Song Ling's eyebrows were locked and his body was tense.

Liu Zhiyuan pouted, "Hubby, you're so strong-willed!"

"You would rather sleep on the sofa than talk to me? Okay, sleep on the sofa. I won't feel bad for you anyway! I won't cover you with a blanket anymore. I have to show you my majesty as Mrs. Song!"

Song Ling, "..."

Liu Zhiyuan gritted her teeth and poked him in the chest.

"Hubby, you must have been a storyteller in your past life, talking so much that you're so frugal with your words in this life. If you were in wartime, you would have been an excellent spy, never revealing even a single secret of the organization."

Song Ling remained unmoved and continued to remain silent.

Liu Zhiyuan poked him again, "I must have been mute in my previous life, so I love to talk so much in this life. We are actually a match made in heaven, sharing joys and sorrows, relying on each other, and complementing each other!"

She looked at him with bright eyes, but his eyes were still deep.

She sighed, looking hurt and lost.

"Well, you really don't want to talk, forget it, if you don't want to talk, you have to listen. Now I'm going to start explaining, dear. I was wrongly accused to death today, you know? Those reporters' mouths are really cannibalistic.

I feel very wronged. I have no relationship with Lawyer Ning, and I didn’t even know he was on the plane.

Don’t you know your little wife? When you are not around, your little wife can’t sleep at all, so I woke up at the critical moment.

That photo is just from a wrong angle. You have to believe me, I swear on my soul that my husband is the only one in my heart. I have never done anything to let him down!

Song Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the cigarette butt in his hand was thrown away.

He actually didn't want to see her, nor did he want to hear her talk so much.

He only knew that he was very angry when he saw the photo.

He is very possessive and doesn't want other men to get close to his woman, but subconsciously he still wants to protect her.

When she came close to him, he couldn't bear to push her away.

He really wasn't himself anymore.

He used to be very indifferent, and was completely controlled by his own emotions.

But now he has changed.

He was obviously angry, but he held it back.

At this time, Song Ling's cell phone rang again. This time it was a text message from Xu Su, a long article.

"Brother, I helped you investigate Ning Anyi's whereabouts. He met my sister-in-law by chance at the airport, and he had no other contact with her since he left the hospital last time.

Of course, I also helped my brother analyze those photos in depth. Either my sister-in-law was secretly kissed, or she suddenly woke up and deliberately took that angle to take the photo.

In any case, my sister-in-law is innocent.

So, don't quarrel, don't be angry! This is an accident, an accident that cannot be controlled. Just like you are surrounded by beauties every time you appear, you can't stop others from admiring you.

Although I think those women are blind, there are many blind people these days. My sister-in-law can't stop others from being obsessed with her, so I can't blame her. I can only blame you for having good eyesight and finding a high-quality product.

Tomorrow, I will help you suppress those rumors. You must quickly turn this around and continue to maintain a good relationship with your sister-in-law.

As for why Ning Anyi suddenly wanted to kiss his sister-in-law, you and I both know it. Okay, delete it after reading it!"

After reading it, Song Ling's tightly furrowed eyebrows twitched a few times, and his eyes became more and more complicated.

Liu Zhiyuan raised her little face and tried to get closer to read the text message.

He frowned, a hint of panic flashed in his deep eyes, and he quickly deleted the text message.

Liu Zhiyuan showed a pitiful expression, "Husband, do you have a mistress outside? Do you have a mistress?"

When Song Ling saw her small appearance, he couldn't help but lift her shoulders with his big hands.

His eyes were still complicated. He was irrational and not calm at the entrance of the cinema.

The car stopped here, he got out, felt the night breeze, and then slowly calmed down.

After calming down, he also wisely analyzed Xu Su's two results.

He knew her sleeping habits and knew that she was not comfortable sleeping outside, so he believed her.

Ning Anyi didn't kiss her at all.

However, when he saw the photo with the wrong angle, he still felt that his whole world was collapsing.

He couldn't think at all, and felt like his emotions were going out of control when he thought about it.

Liu Zhiyuan felt a little happy.

It seems that this trick finally worked.

She stood on tiptoe and hooked her arms around his neck, lowering him down.

Her delicate little face tried to get closer to him.

She whispered, "Dear, I know you can't find the mistress. If you abandon your lovely little wife and go find the mistress, you will definitely be distracted. Obviously, my husband is not a fool. My husband is a domineering president that everyone admires.

He's still a domineering CEO who's very nervous about me and really likes me. Right?"

Song Ling's expression couldn't help but relax a little. He didn't want her to get so close to other men.

Liu Zhiyuan lowered her head and her voice became weaker.

"Husband, are you still ignoring me? Do you want to divorce me? You want to divorce me and marry a new wife? Fine, I agree to divorce you, but you have to think clearly. You will never find a little wife as cute as me again. After all, I am the only Liu Zhiyuan in the world!"

Speaking of divorce, Song Ling was stunned for a moment, then looked at her fiercely.

Liu Zhiyuan deliberately continued to say,

"Although our marriage was short, I am still very grateful for the wonderful memories you brought me. I will cherish these memories with a grateful heart and start a new life. A blessing in disguise, maybe I can find a better boyfriend."

Song Ling's eyes became even more fierce, "..."

Liu Zhiyuan continued to be fearless of death.

“By the way, husband, if you see a little girl or girl who looks like you on the street in five years, don’t be too surprised, don’t do a paternity test, you have to believe that it is my child and yours.

Because after the divorce, I might suddenly find myself pregnant with your baby, and then I would hide abroad alone to give birth to the baby and take good care of it. As for why I brought the child back to China, it was not to take revenge on you, but to create a family miracle.

I hope we can meet again in the future without a child-stealing drama. I don’t want my child to call you my new wife, “Mom.” That would make me sad, I’d feel lost, and maybe even depressed…”

Song Ling was speechless at her imagination.

Liu Zhiyuan stuck out her tongue and said, "Hubby, do you think I have a very rich imagination? It's mainly influenced by romance novels, and there are many routines of taking the baby away. You can't blame me, and you can't stare at me."

"Hey, husband, you're still silent? You're still angry. You really want to divorce me, right? Okay, please drive back a little and take me to the bus station.

I will soon no longer be Mrs. Song.

Then I can't drive a luxury car, I need to save money, and maybe I need to raise a baby, so I feel embarrassed to use my parents' money, so I can only save money myself."

"Oh, oh, I better call my dad first. Let him be mentally prepared, otherwise he won't suddenly find out that his precious daughter is divorced. It would be too unexpected and too sad."