No. 7, and Song Wenjing, the president of Yusheng Group.

The only person who can make Guan Chengmin feel defeated is Song Wenjing.

Without thinking, he opened the door and entered Song Wenjing's private room.

At this time, the man inside was drinking wine depressedly, his stern face full of confusion and pain, as if emotions that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out.

His beautiful eyes were raised slightly, and when he saw the coming person, he narrowed his eyes tightly, exuding a dangerous aura, and his voice was extremely cold: "Shi Shaoyu? Why are you here? What are you doing here!"

When Shi Shaoyu saw his decadent look, he couldn't help but feel happy, and kept taunting him: "Hey, who do I think I am? Isn't this our arrogant and arrogant Mr. Song? Why are you here? Drinking to drown your sorrows, oh——"

He deliberately lengthened his voice and paused, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"I forgot, today is the day that our Shengsheng divorces you. No wonder Mr. Song is so frustrated."