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

When Song Xing'an heard this, he could not control the malice in his heart and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is it?"

"I'll just say some things directly. When we were at the hotel, Miss Song talked to me alone about you."

She recounted Song Jingshu's words...

"Should I reflect on whether I, as a girlfriend, am worse than a neighbor?"

"Why does she, an outsider, sound like I'm just playing with you?"

"I came all the way to find you just to give you a surprise, and I tried so hard to tell you that I like you. Isn't this nothing?"

"I know all your insecurities, and I try to bridge the gap between the two of us, but everything I do is still just for fun. I really don't understand."

"I really try my best to cultivate our relationship, but I get tired too. Should I not come here..."

She didn't give Song Xing'an a chance to speak and just blurted out all this.

She really couldn't say the rest of the words, so she turned her back, wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and tried to calm her breathing.

Song Xing'an was stunned.

He and Song Jingshu have nothing to do with each other, so why would she say this in front of her girlfriend?

He quickly walked around to her and explained in a panic, "No, I have never doubted your feelings for me. Don't take her words to heart. She and I are not familiar with each other. She knows nothing and doesn't understand us at all. Wanwan, don't cry..."

He almost cried as he spoke.

Jiang Wan let out a long sigh.

She held her boyfriend's cheek, stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his lips, then hugged him tightly, buried her cheek in his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "I rarely like someone, and I never thought that one day I would like you more than Ji Chen.

Song Xingan, I take relationships very seriously. I always date with the intention of getting married. If you ever feel insecure or think I don't love you enough, you can tell me. I don't want us to break up one day because of these things."

Hearing that they were dating for the purpose of marriage, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, wishing he could rub her into his bones and blood and never separate them. "I have never doubted this. Don't say those words of separation."

Song Xing'an knew that he was inferior.

Their family situations are very different, and this is an unchangeable fact.

Some people can never have the life she has now in their entire life.

He knew the gap between them and worked harder to become better, climbing up step by step, hoping to reach a position that matched her soon.

I never thought about breaking up.

It was his first time falling in love, and he poured out all his emotions without reservation.

How could anyone persuade her to abandon him?

Jiang Wan knew that too much is as bad as too little, so she touched his head and said, "I just said so much because I was unhappy. I didn't mean to..."

Jiang Wan swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth, put her hands on the corners of his lips, and made him smile, "Okay, in short, just treat it as a few random complaints from me. Don't take those words to heart. Just smile."

He laughed harder than he cried.

Jiang Wan took his hand and changed the subject, "I want to eat hot pot at noon."

"Then let's go eat."

"I don't want to eat hot pot anymore. I want to go to the iron pot stewed goose that Grandpa Song mentioned..."

"no problem."

At noon, she said she wanted to eat some home-cooked meals, so they went to the supermarket to buy vegetables. When they returned to the Song family, Song Xing'an still cooked the meals.

After dinner, Grandpa Song gave her a red envelope.

The red envelope should have been newly bought by Grandpa Song, and it contained a thousand yuan. Jiang Wan declined, but Grandpa Song said that this was the custom here, and that when one brought a girlfriend home, the elders should give her a red envelope.

If she didn't take it, it would mean she thought it was too little. Jiang Wan couldn't refuse and took it.

Afterwards, she gave it to Song Xing'an, but he didn't want it. She put it in her bag and said, "I'll keep it to buy delicious food for Grandpa Song."

In the afternoon, the two of them helped Grandpa Song set up the stall. After the crowds decreased, Song Xing'an sent her back to the hotel.

He stopped when he passed by Song Jingshu's house on his way home.

He stared at the closed door for a few seconds, and it was unclear what emotion was in his black eyes.

After a long time, he knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was Song Jingshu.

"Would you like to talk to me?" he said.

Song Jingshu's heart beat faster and she nodded reservedly.

They haven't spoken alone for a long time.

Song Jingshu lowered her eyes and noticed what she was wearing. Regret flashed in her eyes. If she had known he would come, she would not have worn pajamas.

The two stood at the entrance of the alley. Song Xing'an put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the street light and said lazily, "I saw it all last night."

"what did you see?"

Song Jingshu didn't react for a moment.

Then he thought of something and his face turned pale.

Song Xing'an didn't want to beat around the bush and continued, "I saw you and your so-called suitor hugging and kissing in the hotel corridor, and I heard you making love in the hotel room. You said he was your suitor, but you didn't like him, so you asked me to pretend to be your boyfriend and send him away. So? You were willing to go to bed with him even if you didn't like him?"

There was frank malice in his words.

Song Jingshu felt embarrassed when she heard this and couldn't believe that these words came out of his mouth.

She clenched her fingers and shook her head like a rattle, "Brother Xing'an, it's not what you think..."

"I'm sorry, I'm the only child in my family. I don't have a sister, and I'm not your brother. Don't call me Brother Xing'an, which can lead to misunderstanding." He raised a sarcastic smile and said something more unpleasant. "Song Jingshu, you don't like that man, but you can get a room in a hotel with him. Why? Is it for money? Well, the watch that man wears must cost millions, it's really eye-catching."

Song Jingshu's eyes widened, her pupils full of hurt: "Song Xing'an! I know you don't like me, but you don't have to say that to me. We have known each other for so many years, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

"I really don't know. You're the kind of person who goes to nightclubs, gets drunk, and sleeps with random people as if they were gigolos."

"Song Xing'an, don't go too far. Even if I did something, it has nothing to do with you. What right do you have to humiliate me with words?"

Song Xing'an has endured too much malice over the years. He knows how it feels to hear those harsh words, and he is unwilling to say anything too unpleasant.

But being unwilling doesn’t mean not being able to speak.

Some things need to be resolved once and for all.

He didn't want these unknown factors to affect his relationship with Wanwan.

He didn't want anyone to ruin all his happiness.

"Humiliation? You're clearly in that kind of relationship, but you still treat us like fools and make up some ridiculous lies to get us to help you. Is it because you don't have enough money?"

Song Jingshu's temples were throbbing. She didn't feel any pain even when her nails dug into her flesh. But when she pressed her palms, it was her heart that hurt more.

She didn't understand how he could become like this.

"I didn't. The relationship between him and me cannot be explained in a few words. In short, I am definitely not the kind of person you say I am." Song Jingshu suddenly remembered something, "Did your girlfriend tell you something?"

"She said something to me, saying that you told her about my family situation, how poor I had been before, and how miserable my fate was.

Why did you tell her all this? Do you want her to think that I am not worthy of her, to break up with me? Do you want to break us up? "