After being loved by a yandere, she turned black

Song Wan didn't want Xi Shiya to spend money, so she took her to a roadside stall.

Xi Shiya fell in love with the fried skewers shop at first sight and insisted on ordering a drink.

"Xiaoya, what's going on? Are you so happy?"

Song Wan took out a tissue and wiped the table and stool before pulling Xi Shiya to sit down.

"Of course it's a good thing, Wan'er, I helped you raise the money, you don't have to worry about them coming to find you anymore." Xi Shiya excitedly lay beside her ear and whispered.

When Song Wan heard this, her face showed worry, "Xiaoya, where did you get so much money?"

Seeing her worry, Xi Shiya playfully explained: "Wan'er, don't worry, I didn't steal or rob. I just found some jewelry after I went back. It's useless to keep it anyway. I Just sold it.”

Hearing this, Song Wan was immediately moved to tears. She didn't know how to repay her, and her voice choked with sobs, "Xiaoya, why are you so nice to me?"

"We are friends. Besides, you helped me before."

A warm feeling flashed through Song Wan's heart. It seemed that no one had ever been so unconditionally kind to her since she was a child. Even his biological parents only regarded him as a money bag.

But the girl in front of her had a sincere face, and her beautiful eyes were extremely pure and sparkling. They were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen in the world.

She wiped her tears and pulled Xi Shiya, "Xiaoya, let's go eat something good, I'll treat you."

Xi Shiya pulled her back and said, "Wan'er, the food is almost ready. Let's eat here. I also want to try this kind of roadside stall."

Song Wan was a little surprised and glanced at the fried skewers, "You haven't eaten them before?"

Xi Shiya nodded, "My mother didn't allow me to eat food from outside before, especially snacks that don't have a storefront."

"That's it."

The two sat down, each poured a glass of wine, raised their glasses, and clinked their glasses.

"Xiaoya, thank you, don't worry, I will definitely try my best to repay you the money!"

Song Wan raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, took out a paper and pen from his bag, and wrote down an IOU for 200,000 yuan, plus interest.

Xi Shiya naturally believed her, but he couldn't stop her, so he had to accept her IOU and put it in his pocket.

She followed Song Wan's example and drank the wine in the glass in one go, but she couldn't drink it anymore when she was halfway through.

She rarely drinks alcohol, and usually only drinks some red wine. She can't stand the taste of white wine.

"Xiaoya, don't make it difficult for yourself if you can't drink. Just be happy. Try these fried skewers to see if you can get used to them."

She could actually tell that Xiaoya was different from her. She had clear eyes and a simple personality. She should have been a wealthy lady who didn't have to worry about food and drink.

I just don't know why she ended up like this. Even if she is in the quagmire, she is still willing to help her so much. She really has nothing to repay.

"Wan'er, cheers to our friendship."

Xi Shiya toasted again, as if she had discovered a new world.

This white wine is average to drink alone, but paired with these fried skewers, it is simply delicious.

"Cheers to our friendship!" Song Wan also raised a toast.

The wine glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.

As if applauding the friendship between them.

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After it was over, Xi Shiya burped with satisfaction.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Xi Shiya's entire face was white and rosy, resembling a peach. The warm yellow streetlights shone on her body, adding a hazy beauty that made people want to kiss her.

She drank alcohol and had it on her face, and her slow and cute behavior showed that she was a little drunk, but she herself was very stubborn, "Wan'er, I'm not drunk! I'm very sober."

"Look." She held up four fingers, "This is three, I'm really not drunk."

"Okay, okay, you're not drunk."

Song Wan laughed, took out her phone and took a picture of her cute drunk appearance.

While she was taking pictures, Xi Shiya's cell phone rang.

She awkwardly went to take out her phone, but couldn't get it out. Song Wan took it out for her.

After seeing the familiar number, she frowned heavily, pouted and said to Song Wan, "This is a bad person, I don't want to answer his call."

Song Wan glanced at the screen and followed her, "Okay, no answer, no answer."

After receiving Song Wan's support, Xi Shiya boldly hung up the phone.

She didn't want to answer that devil's call!

snort!

But as soon as the phone hung up, it rang again.

She pressed it off again.

Back and forth, several times.

Song Wan, who was on the side, couldn't stand it anymore. She took the mobile phone from Xi Shiya's hand and said coaxingly, "Xiaoya, my dear, I'll pick it up for you."

The call was connected, and a man's furious voice came from the other end of the phone, "Xi Shiya, you are really getting bolder and bolder!"

Song Wan held the phone further away from her ear and explained to her: "Sir, I'm sorry, Xiaoya is a little drunk. I didn't mean to hang up on you. I hope you understand."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.

When Yan Jingxiu heard that she was drunk, the fire in his chest finally subsided a little.

Then he remembered that she actually dared to drink with others outside, and his anger suddenly came out again, even more intense than before.

"Where are you?" he said solemnly.

Song Wan quickly sent him the address, "I sent you a text message, please take a look."

Not long after, a black business car parked near them.

At this time, Xi Shiya was already very drunk.

When she saw Yan Jingxiu slowly walking towards her, not only was she not afraid of him, but she rushed towards him to beat him to death.

"I'm not afraid of you. I'll beat you to death! Bad guy!"

"Bad guy..."

Her fist fell on Yan Jingxiu's strong chest like a feather, tickling his heart, and a strange feeling flashed across her, fleeting.

The man locked the girl in his cup, tightly wrapped her restless little hands, and carefully tucked the unsightly pieces of hair behind her ears.

He whispered in her ear: "This is what you took the initiative to throw yourself into..."

The girl who was already drunk and unconscious had no idea what he was talking about. She only knew that he was a bad guy and she wanted to beat him and drive him away.

Yan Jingxiu lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's cute and innocent appearance. He couldn't help but curl up his lips, picked up the girl by his waist, turned around and left.

Seeing the two people disappearing, Song Wan patted her face to make herself more awake. She shook her head and turned around.

The next second, he bumped into the man's broad and thick shoulder.

She bowed her head and apologized, "I'm sorry, sir."

The man's probing eyes swept over her face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised in the corners she couldn't see.

The game of cat and mouse has officially begun!

"It's ok."

Su Qingci bent down to help her up, looking harmless.

Song Wan raised her eyes, met his gaze, and instantly felt her heart skip a beat.

She looked at him blankly, forgetting how to react.

For the first time, she understood what Qingfeng Jiyue meant and what unparalleled beauty meant.

The man in front of me perfectly interprets these two words.

"Miss?"

"Ah?" Song Wan reacted and apologized for her gaffe, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, sir."

The man smiled faintly, raised his right hand into a fist, put it against the bottom of his nose, and suddenly coughed violently.

Song Wan was startled by his appearance and was mostly sober from the wine.

She was running around in circles, wanting to help him but not knowing how.

"Sir, how are you? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

The man's left hand slowly rose, hanging in the air, groping for something unknown, and then his strong waist bent down.

Seeing this, Song Wan hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

A smile of success flashed across Su Qingci's eyes, and he grabbed the little hand she extended, followed by another violent cough.