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

Song Wenjing, a bastard, likes to use such nasty words to push his own boundaries.

Normally, Nian Zhi would blush and her heart would beat. It wasn't that she couldn't refute, but sometimes her heart would feel numb from the stimulation of his words, and those refutations would melt into her throat.

She knew that she was not like this to anyone, but she would always turn into a puddle of water in front of Song Wenjing and could not become strong no matter what.

But it was different now. The grievances that had accumulated for too long made the anger in her heart even worse than these throbbings.

Nian Zhi frowned and scolded him bitterly, "Song Wenjing - you are shameless and obscene!"

"Why have you become shameless and obscene again?"

Song Wenjing frowned, her slender body deliberately pressed forward, and she was clearly saying frivolous words, but it still gave people a different feeling, "Don't constantly scold your man. He is shameless and dirty. You don't like it." What?"

Nian Zhi's face turned red and white with anger. She really wanted to kick him in the foot. Who said she liked this self-righteous man?

She never liked it!

"Song Wenjing, you gangster, do others know that you are like this? You look so well-dressed in front of outsiders, do others know that you are actually a gangster? I hate you! Let me go -"

"Why should I let others know?"

Song Wenjing had a matter-of-fact look on his face. His eyes, which were always sharp in front of others, now contained a bit of softness only for the woman in front of him. He curled his lips with a sinister smile that made people laugh. My heart was pounding, "I only want you to know this, and I only want to do this to you."

…………

Nian Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

The man said this to her in a low voice. It was impossible to say that she was still unmoved. Her heart was not iron-clad. She was angry and jealous just because she cared.

"Okay, don't be angry. Can I explain it to you now?"

Song Wenjing also knew when to stop. He was indeed a little unhappy about yesterday's dinner, and agreed that Ye Nanxi would go with him. Part of the reason was because of Nian Zhi, and of course the other part was also due to Ye Nanxi's relationship.

If even Nian Zhi could see that Ye Nanxi paid extraordinary attention to her, then it was impossible for him, Song Wenjing, not to be able to see anything.

There are some things that he has been looking for a breakthrough, but there has never been any results. Now someone obediently brings them to his door. Song Wenjing really has a kind of——

It feels like there is no place to be found after wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all.

Ye Nanxi is directly related to Fengti, and Fengti is related to the former Feng family. There are countless connections between them, and of course there is Ye Lingjun.

He deliberately allowed Ye Nanxi to follow him to the dinner.

He also deliberately did not push away her advances at the dinner table.

Just to verify something I once suspected.

Of course, he knew that Nian Zhi would know about these things sooner or later.

When that woman Mu Chenchu ​​secretly took photos with her mobile phone, did she really think that he didn't know anything?

He still didn't show up, just to push things along. He wanted to see if Nian Zhi, a woman, would be nervous because of him if she knew this?

Facts have proved that the effect of his push is surprisingly good, but he did not expect that this little woman misunderstood him quite a bit.

The United States, France, and Germany have all come out. Is Song Wenjing really so affectionate in her heart?

He frowned and reached out to lift her chin, "It's enough to misunderstand me once. I was wronged. What about America, France, England, Germany? How do you know that I have women in so many countries?" "

Nian Zhi pursed her lips, raised her hand and slapped away his hand that was lifting her chin. She snorted coldly, with a sour tone that echoed throughout the information room, "You, President Song, are not very proud of themselves." What does it mean if there is one woman in each country? Maybe I even said there are less? "

"Who said I'm proud of myself?"

Song Wenjing sighed softly. She really didn't know how he could be so proud when facing her.

The man's big palm stretched out and held Nian Zhi's face. She moved resistingly, and Song Wenjing restrained her harder, "Okay, don't get angry with me anymore. I will take care of Ye Nanxi's matter." No more words. I couldn't possibly have any thoughts about her. I let her get close to me just to confirm some things. Nian Zhi, you are not stupid. You should know what I am talking about. As for the United States and the United Kingdom you are talking about, I am really wronged. Where did I get so many women? Do you really think I have so much energy? I feed you several times a day, how can I have any leftover for other women? "

"........."

The last sentence was too erotic, but the man in front of him spoke it in a serious manner, without even the slightest feeling that what he just said was excessive.

Nian Zhi's face was not as thick as his. In an instant, her ears turned completely red.

She turned her face away, not daring to look into the man's burning eyes.

In fact, she still knew very well in her heart that she was not an unreasonable person. Deep down in her heart, Nian Zhi believed in Song Wenjing.

Regarding Ye Nanxi's matter, she only admitted that she was indeed jealous and unhappy, but she always believed that Song Wenjing could not have any thoughts about her.

The reason why she was like this was just because she heard his gentle tone when he called her just now.

Trust is in her subconscious mind, so when Song Wenjing said that he was "unjustly accused", she actually believed him. Those things about the United States, France, etc. were just what she said casually out of anger.

However, the way he looked on the phone just now was always in her mind, lingering.

She didn't believe that the person on the other end of the phone would be a man, it must be a woman with whom he had a close relationship.

Nian Zhi has a million questions in her heart. She really wants to know who that person is. Is it the Situ Yan from before?

Or... another woman?

But she won't ask.

Even if she didn't ask, Song Wenjing knew what she was struggling with. He leaned over slightly and clasped her chin to make her look at him. The man's eyes were hot and his low tone was a bit doting, "... ...As for the phone call you said you heard, I do make a call to the British side every week, well...the person over there is indeed a woman."

"........."

My heart pounded, as if I fell into an abyss in an instant.

It's really a woman, he admitted... It's really a woman, so that woman must be very important to him, right?

It must be like this... Then what does it mean that he is doing this to himself now?

"Well, as you can imagine, she is indeed very important to me."

"........."

Nian Zhi's eyes were red, but her heart was cold. What did Song Wenjing mean?

Since there is such an important woman in his life, why does he still want to tease her?

Why did he occupy his heart and body so forcefully, and only in the end did he tell himself that he had a beloved woman in England?