"Haha, I thought it was someone else. You can't even make up a lie. You think I believe those things that disappear without a trace online?"

President Song didn't want to waste any more time.

He stepped forward, grabbed her hand holding the ashtray, and then forcefully swung it, causing the ashtray in Shen Jimeng's hand to slam heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.

Shuangshuang, who was downstairs, was about to go out when she paused, "Did Sister Mengmeng drop something?"

Xiao Xi said, "Probably. Where are you going?"

"Brother Jiang has arrived. I'll go tell him Sister Mengmeng's house number."

"Yes, I hope they can make up soon, otherwise the pressure will be too much if things continue like this."

Neither of them could say for sure, and with such a low-key atmosphere all the time, no one could stand it for long.

Upstairs, Shen Jimeng had once again been thrown onto the bed by President Song.

During the fight, Shen Jimeng took the opportunity to smash the telephone from the bedside table hard on President Song's head.

The impact made him dizzy for a moment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Jimeng quickly ran towards the door.

Unfortunately, Mr. Song grabbed the telephone that was lying on the bed and smashed it heavily on the back of her head, causing her to fall to the ground, dizzy and having difficulty getting up.

After resting on the bed for a while, President Song cursed a few times, then got off the bed, straddled Shen Jimeng, and slapped her twice hard, knocking her unconscious.

Without a shred of pity, he tore off her clothes and pulled her onto the bed.

Just as they were preparing to take the next step, there was a knock on the door.

"Mengmeng, it's me. Can I come in and talk?"

President Song quickly stopped what he was doing. Seeing that Shen Jimeng's brows were furrowed and she was about to wake up, he quickly covered her mouth, afraid that she would make a sound.

"Mengmeng, stop being so stubborn, okay? I only have one night. Let's talk this out properly. You can blame me or hit me, just don't ignore me like this."

No matter what happened before, no matter how many misunderstandings there were, let's just let it go, okay?

We've come a long way together, through thick and thin, since we started on campus. Why can't we give each other another chance?

"Mengmeng, please open the door!"

Jiang Yi's words at the door made President Song inside break out in a cold sweat. He looked down at Shen Jimeng, who was about to open her eyes, and felt uneasy.

That Wang Biao, he ruined me!

Faced with this dilemma, President Song could only wait and pray that the man at the door would leave quickly so that he could slip away as well.

...

At this moment, Yun Shudai successfully ate a plate of sweet and sour pork. Although it was still chicken, at least it had oil and sugar.

However, he only picked up one bite before becoming distracted, frequently glancing out the window.

By now, Jiang Yi should have rescued Shen Jimeng, right?

About ten minutes passed, and Jiang Yi received no response from Shen Jimeng. In the end, she left in disappointment.

Seeing that there was no movement outside, President Song assumed that Shen Jimeng had not yet woken up. He carelessly let go of her, then got out of bed to get dressed and leave.

As a result, Shen Jimeng, who had quietly gotten up, picked up the ashtray on the ground and smashed it down.

Unfortunately, it was off-center, and only the head was hit and bled.

She wasn't knocked unconscious. Instead, President Song lay on the ground, bracing herself against the door, blocking her way out. At this moment, she was in a daze, and the effects of the medication in her body had reached their peak. If she didn't get out soon, something bad would definitely happen to her. In desperation, she finally ran to the window and quickly opened one of the windows.