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

Upstairs, Shi Sheng was lying on the bed, blinking her round eyes and looking at the ceiling, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Her clothes were a little messy, and there were some hickeys on her bones, but they were not heavy. Song Wenjing was still somewhat measured.

But...she couldn't tell who was drunk between her and Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing arranged her clothes for her: "Sorry, I can't help myself. Shengsheng won't mind, right?"

Shi Sheng couldn't bear it and kicked him: "Song Wenjing, this belongs to your uncle!"

"You also know that my uncle is very bad."

Of course he was talking about Song Liming.

Song Wenjing smiled, clasped Shi Sheng's ankle, squeezed it gently, and then kissed her instep almost reverently under Shi Sheng's surprised gaze.

This scene is simply shocking.

Suddenly, Shi Sheng blushed completely and her body felt a little hot.

Since when did Song Wenjing become so good at it?

Shi Sheng's whole body felt numb.

She hurriedly pulled her legs back and cursed secretly: "Madman!"

Song Wenjing smiled: "Yeah, crazy."

Shi Sheng stood up and asked him: "What kind of relationship do we have now? Are we playing with each other?"

Shi Sheng felt that he was a bit cheap.

Song Wenjing knew that she didn't want to remarry, so she didn't say that she wanted to get married again. Because it was too false, Shi Sheng wouldn't believe it. After trust was broken, it would be difficult to really get back together.

He pursed his lower lip, lightly brushed Shi Sheng's cheek with his fingertips, then hooked the hair around her ears, touched Xuan'er, and said, "I'm chasing you, let's try to talk about love first, you I was asked to write a self-criticism before, but I have been writing it, but I don’t dare to give it to you anymore. I’m afraid that you will become more angry and want to ignore me.”

"The thing about Wen Yizhen is that I'm a bastard, I don't know how to love, I was blind and I recognized the wrong person..."

Shi Sheng grimaced and said, "But I don't want to fall in love, I just want to play."

Song Wenjing nodded seriously: "Well, I'll let you play."

Shi Sheng: ...

Okay, okay, the dignified President Song also lost his face.

Let her play, first she must be able to afford it.

How many people in the world dare to play with Song Wenjing?

Maybe he would get caught up with him, just like just now, Shi Sheng still feels that he is at a disadvantage.

However, looking at Song Wenjing's face, beauty can bring harm to others. As expected, the beauty makes people faint.

She now understood how King Zhou You felt about playing with the princes in order to praise Si Fenghuo.

Shi Sheng pinched the center of his eyebrows and looked at Song Wenjing angrily. He sat cross-legged on the bed with a cold look in his eyes: "Do you know what the Internet is saying about you?"

Song Wenjing: "I don't know, tell me."

"Forget it, it's okay not to know."

Knowing this made me upset, so I decided not to cause any trouble to him.

Shi Sheng continued: "I just asked Tan Yanxi that Song Chengyi may have a history of drug abuse, so he may very well ask your mother for money to buy these things. You'd better keep it in check."

Song Wenjing muttered: "Yeah."

"Don't you care at all?"

Song Wenjing's reaction really surprised her. Judging from his appearance, he knew everything?

"He is just a stranger to me. I don't care what he does. It's a waste of my energy." Song Wenjing got up and got out of bed, stretched out and spoke lazily.

Shi Sheng: ...

This psychological power was so strong that Shi Sheng had the illusion that her worries were in vain. Wasn't this guy using Song Chengyi's affairs to make her feel pity?

That was too scary.

Shi Sheng's eyes gradually became filled with suspicion.

Song Wenjing looked back at her: "Why do you look at me like this? Do you think what I said makes sense?"

Shi Sheng rolled his eyes: "It makes sense, I shouldn't have come to find you, lost my wife and lost my troops."

Song Wenjing smiled lowly: "How could it be possible? You won't suffer."

Shi Sheng said angrily: "Get out!"

It was quite loud.

Although Guan Chengmin couldn't see the screen downstairs, he could hear the conversation between the two. For a moment, he felt that Song Wenjing, the straight man, had finally come to his senses, and expressed his relief.

Si Qingxiao felt dizzy. How could there be such a person in the world? Didn't he feel ashamed?

Guan Chengmin raised his eyes and looked at Si Qingxiao, and found that the woman's expression was somewhat speechless. He smiled and said, "Okay, I won't listen. It's not interesting anyway."

In less than ten minutes, Song Wenjing and Shi Sheng walked downstairs.

Song Wenjing gently supported Shi Sheng, but Shi Sheng kept trying to push him away.