Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

At this time, Shi Sheng's phone call suddenly went through. The sound on her mobile phone was quite loud. The man opposite heard the police's questioning voice, became a little scared, and suddenly rushed towards Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng was dealing with the police but didn't notice the man's movements.

The man came up and tried to take away her cell phone.

Tan Yanxi was surprised and hurriedly asked Shi Sheng to get away. However, before she could say anything, she saw someone rushing over and kicked the man away.

Shi Sheng was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked up at the person standing in front of him.

The man has broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He is wearing a suit and looks evil and arrogant.

She pursed her lower lip, frowned, and there was a trace of displeasure in her eyes. The jealousy that she had finally suppressed in the private room swept over inexplicably. She sarcastically said: "Mr. Song is so free, and he just rushed out to protect me?"

How could Song Wenjing not hear the softness in her tone, and couldn't help but turn around, "I just saved you, and you are talking to me in such a weird way?"

Shi Sheng tugged at his lips and said disdainfully: "Am I still grateful to you? Besides, even if you don't come, he won't hurt me."

"I want you to mind your own business here."

Her tone was very angry and full of malice.

At this time, I am afraid that Song Wenjing even breathed wrongly.

Song Wenjing had never been criticized like this before. He had always kept his temper in front of Shi Sheng, and he was immediately dissatisfied: "Have you taken the gunpowder? If you want to calm down the anger, I don't mind helping you."

Shi Sheng said indifferently: "A beating will calm the fire."

Song Wenjing narrowed her eyes and sneered coldly: "A fight on the bed can indeed extinguish the fire, but I'm afraid you can't."

His eyes fell faintly on Shi Sheng's belly, indicating something.

Shi Sheng's heart skipped a beat, feeling that he had been offended.

What this bitch said was simply too presumptuous.

Tan Yanxi looked at the interaction between the two with a little envy, and she felt an indescribable sour feeling in her heart. Her eyes fell on Song Wenjing expectantly, burning like the scorching sun.

Shi Sheng took in all her expressions and wondered, were the two of them acting in front of her as if they didn't know each other?

The tricks of the rich are really terrifying.

Shi Sheng looked at Song Wenjing coldly and sneered: "Mr. Song, it's better not to stage any affectionate drama in front of me. I don't like watching, so stay away from me."

Song Wenjing frowned. She really didn't understand where her sudden anger came from. She was a little confused.

Shi Sheng saw that he was still pretending to be stupid and didn't bother to say anything. The two of them obviously wanted to have an underground affair and didn't want to be discovered, so she didn't expose it. She just thought about the man chasing her while He Tanyan was not clear about Yan Xi, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable in his heart.

She took a deep breath: "Since Mr. Song is here, you can handle this matter. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

She also didn't give Song Wenjing a chance to keep her.

When Song Wenjing wanted to chase the man, he saw Tan Yanxi looking miserable. The man was still a little dissatisfied and had already gotten up from the ground, planning to continue his attack.

Song Wenjing was upset and felt unhappy. She took off her coat, slowly unbuttoned her cufflinks, slowly rolled up her sleeves, and looked at the man with a cold expression: "What, you are not satisfied and you still want to fight?"

There was murderous intent in Song Wenjing's eyes, and her aura was so overwhelming that the man was completely breathless.

His intuition told him that he couldn't afford to offend the person in front of him. His legs shook, and he didn't even dare to say harsh words. He was about to run away, but Song Wenjing stopped him again: "Pick up the money on the ground and get out of here." "

"Good good."

The man turned his head and sadly picked up the money and left.

How cold he was when he threw the money away, how embarrassed he was when he picked it up now.

After the man became powerful, Song Wenjing was about to pick up the clothes on the ground, but found that the clothes were already on Tan Yanxi's arms. He was slightly stunned.

Tan Yanxi said embarrassedly: "Mr. Song, I have caused you trouble again."

Song Wenjing no longer wanted the clothes she had touched, and said coldly: "These clothes are dirty, throw them away."

Tan Yanxi gritted her teeth, feeling aggrieved for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, why, it's not me who did the wrong thing, why are you so hostile to me!"