Song Shengsheng stood in the storage room with her cell phone in her hand. Her face flushed as she looked at the obviously opened cardboard box on the ground that contained Jiang Yiyu's life-size pillow, and she fell into deep thought.

He finally saw what was in the box...

But since Jiang Yiyu didn't say much, I'd just pretend I didn't know. After all, sometimes pretending to be stupid can effectively avoid embarrassment.

Thinking of this, Song Shengsheng soon calmed down. She bent down, picked up the box and left the utility room. She went downstairs and went to Song Ming's empty house with Su Bei.

After moving all the things, Su Bei stood in the empty living room and looked around. He turned to look at Song Shengsheng who was locking the door of the storage room. "Your brother's house is really big. In comparison, your little house has no advantages except for the better location."

Song Shengsheng locked the door and turned the doorknob again. "A good location will appreciate in value in the future. Besides, transportation is so convenient where I live! There's a bus and subway right outside, and a food court just a few blocks away. We have everything you need."

Song Shengsheng put the key in his pocket, walked to Su Bei's side, raised his hand and put his arm around her shoulders: "But you and Zhou Han don't have any plans to buy a house?"

Su Bei shook her head and sighed. She patted Song Shengsheng's arm on her shoulder and said, "We are poor and can't afford it. Even if you turn me and Zhou Han upside down and shake them, I guess we still can't afford to buy a toilet."

"Alas, I am poor too."

Su Bei chuckled twice, and she turned to look at Song Shengsheng: "You are a rich lady, why are you pretending to be poor in front of me?"

Song Shengsheng smiled and said, "No matter how much money I have, it's not mine. I'm just a rice bug leaning against a big tree for shade. I only spend money but never earn anything. I'm still poor in essence."

"You still have Mr. Jiang! He's so rich!"

"That has nothing to do with me. His money is earned by him, not by me."

"Didn't he tell you about his family background?"

"Hmm..." Song Shengsheng looked at Su Bei and thought for a moment before asking, "He gave me a few bank cards. Does that count as an explanation?"

"Song Shengsheng, are you stupid? How could people like them only have a few bank cards as their wealth?"

"But I'm not after his money."

"So, you didn't even ask for the bank card?"

"Well, I left the card with him when I left. I thought it would be bad for him to be out there alone without any money."

"Oh my god, my friend, what kind of marriage did you get into?" Su Bei sighed in frustration. "To put it bluntly, apart from the two marriage certificates and a room full of his things, he didn't give you anything. If one day, he says he doesn't love you anymore and wants to break up with you, he can just leave without any hesitation."

"If we don't love each other anymore, then we should break up, right? Do I really have to cling to him?"

"What if he wronged you? What if he hurt you? And you let him go so easily?"

Song Shengsheng frowned: "That shouldn't be the case. If that's the case, it's useless for me to take his money. That's his pre-marital property."

Su Bei pressed his temples and felt a slight headache. "What I mean is, you have to make him contribute something to your relationship. You have to have a grip on him. Otherwise, like now, he'll be gone for months or half a year, and you can't follow him every day. Do you know what he's like outside? You have to find some security for yourself and your relationship."

"I understand... Well, there's a long way to go! At least now I think he's a trustworthy person." Song Shengsheng and Su Bei bumped heads and tried to change the subject: "Let's go eat? Hot pot?"

Su Bei hummed and followed her to the door. "Song Shengsheng, I fucking hate that I'm not a man. If I were a man, I'd also choose you as my wife. You're rich and pretty, you're generous and meddlesome, you're not after money or fame, you won't make a fuss even if we haven't contacted for ten days or half a month, and most importantly, you're loyal to me. When I'm eighty years old, you can still praise me for being handsome."

Song Shengsheng smiled, opened the door and walked out: "I'm not as selfless as you say."

She shook her phone and showed Su Bei the fifty-three unread messages in her chat box with Jiang Yiyu, marked with little red dots. "Our tutor is a man who reports every detail. He even tells me how many pieces of broccoli he had for lunch. I went to South City for three days, got to know his team intimately, and have complete firsthand information about his schedule. So I don't have to worry about Jiang Yiyu lying to me. Besides, he wouldn't lie to me. There's nothing wrong with a little more trust and a little more ease."

"Fifty-three! So clingy?"

"Well, he said he felt insecure." Song Shengsheng pressed the elevator button: "So, sister, don't worry. If you get to know him better, you will find that he is really trustworthy."

The elevator door opened with a ding, and the two walked in. Su Bei watched the elevator door slowly close, sighed again, and smiled: "Perhaps if someone else married you, I would still be worried. After all, our little princess is too innocent."

Song Shengsheng took her arm and leaned on her shoulder: "I know you are good to me!"

Su Bei smiled and pinched her face: "We have been friends for many years. If I don't treat you well, who will treat you well?"

After dinner, Song Shengsheng took Su Bei to the mall again and bought the perfume he had promised to give to Xiao Chen. He also bought a few clothes and some supplements for Jiang Yiyu. The next day, he asked a courier to send them all to Nancheng.

In early April, Su Bei called Song Shengsheng to ask if she still needed Zhou Han to take her to the opening ceremony of the film festival on the 15th.

Song Shengsheng replied to Jiang Yiyu that she had something to do at school and could not spare the time on April 15th, and at the same time she answered Su Bei very affirmatively that the original plan remained unchanged.

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