Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

Song Jingshu thought to herself that she just wanted to make things clear with Li Mingjue and let him know that she didn't like him.

I don't want anything to happen to him.

Li Mingjue didn't do anything to hurt her. He is so thick-skinned. What if he said something he shouldn't have said after calling the police?

"He...he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. There's no need to call the police." She twirled her fingers.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Song Xing'an refused and looked at his girlfriend intently, "Let's go."

Jiang Wan nodded slightly, her eyes falling on Song Jingshu, "Do you really not need our help to call the police?"

Song Jingshu's head shook like a rattle.

Watching the two of them leave, she curled her lips in grievance.

Why did he just leave like that?

Why is he so cruel? It's just a piece of cake.

Thinking of that person in the hotel who should not be provoked, I almost cried again.

If she had known this would happen, she should not have drunk those two extra glasses of wine, and she should not have heard her friends laugh at her for never having been in a relationship. In a fit of anger, she randomly found someone to try out the romance between a man and a woman.

Otherwise, how can they say there is no coincidence in the world.

After they took a walk, Song Xingan sent her to the hotel.

She lives on the sixth floor.

The moment the elevator door opened, they witnessed the two people who were kissing passionately in the corridor stumbling into the next room.

The two of them saw the familiar figure clearly.

It was the girl who stopped him downstairs.

Jiang Wan looked at him, squeezed his palm, and said in a barely audible voice, "They...seem to have a pretty good relationship. It seems like we were right not to call the police on our own initiative, otherwise it would have turned into a pornography raid."

"Ah."

The soundproofing of this hotel is average.

The two people must be kissing behind the door, and the sound of their conversation came clearly into their ears.

The girl's breathing was unsteady, and she said reluctantly, "I know it was wrong of me to be a gigolo, but you didn't suffer any loss. If I accompany you this time, will you be willing to go back and not disturb my life?"

“Heh.” The man chuckled, “That depends on your performance tonight. If I’m not satisfied, you can only go visit your uncle and aunt.”

"Li Mingjue!" she scolded.

"Be good and concentrate. Don't think about other things at a time like this, or you'll make me think that I'm not serving you well enough." The man emphasized the word 'serve'.

Someone suddenly covered his ears.

Jiang Wan looked back, her clear eyes meeting his shy eyes.

Song Xingan had never seen such a scene before. His earlobes were so red that they looked like they could bleed, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Don't listen. It's not decent."

Jiang Wan took out the room card and opened the door.

After the door closed, no more noise was heard.

This also gave up Jiang Wan's idea of ​​changing rooms.

Looking at their posture, it seems they won't stop anytime soon.

She didn't want to knock on the wall in the middle of the night to remind them of the time.

"Go back." She ordered him to leave.

"Okay, what do you want for breakfast? I'll bring it to you when I come over."

Jiang Wan raised her hand and stroked her boyfriend's cheek.

He immediately squatted down and rubbed her palm.

As obedient and clingy as a kitten.

Jiang Wan was amused by his action and held his cheeks with both hands, "Don't worry about me, there is breakfast in the hotel. It's not easy to grow some meat on your face. Have a good rest and remember to eat breakfast."

"it is good."

Jiang Wan slept until eight o'clock.

She stood in front of the window and took in the snow-covered scene. The warm winter sun shone on her body and she stretched lazily in joy.

When Jiang Wan finished washing up and went out, she happened to meet the two people next to her.

The man put his arm around the girl's shoulders domineeringly, not allowing her to struggle or retreat.

Song Jingshu couldn't break free, and angrily tried to step on his foot, but she stepped on nothing, and the man laughed in delight.

She was furious, "Li Mingjue, you..."

Song Jingshu's face flushed and she wanted to say something, but when she saw the person coming out from the next door, the color on her face suddenly faded.

Her lips moved, not knowing how to start.

Jiang Wan looked at her, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she raised her hand to greet her, "What a coincidence, good morning."

"Good morning." Song Jingshu pushed the man's arm away and said anxiously, "Sister! Can I have a few words with you?"

She blinked, as if she didn't understand what they were saying, but still said politely: "You are my boyfriend's friend, so of course you are my friend, of course you can."

Song Jingshu told the man to wait for her downstairs.

Jiang Wan invited the person into her room.

After entering the room, Jiang Wan instantly changed her expression to one of worry. She lowered her voice and said straight to the point: "Is he the one you were talking about yesterday? Did he bully you? Don't be afraid, tell me, and your brother Xing'an and I will help you get justice."

"No." Song Jingshu shook her head like a rattle. "He didn't bully me. I just came here to talk to him. Can you please not tell this to anyone else?"

Especially Song Xingan.

"Of course." Jiang Wan whispered softly, "I can pretend that I didn't see you two come out together."

"Thank you."

"Is there anything else?"

"I..." Song Jingshu hesitated to speak.

The luxury goods that Li Mingjue bought for her filled up the entire cloakroom. Plus, she studied fashion design and was very familiar with fashion brands. Naturally, she could recognize that the person in front of her was wearing branded clothes. Just look at the clothes she was wearing. I'm afraid that Grandpa Song couldn't afford to buy them even if he sold soy milk for a month.

She has an elegant temperament and good conversation skills. Song Xingan is just a microcosm of the poor people in a small city.

They are totally mismatched.

They have a deep relationship now, but what about in the future?

In the future, she will need to buy clothes, bags, and high-end jewelry. How can Xing'an Ge afford to support her given his financial situation?

Can they really stay together for long?

They are not people of one world.

She should make this man, who seemed to have a good family background, aware of this, so that they would not break up because of family circumstances when their relationship was deeper.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and said, "Sister, do you know Song Xingan's family situation?"

"what do you mean?"

They chatted for half an hour.

Song Jingshu was speaking for twenty-nine minutes.

As expected, she had been paying attention to Song Xing'an for a long time and knew his situation very well.

When Song Xing'an was a child, his father fell seriously ill. The family spent all their savings on his treatment and incurred a lot of debt, but they still couldn't save his father from the brink of death. In order to pay off the debt, Song's mother worked from dawn to dusk and became ill from overwork for this broken family.

She couldn't bear to drag down the grandfather and grandson any longer, so she chose to commit suicide by taking pills.

Song Xing'an had a hard life when he was a child and was often bullied at school. She often saw glue smeared on his seat and his books torn up.

Taking advantage of the fact that he didn't dare to complain and that no one would stand up for him, they even blocked him in the toilet and beat, scolded and humiliated him.

It's really not easy for him to get to where he is today...

As she spoke, her eyes turned red, she sniffed, and continued with a sob, "He had a really hard time. He had no childhood and no time to play. I can see that you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. You are dressed brightly and beautifully, and you are from a completely different world from him.

I don't know why you like him, I just hope your feelings for him are real, don't...don't despise him just because he has no money. If you are just in a whim, I hope you can break up with him in a decent way. "