After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

After "sending" the gift in return, Shen Yanhe picked up his phone and looked at it, only to find that Song Shiwei hadn't sent her a message yet.

He didn't take it to heart, turned off the phone, threw himself on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

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Yiyi is a social animal, and she is also a fan of Shen Yingying. She is very envious of her luxurious and wealthy life, and longs to be able to contact the high society.

When she had just finished her day's work and was about to read a novel to relax, an advertisement window popped up on the page of the novel.

Just when Yiyi was about to dismiss the advertisement pop-up window as usual, she saw the picture on the pop-up window, and when she saw clearly the two people kissing together in the picture, her eyes widened instantly.

The woman who was being kissed on the face by an ugly man, smiling like a flower, was her fan blogger!

"Damn it!" Yiyi was so surprised that she burst into a sentence, sat up straight, took a screenshot of the picture and sent it to the fan group.

[One Two One]: [Picture]

[One Two One]: What's going on?

[One Two One]: Is this ugly man Yingying's boyfriend?

This screenshot of her instantly blew up many night owl fans, and they began to ask her about the situation of this picture, and then asked her about the relationship between her and this man.

Because Shen Yingying has been marketing to the outside world as elegant, rich, and unworldly wealthy daughters.

She also once said that she likes good-looking boys.

But now she is so close to a middle-aged man who is bald, fat, and greasy, and looks like she could be her father. It's hard not to make fans think of some bad things.

Not only the fans saw it, but also friends who knew Shen Yingying well.

They sent her to ask about the situation.

But now Shen Yingying had already been lying on the bed and taking a beauty sleep, and missed the first opportunity to clarify.

This photo was also spread by the daughter who had a bad relationship with her, and the more it spread, the more outrageous it became.

In the end, there were rumors that the Shen family was planning to marry the Chen family.

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A villa somewhere.

Unlike the lively Internet, Song Shiwei and Qi Yunqian were sitting face to face when they received the news from Shen Yanhe.

On the coffee table separating the two, there were two documents.

The document begins: prenuptial agreement.

With a gloomy expression on Qi Yunqian's handsome face, he raised his eyes and glanced at the person sitting across from him. He was completely different from the bright and delicate woman two years ago. With a glance at the rather lifeless woman, an indistinct annoyance emerged in his heart.

His slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, and after drawing Song Shiwei's attention, he pushed the document in front of her indifferently.

"This is a prenuptial agreement. After I marry you, I will fulfill my responsibilities as a husband, and I will give you living expenses every month." Qi Yunqian deliberately paused, and carefully looked at Song Shiwei's expression.

Her expression was still indifferent, and her beautiful peach eyes were also extremely gloomy, not at all the joy that burst out in her eyes when she heard that she could marry him two years ago.

What made him even more inexplicably uncomfortable was that she looked into his eyes as if there was no love in her eyes.

This made him panic, but he didn't know why.

His eyes darkened, he looked at Song Shiwei, and said, "But, I won't touch you, and I won't have any physical contact with you."

Song Shiwei glanced at him with beautiful peach blossom eyes, did not speak, lowered her eyes slightly, and looked at the prenuptial agreement on the table.

Noticing that other emotions appeared in her eyes, the noble man had crossed his legs, his big hands with distinct phalanges and fingers crossed on his thighs, his temperament was compelling, and his pair of Ruifeng eyes hidden under the gold-rimmed glasses were indifferent and ruthless.

"What happened back then was not my intention. You took the blame for Ah Yu. Both Ah Yu and I are very grateful to you and feel guilty towards you, so I will keep my promise to you two years ago and marry you after you get out of prison."

Song Shiwei looked at him with a calm expression, and smiled a little: "You don't have to be so reluctant, just give me compensation."

Seeing her indifferent expression, Qi Yunqian felt even more depressed, pulled the tie that was usually tightly tied with his big hand, but the expression on his face became even lighter: "It's not forced, but you also know that I... don't like you. "

"Marrying you is also out of responsibility. I hope that after you sign the agreement, you don't have any unrealistic ideas, and don't expect things that don't belong to you."

Song Shiwei's heart was suffocated, densely packed, the pain spread from his heart like an ant bite.

She looked at the man in front of her, who had changed from a young boy of Zhilan Yushu to a mature and stable man after the baptism of time, feeling a little dazed.

He was someone I had loved deeply.

It is undeniable that she is a sentimental and worthless person.

When he came to look for Qi Yunqian, he still had some secret expectations in his heart.

Expecting her to occupy such a small place in his heart.

He has a little bit of oneness with her.

Because he was the dream she kept in her heart when she was young, she dared not touch it, and looked up to the light of life.

It's a pity that she wished too much.

He was no longer the clean boy who rescued her from the collapsed ruins.

He was no longer the boy she once liked.

When Qi Yunqian saw her pained and relieved eyes, the boredom in his heart became more and more intense, and there was also a bit of inexplicable panic.

There are also somewhat unchecked expectations.

I look forward to Song Shiwei being able to say proudly and domineeringly like two years ago: Impossible, he is already married to her, so he is hers.

