After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit stiff.

After Aunt Bao served all the food, she went into the kitchen. Song Wenjing did not come in. Nian Zhi sat alone in the restaurant, facing a table of dishes. She held the chopsticks in her hands, but she couldn't move her hands away.

Originally, when she lived here, she would not feel uncomfortable being dependent on others, but the appearance of Aunt Bao reminded her of her identity from time to time, and she finally realized that this kind of morality and ethics, in the eyes of others, was How shameless.

After a few minutes, Song Wenjing opened the door and walked in. He had a handsome face and a serious expression. He must have just finished smoking. There was still a very light smell of tobacco on his body, mixed with his masculine scent, which did not make people feel uncomfortable. It's comfortable, but it has a bewitching flavor.

Song Wenjing sat opposite Nian Zhi. As soon as Aunt Bao in the kitchen saw him coming in, she hurriedly came out with a bowl of soup.

"Master, you haven't had this for a long time, right? Come on, try it. I cooked it specially today."

As she spoke, she took a small bowl and heated it for Song Wenjing.

Nian Zhi sat opposite him, feeling even more embarrassed. For some reason, Aunt Bao said she was a servant, but now she looked more like a relative of Song Wenjing. With her status, sitting opposite him, she looked like It's like a prisoner, it's really an indescribable feeling.

After taking a few bites of rice, Nian Zhi put down his chopsticks and heard Aunt Bao say, "Mrs. Ye, please drink some too. This soup tastes quite good."

Nian Zhi's throat was so clogged that she knew that she didn't really hate Aunt Bao, but she was just saying "Young Mistress Ye" that she refused to change, which made it impossible for her to sit here and eat again.

"No need." Really unable to sit still, Nian Zhi stood up. Looking at the man opposite who still had a calm expression, she took a deep breath and brought out the excuse she had made, "Brother Gu... I received a call today from an uncle who knows my father. We haven't seen each other for many years. He asked me to meet today. I almost forgot about it. I think this time should be about the same in the past. Please take your time. I'm leaving now. .”

Arriving at the door of the restaurant, Nian Zhi said to Aunt Bao very appropriately, "Goodbye, Auntie."

Aunt Bao was stunned for a moment.

Perhaps he didn't expect that she was actually quite polite to him, and she was not a fool. Although they only got along with each other for one day, every word she said during that day reminded her intentionally or unintentionally, "Young Mistress Ye." "It's your identity. Of course it can be seen that the atmosphere between her and the young master is a bit stiff, mostly because of her own reasons.

To people of their generation, beating up mandarin ducks would seem very immoral.

However, this is not a real mandarin duck!

Aunt Bao believes that if Song Wenjing and Nian Zhi really have something to do with each other, then it must be a bad relationship. It seems that the two of them are just in a budding state. No matter how deviant they are, she must strangle them to death!

When Nian Zhi came, she didn't bring anything with her. Song Wenjing had someone bring it to Ye's house later, including her mobile phone, which she usually brought with her when she went out. So when she left, she took it with her Got his own handbag.

As soon as she walked out of the apartment door, Nian Zhi didn't stop for a step until the elevator door closed. Then she pressed against the elevator wall and looked at herself reflected in the elevator mirror - the woman inside, with a pale face and a hint of sadness. She was extremely panicked, and her eyes were also filled with confusion. She slowly touched her cheek with trembling fingers.

Nian Zhi, what are you doing?

Why do you have to push yourself to this point? Even though I know I can't do it, I still stare into the abyss, unable to extricate myself...

He sighed lightly, but the reflection of himself in the mirror could not hide the loneliness in his eyes.

Those things that even she herself couldn't distinguish clearly - loneliness.

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Song Wenjing ate something and then entered the study.

Aunt Bao saw that he didn't eat much for dinner and he didn't seem to be in a good mood. After she finished cleaning up, she made a cup of coffee for Song Wenjing and brought it in.

"Master." Aunt Bao placed the coffee in front of Song Wenjing, smiling kindly, "I'll go to bed early in the evening. I think you have lost a little weight recently, are you very busy at work?"

"It's okay." Song Wenjing replied casually. After flipping through the last document under his hand, he closed the folder, raised his head and looked at Aunt Bao, "Are you still used to living here? "

"What are you not used to? In the past, I would live wherever you and your wife lived and take care of you. If I can take care of the young master, I am very used to it."

Song Wenjing nodded. She had always respected this aunt who had served her mother and herself since she was a child, and her tone of voice didn't have much airs. "That's good. I may live here during this period, so I still have to worry about it." Aunt Bao."

Aunt Bao waved her hands quickly, "The young master is serious. There will be no trouble. It is my blessing to be able to serve the young master."

Song Wenjing lit a cigarette, frowned, took a puff, crossed her long legs gracefully, suddenly stood up, pulled Aunt Bao, and made her sit on the sofa.

Aunt Bao was a little flattered, and just about to stand up, Song Wenjing moved the hand holding the cigarette to the side, then lifted up her trousers, squatted in front of her, and curled her thin lips slightly, revealing a faint smile. With a smile and a deep voice, she said very seriously: "Aunt Bao, there are some things I want to tell you."

"... Young Master, what do you want to say? Just say it, don't hurt me, this... you get up first, I will still stand..."

"Aunt Bao——"

Song Wenjing put his hand on her shoulder and motioned her to sit down. He probably thought it was not good to smoke in front of the old man, so he turned around and pinched out the cigarette. Then he frowned and said, "I've always been very good at smoking." I respect you, and you also know my temper. If I am not sure of it, I will not take action casually. If it is what I want, then I will no longer care about some insignificant external matters. In factors. What I want, I will try my best to get. From childhood to adulthood, the most kind people by my side are my mother and you. Therefore, I also know that there are people in this world who can wholeheartedly serve me. Maybe it's just the two of you. I can understand that what you say and do is all for my own good. However, I have already considered some things myself, so I will definitely not look back. "

…………

In fact, he made it very obvious.

What he wants - Nian Zhi.

What he wanted to do - get her.