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

For such an obvious provocation, to Ye Jinglan, Song Wenjing was admitting it from the side.

He just has desire for Nian Zhi, a man, desire for a woman. Ye Jinglan is such an arrogant man. How could he withstand such a blow? He immediately rushed forward without any image, reached out and grabbed Song Wenjing's shirt collar, and said in a sinister male voice, "You , Yes, kind! Try again?!”

Compared to Ye Jinglan, whose anger was all written on his face, making his handsome cheeks almost distorted, Song Wenjing was obviously more restrained.

He stretched out a hand from his trousers pocket, grabbed Ye Jinglan's hand with his backhand, pulled his hand away from his collar, and raised an eyebrow, "I have a seed or not, I need to tell you. Proof? Ye Jinglan, there are some things I don’t want to say too harshly. You don’t agree with my existence, just like I don’t agree with your existence. But please make some achievements to show me, don’t do it all day long. Relying on the fact that you are Nian Zhi's husband, you come to me and repeat these words. It's just a marriage certificate, what does it mean? Do you think I will take it seriously? What I want, I am bound to get! Let go! "

Ye Jinglan was so stimulated by his words that he couldn't stop talking, "It's just a marriage certificate? Oh, then you can take out one and show it to me?"

"You can wait and see."

Pushing the man in front of her away with all her strength, Song Wenjing stretched out her hands to gather her collar. Just as she was about to leave, a gust of wind swept over from behind. He was agile and grabbed Ye Jinglan's fist with his backhand.

Turning his face sideways, the man's sharp eyebrows frowned slightly, and his big palm happened to squeeze Ye Jinglan's fist.

"That's all you have? But what I want to tell you is that even if you use violence, you may not be my opponent. Also, this is a company. Pay attention to your own identity. If you use violence, be prepared Okay, leave Ye’s family!”

He pushed back hard and pushed Ye Jinglan away.

Ye Jinglan staggered two steps and realized, not for the first time, that Song Wenjing, a man who kept his secrets to himself, was better than him in every aspect, including-hands-on.

Indeed, as he said, even if he really takes action, he may not be his opponent. What's more, it's not like he hasn't done anything before.

However, the man who he regarded as a thorn in his side made it clear in front of him - I just have desire for your wife.

Even a man could not bear such provocation. Ye Jinglan clenched his hands at his side, looked at the man's tall back, and quickly entered the president's office. The depths of his sinister eyes were full of crazy flames.

Leave Ye's family?

No, from now on, he will never let him sit in the position of president so easily and arrogantly dominate himself.

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Nian Zhi did not leave Ye's family. She ran to the back stairs and sat on the steps, holding her aching head in her hands and feeling distressed.

Nothing has gone her way lately, and worries have piled up, weighing on her chest. She feels uncomfortable and has no way to vent.

Especially for a scene like that just now, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear it if it happened a few more times.

…………

What to do from now on?

Today, the two men seemed to have reached the most dangerous point in their conversation. Ye Jinglan was not a fool. If he went to investigate, would he find out that he and Song Wenjing...

She was not afraid of Ye Jinglan, but now, after all, they were husband and wife, and there was also Ye Lingjun... What should she do?

When the cell phone rang, it seemed particularly abrupt at the empty back stairwell.

After a long while, Nian Zhi reached out and took out her phone. She glanced at the number and pressed it down.

However, within two seconds, the phone rang again, with the same man's name on it. Nian Zhi really didn't want to answer it. Just when she was about to press it, the elastic door behind her suddenly banged, and it was obvious that someone had pushed it open from the outside. There were steady footsteps coming from behind her. Nian Zhi's heart skipped a beat. The phone in her palm was still singing happily. She turned around hastily and saw a slender man walking towards her. Come.

Nian Zhi stood up quickly, and the phone stopped ringing. It was Song Wenjing who pressed the call button. The man put the phone in his trousers pocket, stretched out his long arm, and pulled the woman in front of him directly in front of him. It was low, as if covered with a layer of ice.

"In your eyes, I only got involved with you to fight against that Ye Jinglan, huh?"

"........."

"What did you do with him in the elevator? What did you do in the office? Where did he touch you? Here?"

Song Wenjing's tone was gloomy, completely questioning. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on her lips. The light here was relatively dim, and half of the man's handsome features seemed to be hidden in the darkness, which was even more disturbing. A powerful oppressive force.

Nian Zhi's whole body felt tense, and she subconsciously wanted to clamp her legs. However, as soon as she moved, she found that she clamped even harder the man's hand that had reached the base of her legs.

She blushed and stepped back. Song Wenjing took advantage of the situation and forced her against the wall.

She took a deep breath, pushed her hands in vain on Song Wenjing's chest, and stared straight at him with a pair of dark eyes, a little aggrieved and hazy with a layer of moisture.

Song Wenjing's Adam's apple slid up and down due to the look in her eyes, but her expression was still ugly.

Nian Zhi didn't know how he found this place. When he just came out of the office, he was afraid that someone would chase him out, so he escaped here.

She knew that on the entire 28th floor, right at the back stairwell, the camera was in a blind spot and couldn't capture her, but what she didn't expect was that Song Wenjing would be found so quickly.

Taking a deep breath, she turned her face to the side, "How do you know I'm here? Let me go first, let me go..."

"How hard is it knowing you're here?"

Song Wenjing narrowed her eyes, reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to meet his aggressive gaze. In those deep eyes, the haze had not yet dissipated, and the man's deep voice also carried some obvious emotions, " Are you trying to avoid me or Ye Jinglan now?"

"........."

"Answer my question, in your mind, I only dragged you along to fight Ye Jinglan?"

He was particularly persistent about this issue. The sour taste was surging in his chest, making it impossible for him to calm down. Just now in front of him, Nian Zhi clearly denied the relationship between the two in front of Ye Jinglan.

Song Wenjing knew very well that it was impossible for her to admit it, and it was natural for her to deny it.

But such "naturalness" cannot be accepted by the factors deep in his heart that long to occupy her.

Jealousy was once the most despised emotion in his heart. Only people who felt too bad about themselves would be jealous of what others had. But now, this emotion that he regarded as only the "weak" could be felt. It was madness that wreaked havoc on his sanity.

Song Wenjing squeezed her chin slightly harder, and the man's delicate facial features seemed to be frosted. He slowly approached Nian Zhi, and his domineering male aura sprayed wantonly on her face. hole.