Song Shengsheng became angrier and angrier as she spoke. She stopped and glared at Song Ming. Just as she was about to speak, Song Ming's phone rang. She lowered her head and glanced at his phone: "Song Ming, let me tell you something. That financial radio host is a very outstanding girl. If you haven't thought about seriously discussing marriage with her, you should stay away from her as soon as possible. Don't be a bad peach blossom that blocks her real peach blossom luck!"

After saying that, Song Shengsheng continued walking forward. Song Ming looked down at his mobile phone. He saw the text message from the female host saying good afternoon, and slowly frowned.

He put his phone back into his pocket and caught up with Song Shengsheng.

Sitting in the car, Song Ming hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Hey, is it particularly unbearable for me, your brother, to be in your heart?"

Song Shengsheng replied to Jiang Yiyu, saying, "No, don't do that! I don't want to coax you."

Song Ming was silent for a while, and then he said, "I don't want to play anymore."

"What are you playing?" Song Shengsheng glanced at him.

"emotion."

"oh."

"You don't believe it?"

Song Shengsheng put down his phone and looked at him seriously: "I hope you're not just talking nonsense, brother, you really should get serious and find someone you really like and have a serious relationship, do you understand?"

"Then who among my ex-girlfriends do you think is more suitable to be your real sister-in-law?"

Song Sheng hissed, "Think about it, who among your ex-girlfriends doesn't hate you now? According to your thinking, now it's not a question of whether you can go back and choose them, but whether they want you or not. Brother, if you keep being a rotten peach blossom for too long, you will turn into a rotten vegetable leaf."

Song Ming was completely silent.

Because of Song Ming's connections, Song Shengsheng followed him into the set where Jiang Yiyu was. As soon as they walked in, they happened to catch the intermission. With the enthusiastic guidance of the assistant director, Song Shengsheng and Song Ming saw Jiang Yiyu.

Xiao Chen walked up to Song Shengsheng and whispered, "Sister-in-law, don't get too close to me. There are photographers around here."

Song Shengsheng nodded. Jiang Yiyu looked at her and smiled, then greeted Song Ming.

Coincidentally, Lin Rou, the heroine of Jiang Yiyu's drama, had just finished filming and came over to rest. She had met Song Ming several times before at brand events and knew his identity, so she greeted him and Song Ming nodded appropriately.

Lin Rou patted Jiang Yiyu's shoulder familiarly and asked, "Teacher Jiang and Mr. Song are very familiar with each other?"

Jiang Yiyu moved aside and dodged: "Yes, friend."

Song Ming raised his eyebrows slightly. He grabbed the armrest of Jiang Yiyu's wheelchair and pulled him towards him, adding, "Not just friends, but also family."

Lin Rou looked at his undisguised actions and smiled knowingly, "Then I won't interrupt you guys. Yi Yu, let's rehearse our scenes later."

Jiang Yiyu nodded and looked at Song Shengsheng with some grievance.

Song Ming glanced at him unhappily and said, "Behave yourself and engrave male virtues into your mind. Do you hear me?"

Song Shengsheng tugged at the corner of Song Ming's clothes: "Brother, please restrain yourself."

Jiang Yiyu looked at Song Shengsheng and nodded obediently.

After a few casual chats, Jiang Yiyu was pushed onto the stage by Xiao Chen. Wen Jing took them for a walk around. During this time, Song Shengsheng noticed that Song Ming had been making small talk with Wen Jing, but she didn't take it seriously. After all, it was normal for Song Ming, a playboy, to have intermittent fits.

"Sister Wenjing, when will we finish work today?" Song Shengsheng asked.

Wen Jing raised her arm and glanced at her watch. "The director said it's half past eight, but we don't know the exact time yet. If you don't have anything to do, you can go back after a while. We're all here, don't worry, Yi Yu."

Song Shengsheng was about to say yes, but Song Ming interrupted and said, "No, we don't have anything to do, so there's no rush to leave."

Wen Jing ignored him. Just then, a staff member came to call her. Wen Jing said to Song Shengsheng, "Please take care of yourselves. I have something else to do and can't accompany you."

Song Ming blocked Song Shengsheng and waved to Wen Jing: "You are busy, we will do what we want."

Wen Jing glanced at him with disgust, turned around and left in a hurry.

Song Shengsheng sighed: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'm observing to see if she's the one for me."

"How about...I'll go with you to check your brain."

"No, I'm fine."

After this observation, Song Ming dragged Song Shengsheng to wait until the crew finished work at 8:45, and then naturally dragged Song Shengsheng into Jiang Yiyu's car to go back to the hotel.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Yiyu hugged Song Shengsheng's arm and talked to her about this and that.

Song Mingze kept looking at Wen Jing who was sitting in the passenger seat. No one knew what he was thinking. Anyway, Song Shengsheng felt inexplicably nervous just looking at him like this.

She even recalled what she had said to him in the afternoon. After thinking about it, she didn't know which sentence he had misunderstood.

Jiang Yiyu also noticed that she was distracted. He raised his arm and waved it in front of her eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

Song Ming smiled and answered for Song Shengsheng: "Besides you, what else can she be thinking about right now?"

Song Shengsheng glared at him, and Song Ming shut up. Wen Jing looked at Song Ming through the rearview mirror and smiled, "I really hate people who have no sense of boundaries now. They don't understand why some people care about what a couple says."

The indifferent expression on Song Ming's face immediately disappeared. He leaned back in his chair and turned to look out the window.

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