The president is committing suicide

In the photo, Shen Cong was also smiling, but his cone was not moving at all. He was handsome, and even with just a slight smile, people could not help but admire him.

A new word I learned on the Internet is "male Daji", which is very suitable for him.

Ding Jiaying didn't see their wedding photos and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't follow the trend, and it was hard for me to imagine Shen Cong swaying left and right and posing coquettishly following the instructions of others.

What kind of mood did the two of them feel when they got married? Were they evenly matched, or did they watch each other fall into a trap?

Apart from this framed photo, Ding Jiaying has not found any other photos of the two of them together. Naturally, there is no way to prove that the two of them looked sexy together.

Actually, what’s the point of thinking about these things?

The passion between the two people was like volcanic lava, but it had cooled rapidly in her.

She now looked at everything with a little doubt and hesitation, as if she had involuntarily grown a pair of scrutinizing eyes.

Pointless.

The consequence of daydreaming is that the brain is very tired. Under the lure of the sun, Ding Jiaying fell asleep on the sofa on the balcony.

Ding Jiaying was half asleep when Shen Cong called.

"What to eat?"

When she heard the pleasant voice, Ding Jiaying was actually a little dazed.

Three meals a day, food, sex, and love...

"Ah good."

The person on the other side laughed: "What's good about that? It seems that you are confused after sleeping. Let me make the arrangements."

Ding Jiaying had no objection, and the person on the other end of the phone soon came to her.

"You came home so soon. Were you at the door when the phone call came?"

Hearing her say this is home, maybe it's just a habit, but it makes Shen Cong very happy.

"I called you because I was almost there. I was afraid you would get anxious waiting for me."

What Shen Cong said made Ding Jiaying feel a little guilty. She had slept so soundly just now that she had no time and no possibility to wait.

"I'll cook something delicious for you today, but before that you have to go to the supermarket with me."

Ding Jiaying doesn't care about anything now, and she doesn't have any plans. There's nothing wrong with following his plan. She stayed in the house for a few days, and she recovered better day by day. It's time to go out and stretch her muscles.

"Okay, I'll change and go out. What shall we buy?"

Shen Cong's answer was quite unexpected: "Buy some as you see fit."

Ding Jiaying thought that this person had a plan for everything he did and would not act aimlessly like herself.

Seeing her confusion, Shen Cong did not explain: "You go upstairs and change your clothes first, I will change too."

He went to the company today wearing a suit. The herringbone pattern made him look very steady, and the fitting and delicate material and the well-fitting tailoring made him look tall and handsome.

Ding Jiaying even felt it was a pity to replace it.

But you can't be too high-profile when going to the supermarket.

For example, now, even if he is wearing a light gray, ordinary round-neck wool fleece top and wool pants of the same material, he still attracts the attention of some beauties.

Ding Jiaying felt embarrassed being stared at by them, but Shen Cong pushed the cart forward as if he saw nothing.

Wandering among the rows of shelves, you will see smiling eyes and faces one after another, and their rosy cheeks tell their well-known thoughts.

"Someone's watching you."

"Someone's watching you, too."

"I mean it."

"I'm serious too."

Ding Jiaying felt that Shen Cong was a little irritating today.

"Would you like some stewed beef brisket?" Shen Cong walked to the fresh food area and asked her, pointing at the fresh beef.

"I'm not eating anymore. My family has already made it recently." Ding Jiaying had just finished speaking when she saw Shen Cong's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Okay, then let's change to something else, some fish or seafood."

Was this guy feeling happy that he received extra attention that day?

Ding Jiaying felt a little unhappy, so she shook off Shen Cong and walked ahead.

This supermarket has a wide range of products, even luxury goods. I just took a quick look and the fresh produce was very fresh, but an orange cost 45 yuan.

Maybe that's why there aren't many people here.

Oranges stay in their place, oranges stay in their place, and the concentration of colors has been carefully designed, making people feel like they are looking at pieces of art.

A rainbow of vegetables, with a mosaic field beneath your feet, exquisite down to every carefully designed detail.

Ding Jiaying even saw little figurines made of vegetables arranged here: "Look at this."

She turned around to share with Shen Cong, but saw him talking to a beautiful woman.

I don’t know what the two were talking about, but they seemed to get along well and added each other’s contact information.

The smile on Ding Jiaying's face froze, and her heart was filled with sourness.

What made her even angrier was that she shouldn't have reacted this way to this matter. This wasn't her real boyfriend or husband. Now he was just a stranger who was a little familiar with each other, or a roommate under the same roof.

What qualifications do I have to be sour here? Didn't I say I was planning to divorce?

Shen Cong seemed to turn his head to look at her, and Ding Jiaying quickly ran behind the nearest shelf.

Humph, you talk about being committed and pretending to be so affectionate, but you just give out your contact information when someone hits on you outside?

Ding Jiaying, ah Ding Jiaying, there is no such thing as love in this world.

She looked back.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Ding Jiaying was startled and saw a handsome boy in a baseball cap looking at her with dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that."

The man's eyes kept moving around her face, and Ding Jiaying was very displeased.

"Are you hiding from someone? Let me help you." The handsome guy seemed to have discovered an incredible secret and said mysteriously.

The world is changing fast, and young people's behavior is getting weirder and weirder. If you find someone hiding from someone, shouldn't you walk away immediately?

"Thank you, but that's all." Ding Jiaying was afraid that Shen Cong might hear some noise, so she wanted to leave quickly.

But the man followed her closely: "Is it that man? I saw him. You helped me last time, so I will help you this time."

"?"

"Don't pretend you don't know me. Me. Me." The man lowered his head slightly to show his face more clearly to Ding Jiaying.

"You..." After pointing for a long time, Ding Jiaying finally remembered that this person was the scumbag who was avoiding girls whom she saw in the park.

"It's me." He looked around, as if afraid someone would recognize him. "I know this place well. Follow me and I guarantee no one else will find me."

He is indeed a scumbag, he has escaped from experience.

"Thank you, but I don't think it's necessary." Although Ding Jiaying didn't want to be seen by Shen Cong now, she felt more uncomfortable being with a strange handsome scumbag.

How come the bad guys in this world are so active? She didn't want to be his next target of entertainment.

He reached out to pull her: "No, listen to me..."

Ding Jiaying ran away and said, "No. You misunderstood, you misunderstood..."

Seeing Ding Jiaying return to the man just now, the handsome man felt a little pity: "Another silly woman."