The president is committing suicide

Although Ding Jiayin deliberately released information about Shen Luxi for Xiao Yunzheng's sake, he behaved relatively cheerfully in front of Xiao Mimi.

After all, it doesn't seem to matter no matter who you talk to.

However, after Ding Jiaying came back, she began to wonder in her room whether there was any hidden story behind this.

Because there is a snowman on his bed, with the words "Murmansk Snowman" written on it.

The handwriting is obviously Shen Cong's. This is not an ordinary doll, it is custom-made.

What's the special reason for ordering a doll that's not in any IP? That snowman looks ugly.

What is the relationship between this snowman and Shen Luxi who was sent to Murmansk?

Ding Jiaying was so upset that she couldn't think any more.

She felt very uncomfortable whenever she thought about the doll she watched falling asleep every night having any relationship with another woman.

She went up and down the stairs, and was everywhere in the living room, kitchen and study.

She sat down on the balcony of the study and saw a book lying there opposite her. It was called "Sixteen Rules for Love".

The name successfully caught her attention. What are the rules of love?

I looked around to make sure no one was around. I wondered who had opened the book and not put it away.

Ding Jiaying's curiosity made her pick up the book, and what caught her eyes were three big words - I'm sorry.

The sixth rule of love is that when your girlfriend is angry, say sorry first no matter what the situation.

What the hell? Are all girls in the world so unreasonable? This is simply nonsense.

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Rule 7 of love, she is right.

At the beginning of the argument, the girlfriend is always right. A grown man should not argue with the woman he loves.

What a crap book! How can we not know right from wrong with such a cliché?

The person who wrote the book is simply a psychopath, and the person who reads the book is also mentally ill.

Wait a minute, only Shen Cong and I can enter this study room. So...

The person who is reading this is Shen Cong?

When did he come back? In broad daylight, wasn't he at the helm of the company?

Ding Jiaying is very angry now and doesn't want to see him.

Ding Jiaying immediately put down the book and walked out of the study.

Don't meet at this time.

Good things don't work, but bad things do. Ding Jiaying bumped into Shen Cong at the door of the study.

Ding Jiaying felt that she should say, "I have something to do right now, so why don't we just not chat today."

But Shen Cong said the sixth rule of love right away: "I'm sorry."

Ding Jiaying was stunned. What a guy who applies what he has learned? Do smart people like to apply what they have learned?

Seeing that Ding Jiaying didn't react, Shen Cong took a step forward, and Ding Jiaying took a step back before she could react.

This is the bad step, they are all in the study now.

"I don't know why you are angry, it's all my fault. It's my fault." Shen Cong's words sounded very familiar to Ding Jiaying. Look, isn't this the seventh rule of love?

Reading all kinds of books can kill you.

Now Ding Jiaying was even angrier, as this was a plan designed specifically to deal with her.

"I'm leaving."

Shen Cong knew she was angry: "Are you angry because you threw away some clothes yesterday?"

"I'm angry? I'm angry? Shen Cong, you're funny? You said they are my clothes, so what's wrong with me getting rid of some unused clothes? It's okay to throw them away or cut them up, right?" He still mentioned the pajamas at this time, which made Ding Jiaying's anger rise all of a sudden.

"Row."

"So what's the problem?"

His eyes were bright, as if he saw through her. Ding Jiaying was not as flustered as before.

But it's obviously not my fault, it's this guy's problem.

Ding Jiaying glared at him fiercely: "Mind your own business."

The two of you just stood there, looking at each other, doing nothing.

But in fact, Ding Jiaying wanted to poke the man in front of her in the chest with her fingertips and said viciously: "Man, you better behave yourself. Don't show your charm in front of outsiders. Even when you buy things for me, please don't let people with ulterior motives see you! I don't care if it's logical or not, I just want a result!"

I pinched his chin, pulled him down completely, and stared into his eyes: "You'd better understand that you are mine."

crazy.

"Aying, are you jealous?"

"..."

Shen Cong suddenly spoke in a way that did not follow the rules of love, and Ding Jiaying was instantly speechless.

Jealous? How can I admit that these two words are related to me?

What made you jealous? Wasn't there any suspicion caused by the anonymous letter?

Are you jealous of the outstanding and beautiful girls around Shen Cong?

It was really hard for her to talk about this.

She played dumb: "What are you jealous of? What nonsense are you talking about?"

The joy between Shen Cong's eyebrows became more blatant: "You are jealous."

This was different from the previous time when she saw him being asked for his contact information. This time she went to find clues herself and got jealous.

She cares about him so much now.

Ding Jiaying was furious: "I don't want to talk to you now. Get out of my way. I want to go back to my room."

Shen Cong stood there blocking the door tightly, pretending to be resentful: "What should I do? There is no description of this kind of situation in the book. Why are you getting angrier and angrier? You have read the book too, so give me some advice."

"I didn't." Shen Cong should not have been there when Ding Jiaying threw away the book.

Shen Cong thought she looked pretty when she was upset: "I saw it all. You're still trying to make excuses."

Ding Jiaying bent down and tried to pass under her arm, but he bent down and hugged her tightly. Frightened, Ding Jiaying kicked Shen Cong on the calf, and he couldn't help but groan.

The force was so great that Ding Jiaying was a little stunned.

"Yes, I've been practicing martial arts while dancing these days, which is enough for self-defense."

"Why don't you hide?"

"Do you still feel bad that I'm hiding?"

shameless.

"Then you should kick again." Shen Cong stretched his legs forward in front of her, and the two of them got closer.

Ding Jiaying tried to break free, but she was held even tighter.

"Let me go. Let me go. If you don't let me go I will..."

"That's it?"

How come such a handsome guy has become a scoundrel now?

"If you don't let go, I'll call for help."

"You screamed."

"I……"

The warm lips pressed against hers without any explanation, blocking her weak threats.

Being hugged tightly and turned around, Ding Jiaying's back was against the somewhat cool door panel. His domineering and passionate kiss was full of unrestrained indulgence, intending to ignite the fire between the two.

Shen Cong's aura was overwhelming, leaving no room for reaction, and quickly enveloped all her senses.

Ding Jiaying felt like a piece of driftwood in the sea, with no other options but to be carried by the waves and drift.