Or say: It doesn't matter if you don't like me, as long as I like you.

No.

She said nothing.

Song Shiwei just breathed lightly, calming down the sour emotions in her heart, and looked at the tall man sitting across from her, who was clearly very close to her, but actually very far away.

The anticipation in her heart was wiped out, but it made her feel a little bit of hatred.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and she gave a short laugh.

Suddenly seeing her bright and charming smile, Qi Yunqian was stunned for a few seconds, his hands on his thighs were clenched into fists, and he stared at her darkly.

This was the first time she smiled at him after meeting him.

But in the next second, he heard Song Shiwei propping his chin with one hand, narrowing his beautiful peach eyes slightly, looking at him with a bit of malice and playfulness, and repeating his words word by word: "Don't like me? "

Qi Yunqian frowned slightly, watching Song Shiwei remain silent, as if no matter what she said or did, she couldn't attract his attention.

tugged at his heartstrings.

as if.

With him, she was just a most familiar stranger.

It was a burden he couldn't wait to get rid of.

It is also the stain of his life.

It's like, when he was a student, he had an unavoidable and extremely disgusting attitude towards her.

Song Shiwei just smiled, and said in a soft voice, "Then you have to remember this sentence and guard your heart."

With her slender hands, she picked up the signature pen on the table, and steadily wrote her name on it stroke by stroke.

Then he raised his head to look at Qi Yunqian, his peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, but there was no trace of a smile at the bottom of his eyes: "You must never like me in the future, no, fall in love with me, otherwise, you will suffer a thousand times more than me."

She won't love him anymore, and she won't be stupid because of her feelings.

Qi Yunqian closed his eyes, restrained the irritability surging in his heart, his brows were calm and indifferent, when he watched her sign and push the prenuptial agreement in front of him, he suddenly asked, "Don't tell me you still love me now?"

When Song Shiwei first heard his words, she looked at him a little strangely, feeling resentful and also a little desolate and funny in her heart, she was already heartbroken, so how could she talk about love or not?

But she just looked at him quietly, bent her lips and smiled: "Love, why don't you love him."

Love the money he gives.

Love the car he gave.

Also love the room he gave.

For a person who has suffered from lack of money, she loves someone who can give her these external material conditions.

Therefore, even if the person in front of him is not Qi Yunqian, it doesn't matter.

Who can give her a good life, who she loves.

Qi Yunqian didn't hear the deep meaning in her words, but just took a deep look at her, the depression in his heart dissipated a little because of her words, and he stood up slowly, his tall body enveloping her slender body.

He reached out and took the prenuptial agreement signed by Song Shiwei in his hand, and touched her hand a little while taking it.

The cold touch made Qi Yunqian subconsciously hold her whole hand, and his pretty brows frowned: "Why is it so cold? I asked Xiao Zhang to prepare an electric warm bag for you, and you warm it with it."

Song Shiwei: "..."

Song Shiwei looked at him as if he had seen a ghost.

This man is so changeable?One second I was saying I don't like you, the next second I started to care about why your hands are so cold?Isn't this schizophrenic?

Qi Yunqian didn't take her surprised expression seriously, but just covered her hand, glanced at the time on the watch, and realized that it was already late, so he took the agreement and prepared to leave.

"This villa is newly renovated. No one has ever lived in it. You will live here in the future."

"Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to get the certificate, and I will ask Xiao Zhang to pick you up."

Just as he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket buzzed.

Qi Yunqian took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, then his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly left a sentence: "Have a good rest, see you tomorrow at nine o'clock."

Holding the phone, he left in a hurry.

When he left, Song Shiwei was still sitting on the sofa, looking down at the place where he had just held her hand in a daze.

The slender fingers curled up slightly, on which there seemed to be a nostalgic warmth.

He actually still cares about her, right?

Song Shiwei couldn't help thinking.

If you didn't care about her, why did you hold her hand suddenly, and asked why her hand was so cold, why did you cover her hand and prepare a warm water bottle?

As soon as this idea came up, Song Shiwei remembered what he said word by word just now: I don't like you.

Don't expect things that don't belong to you.

Yes, luxury.

To her, he was a luxury.

"Song Shiwei, you are so stupid." Song Shiwei gritted her teeth, pulled out a disposable towel from the coffee table with her slender fingers, and fiercely wiped the hand he just shook.

"He said it so clearly and hurt you so badly. You still have extravagant hopes in your heart. How stupid!"

"Isn't the suffering you have suffered in the past two years enough to make you wake up completely?"

He left in such a hurry this time because of his white moonlight!

You have no place in his heart!

Stop dreaming!

Song Shiwei didn't slow down until her hand was rubbed red and tingling.

She took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, her eyes were deep, peeling off her emotional calm.

She knew that he left in such a hurry, probably Fu Yu was trying to mess up something.

it's fine.

No matter how much Fu Yu tossed about, she couldn't hurt her anymore.

She will never again be as forbearing as she was two years ago, and she will never give Qi Yunqian any face.

She will not love him anymore.