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

Nian Zhi was extremely angry. She was somewhat resistant to him in the first place, but now that he was so domineering and forceful, with a natural look on his face, it made her feel even more uncomfortable.

But it was uncomfortable, was it because of him or because this man was Song Wenjing that made Nian Zhi feel so many emotions?

Nian Zhi held the edge of the door with one hand and pressed the security door with the other. Her right hand was still tightly held by Song Wenjing. She couldn't struggle, so she frowned, took a deep breath, and then asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Come out and I'll tell you what I want to do."

Song Wenjing's tone was quite calm, but in the depths of those deep, ink-like eyes, there was clearly a bit of fire dancing, which was dangerous.

Nian Zhi pursed her lips, "It's too late. If anything happens, when I go to the company tomorrow—"

"I don't have the habit of talking to people through a security door, and I don't have the patience to repeat myself."

Song Wenjing frowned and directly interrupted Nian Zhi's words, her tone already very impatient, "Or you can choose not to come out, and I will find a way to get in. You know I won't joke with you, eh?"

"........."

Of course I know he's not joking, what else can't he do? A security door can prevent thieves, but it cannot stop Song Wenjing. In addition, this was Mu Chenchu's home, and Nian Zhi didn't want to cause any trouble to Mu Chenchu. It was already so late, and everyone in the nearby apartment had also rested, so it was not possible for the two of them to just stand in a stalemate.

Biting her lip, Nian Zhi finally chose to compromise.

When she turned around and was about to say something to Mu Chenchu, Mu Chenchu ​​moved faster than she did. He jumped out suddenly, pushed Nian Zhi, and helped her open the security door. He also smiled and said to Song Wenjing, who looked silent outside the door. : "...Mr. Song, I'm sorry, Nian Zhi's temper was not directed at you. Xie Xiaojian just now... Uh, no, Xie Lingxi called just now to harass Nian Zhi. She was irritable -"

"Chenchen!"

Nian Zhi stretched out his hand to cover Mu Chenchu's mouth, what were he talking about? Including Xie Lingxi, making it seem like she was acting coquettishly with Song Wenjing.

Mu Chenchu ​​grabbed Nian Zhi's wrist with his backhand, twisted his slender eyebrows, and yelled, "What's wrong? I didn't lie! It's true, I just kept calling."

Nian Zhi glared at her and signaled her to stop talking. Mu Chenchu ​​knew how to exercise discretion and said what he should say, then he stopped speaking.

But she said it on purpose. Everyone could see how nervous Song Wenjing was and Nian Zhi's eyes looked at her exactly like a man looking at a woman, full of strong feelings and possessiveness... With such a good backer, why do you still let that mistress bully you? If you dare to call Nian Zhi, you must let her know that Nian Zhi doesn’t have to be Ye Jinglan!

In Mu Chenchu's mind, Ye Jinglan and Song Wenjing were not on the same level, which was also related to the matter between Ye Jinglan and Xie Lingxi.

"Go, go, have a good chat with Mr. Song."

Mu Chenchu ​​pushed Nian Zhi out of the door and closed the security door. He glanced at Song Wenjing's gloomy handsome face through the slit, and there was a trace of gratitude to him in his eyes. The corners of Mu Chenchu's mouth The smile got even bigger, "Nian Zhi, it doesn't matter if you come back later. The series will be broadcast tonight and we will have a weekend off tomorrow. I can go to bed very late at night."

"Mr. Song, please take care of Nian Zhi -"

Song Wenjing nodded, and Mu Chenchu ​​closed the apartment door with a smile.

Nian Zhi, “…………”

Why did she feel like the two of them, one pushing her and the other pulling her, were heading towards a big fire pit?

…………

It was late at night and it was difficult for the two of them to stand in front of the apartment and talk, so Song Wenjing took Nian Zhi directly to the underground parking lot. His car was parked there. The driver probably went to the airport to pick him up. When he saw Song Wenjing coming down, he quickly opened the car door.

"You go back first." Song Wenjing threw her coat into the car seat and told the driver.

The people around him were all people he trusted, no matter what position they were in. The driver didn't even glance at Zhi Nian and nodded respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Song."

As soon as the driver left, Song Wenjing asked Nian Zhi to get in the car, and then she got into the driver's seat.

As soon as the car door closed, Nian Zhi was the first to speak, "If you have anything to say, say it here. Don't leave here. It's already very late. I'm very tired and want to go to bed early."

Song Wenjing frowned and looked at her. He was not in a hurry to start the engine. He held the steering wheel with one hand and quietly lowered the car's center console with the other. He spoke in a deep voice without any emotion, "Why don't you pick up my car?" Telephone?"

"...the phone is out of battery."

Nian Zhi turned her face to the car window and made an excuse.

But obviously, Song Wenjing was not that easy to fool. He raised his eyebrows and tapped the steering wheel rhythmically with his five long fingers. In the quiet and narrow car, there was a subtle sound that reached Nian Zhi's ears. , giving her a heavy sense of oppression.

"Why don't you look at me?"

"........."

"Nian Zhi, don't look into other people's eyes when talking to them. Do you know what this behavior is called?"

Song Wenjing always maintained her original posture. The carriage was not big. When he looked over at this angle, he saw her profile. In fact, the lines were soft, but a little tight. Her long eyelashes were slightly The curls were curled up, but they were also trembling. It was obvious that she was hiding something in her heart, and those things must have something to do with her.

Song Wenjing frowned, reached out and grabbed the back of her neck. Nian Zhi stiffened and struggled. Song Wenjing simply stretched out his other hand, held her waist, and forced her to turn her face.

The moment their eyes met, Song Wenjing narrowed her eyes slightly, her thin lips wriggled, and her voice was deep, which seemed to be more three-dimensional and beautiful in the small carriage. "This kind of behavior is called impolite."

"Song Wenjing, why did you come here to talk to me about such boring things? Do you care whether I am polite or rude to others? You - let go!"

Nian Zhi reached over and tried to push away Song Wenjing's hand that was holding the back of her neck, but the man's strength was stronger, imprisoning her without being moved at all. Nian Zhi became even more agitated and struggled harder. The two of them were pushing back and forth, and Nian Zhi accidentally lost her balance. The back of her neck was pressed by Song Wenjing, and she subconsciously fell in his direction.

"……what!"

In the carriage, a woman's exclamation sounded. At the end, the tone became extremely dull, and then, a very subtle hum from a man was heard.