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

Shi Sheng glanced at him indifferently: "What does it have to do with you? I will go with Pei Yihao to get the certificate tomorrow. That is also my business. You, an outsider, why do you care so much about me?"

After Shi Sheng saw him coming out, he felt inexplicably relieved, but this expression in Song Wenjing's eyes was completely different.

Was she having fun getting rid of him?

The jealousy in Song Wenjing's heart grew crazily, but it was suppressed by reason, which also made his expression look a bit dangerous and strange.

Shi Sheng frowned slightly. Based on her understanding of Song Wenjing, this guy must have filled his head with a lot of things and was already angry.

She touched her belly: "Mr. Pei, I hope you don't forget what I just said to you. I'm leaving now. See you later."

She also smiled at Pei Yihao, cheerful and relaxed, as if there was really some unspeakable adultery between them.

The expression on Pei Yihao's face almost split open.

I have seen dogs, but I have never seen such a dog.

Did they just say something? He clearly didn’t say anything!

He looked at the angry Song Wenjing and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Song is really capable."

But I couldn't tell whether this was sarcasm or a compliment.

At that time, Song Wenjing didn't care. He walked to his bed step by step and looked at him condescendingly. The majesty of a superior person unconsciously emanated. Pei Yihao's lips were tightened and his face was pale. The man just looked at him. It left him helpless.

Song Wenjing looked at his face, bent down, and patted his face, full of irony: "You can continue to dance in my minefield, but if you piss me off, let alone the Pei family, even the police can't protect you. I can’t protect you.”

Pei Yihao's body went cold, his whole body was trembling, he was frightened.

Song Wenjing smiled coldly, turned around and left, no longer talking nonsense to him.

Song Wenjing stopped Shi Sheng in the parking lot.

The driver was driving smoothly, and suddenly Song Wenjing rushed to the center. Shi Sheng saw it and said directly: "Master, get over."

driver:……

There's a real person in front of you, how about overcoming him?

However, the driver was also bold. The speed of the car increased sharply, which startled Shi Sheng. When the car was only half a meter away from Song Wenjing, he reminded Shi Sheng to tighten his seat belt, and then slammed on the brakes. Stop in front of you.

To an outsider, this scene is simply thrilling, because if the car rushed past at this speed, Song Wenjing would be half disabled if not dead!

Song Wenjing's eyebrows jumped sharply.

In the car, Shi Sheng looked at the driver sadly: "Aren't you afraid of killing others?"

The driver looked at her innocently: "Miss, didn't you order him to be crushed to death?"

Shi Sheng: ...

Just, speechless.

After Shi Sheng got out of the car, he held the door with one hand and said in a cool tone: "If you want to die, don't die under my car. I also want to bring blessings to the child in my belly."

Shi Sheng just didn't like that Song Wenjing kept pestering her, but she didn't really want to kill him.

After all, he is the father of her child.

Song Wenjing tightened her lips and stood there for a minute before her legs softened: "Is your driver blind?"

The driver stuck his head out in dissatisfaction and said quietly: "Mr. Song, my eyesight is fine."

Song Wenjing felt like she was going to die of anger.

He pinched his eyebrows and looked at Shi Sheng dissatisfied: "You don't care?"

"Oh, I asked him to do this. Is there anything wrong with you? If nothing happens, I have to go back." Shi Sheng rolled his eyes, unsure of himself.

"I'm hungry, please accompany me to eat."

Shi Sheng laughed angrily: "You risked your life and stopped the car here just to let me accompany you to dinner? Song Wenjing, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"Well, I haven't eaten even a drop of rice since I was taken away yesterday. Are you really watching me starve to death?" Song Wenjing looked at her aggrievedly.

Shi Sheng clicked his tongue: "Then you just want to eat. Can you make the meal more delicious if you let me eat with you?"

Song Wenjing nodded solemnly: "Because you are beautiful and delicious."