seek her

Jing Shu tried her best to shake off Song Sipu's hand, but she couldn't shake it off no matter what. She gently covered her brows and eyes with one hand, as if she didn't want these people to see her burst into tears, "You have no conscience, you have no conscience... ..."

She didn't know whether she said this to Ji Linjiang or Song Sipu.

Song Sipu's face turned pale, and he looked at Jingshu coldly, but he still didn't let go, instead, he clenched tighter and tighter. He didn't know whether it was Lu Jinqiao's shadow he was holding, or the only thing left of his conscience, or what he was holding. He has shaken his pity countless times, and he seems to be grasping a fleeting fear. It seems that something invisible is passing away at a fast speed, and what is passing away from his ample confidence is almost lost, leaving only a solitary fear.

At this moment in his confident three-party confrontation, each acting independently, not intersecting each other, and even never intersecting, it seems that he is suddenly left alone at a distant point, except that his grip is getting tighter and tighter, and he seems to be speechless for a moment.

He couldn't tell what he was holding, or he just wanted to use Min Jingshu to stimulate Ji Linjiang, so he kept her in place.

Ji Linjiang looked very steady, and pulled Jing Shu back into his arms.

Song Sipu still did not let go.

Two bodyguards rushed forward suddenly, and one of them kicked Song Sipu hard in the chest.

"Fuck." Brother Dong stood in front of Song Sipu, and the two of them took two steps back after being hit by the huge impact.

Jing Shu took the opportunity to break free, put a little closer to Ji Linjiang's arms, and walked out under his embrace.

Song Sipu raised his eyes to look in the direction she was leaving, and gradually pursed his thin lips.

The two bodyguards who gathered to fight were immediately controlled by the people brought by Jin Yi. Song Sipu strode out, and Dong Ge hurriedly chased after him.

"Jin Yi, Zheng Xin's case can't be found on Ji Linjiang's head. What you have is useless. Zheng Xin was persecuted by his creditors. At best, Ji Linjiang just took over the Zheng family's company and watched Zheng Xin's experience coldly. , this case can only hold him back for a short time, and he cannot be dealt with." Song Sipu stopped and looked at Jin Yi, "If you really want to catch him, from today onwards, if you keep an eye on me, you will catch him from me Substantial evidence of murder." He was sure, "Ji Linjiang will become more and more crazy, more and more famous, and now is just the beginning."

Song Sipu strode down the stairs, Ji Linjiang had already led Jing Shu away, Song Sipu turned and walked in another direction with a livid face, and got into the car straight away.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Brother Dong looked at Song Sipu, "What are you angry about? Why are you kissing Min Jingshu? What's going on?"

Song Sipu lit a cigarette a little depressed. The lighter he had used for many years could not flicker the flame. He suddenly threw the lighter out heavily, and then leaned back on the leather chair with his arms propped on the window frame, slightly leaning on the window frame. Frowning.

The lighter slammed heavily on the windshield in front of Brother Dong. Brother Dong dodged a bit and looked at Song Sipu in surprise. It was the first time he saw Si Pu throwing things in anger since he had known Song Sipu from prison for so many years. Yes, he even threw away his most beloved lighter, and it was even the first time seeing him get angry for no reason.

This man is a boring gourd. Except when he gets angry when fighting, he is basically bored in the gourd on weekdays. As long as the matter of Miss Lu and Ji Linjiang is not involved, Si Pu is basically not very emotional. Regarding matters related to Min Jingshu, he is more like a dead person No matter what happens to Min Jingshu, he always has an indifferent face. Only when it is related to Miss Lu, he will be particularly emotional.

He was not at a disadvantage in the confrontation with Ji Linjiang just now, and even belonged to the side that restrained Ji Linjiang, so why is he so depressed?
"What's the matter with you?" Brother Dong said, "Don't you want to get close to Min Jingshu? Which song was sung in the bathroom just now? Did you kiss her? Don't you think she is Miss Lu? I think she is now After fine-tuning the eyebrows, eyes and mouth, it is already very different from Ms. Lu, and her nose is different, and her face is smaller than Ms. Lu's, so you won't be confused and mistaken, right?"

Song Sipu remained silent, resting his elbows on the window frame and rubbing his frowning brows, his brows and eyes were submerged in the shadow cast by his fingers.

"Tell me about you. A while ago, Min Jingshu asked you to help her. If you didn't help, you would serve you water and cook, and serve you wine. You approached you so courteously, and you couldn't avoid it. She didn't even let her touch you. At that time, she wanted you to shelter her from the wind and rain and lean on your shoulder. You pushed her away so resolutely, for fear that she would blackmail you." Brother Dong said, " You pushed her back to Ji Linjiang with your own hands, and let Ji Linjiang tie her tightly, what's wrong with you now, hugging and kissing her? Did you take the wrong medicine? "

Song Sipu's face was slightly cold.

"A while ago, righteous words warned us to stay away from her, saying that she is poisonous, what are you doing now?" Brother Dong didn't notice it at all, and continued, "Si Pu, let me introduce you to a girl, you first break your virginity , so that you may understand women better, you are really annoying in this way."

Through the rearview mirror, Brother Dong saw Song Sipu motionless like a sculpture.

Brother Dong said, "You don't have feelings for her, and she doesn't like you either. In this case, if you hug her and play around, it will only make her hate you. If I knew I wanted her, I should have listened to you a while ago." Let her rely on you, when she sticks to you, if you hook your fingers, she can take the bait. If you miss that opportunity, you are doing such a low-quality thing now, a bit...too low-level...you are disrupting Battle..."

Seeing that he hadn't driven for so long, Song Sipu just sat and talked, suddenly pushed the car door angrily, got out of the car and walked home.

"Here again! Every time you talk about something you don't like to hear, you just walk away in such a muffled voice." Dongge pulled out the car key, called a substitute driver, and then got out of the car to catch up with him, "What's wrong with you? Tell brother Tell me, brother will help you analyze and analyze, what is going on tonight? Your dear Min Jingshu... What is wrong with you? Could it be that she is really interested in her..."