The wine-red tie also floated on the water with her as she sank...

…

After a long time, accompanied by the last huge wave, the sea finally returned to a brief calm. Amidst the relief and joy of surviving the disaster, she heard Jiang Yiyu whisper in her ear: "I love you."

He gently kissed the small mole on her shoulder blade over and over again. He buried his face in her hair, wanting to once again lead her into a world where only the two of them could be together. Unfortunately, his cell phone rang.

Song Shengsheng seemed to have found a real piece of "drifting wood". She turned her head, pointed at the bedside table, and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of tears: "Answer the phone."

Jiang Yiyu held her hand, intertwined his fingers with hers, and pulled her arm back: "Never mind it."

The phone rang for a while and then stopped ringing.

But just as he turned Song Shengsheng over and tried to guide her to hug him, the phone rang again. Song Shengsheng opened her wet eyes and looked at him blankly: "Maybe there is something urgent."

"No matter how urgent the matter is, it is not as urgent as the one in front of me." He leaned forward again, and not long after he continued, the bell rang for the third time.

Jiang Yiyu cursed in annoyance, and Song Shengsheng patted his back. He stood up and kissed the corner of her lips soothingly, then turned over and sat on the edge of the bed.

He smoothed his hair back, picked up his cell phone and answered the call. After turning on the speakerphone, he threw the phone on the pillow and said unhappily, "Hello, what are you doing? Why aren't you sleeping so late at night?" He tied the things in his hands into a knot, bent down, picked up the small bag from the ground, and stuffed it in.

Song Shengsheng sat up and leaned on his shoulder, listening to Wen Jing angrily ask on the other end of the phone: "Where did you go today?"

Jiang Yiyu frowned: "Damn, the capital is so small, where can we go?"

"You're being filmed, are you aware?"

Jiang Yiyu was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He and Song Shengsheng exchanged glances: "Did you capture my wife's face? Can you suppress it?"

Upon hearing this, Song Shengsheng quickly picked up his mobile phone, opened Weibo and clicked on the hot search, only to see that the entry #Jiang Yiyu's wife# had already exploded.

She didn't dare click it and handed the phone to Jiang Yiyu.

Wen Jing said, "I've suppressed it as much as I could. I'm in touch with those who can delete it, and I've censored everything I need to. But the most difficult part about this is that so many of the photos were taken and posted by ordinary people. Look at you guys, you really treat Beijing like your own backyard. You don't even bother to take proper precautions when you go out. You have nothing to do and just add to the chaos!"

"What should I do now?" Jiang Yiyu clicked on the entry and slowly flipped through it: "Can this entry be deleted?"

"As long as the buzz is still going strong, deleting it once won't help!" Wen Jing paused, then calmed down. "Now, there are two options. One is to make it public, and the other is to ignore it. I'll find other news to dilute this trending topic. You two should also keep quiet for the next few days and don't run around."

Jiang Yiyu put down his phone and glanced at Song Shengsheng. Song Shengsheng knew what he wanted to ask, so she whispered, "The second one."

Jiang Yiyu nodded and said to Wen Jing, "Please think of a solution."

Wen Jing cursed, "I really owed you, a debt collector, in my previous life!"

Jiang Yiyu smiled and said, "Thank you."

Wen Jing: "Don't bother trying to be nice to me. Just be quiet and don't cause any trouble. Don't add to my workload. That's the best way to thank me. But I have one more thing to remind you. Keeping a beautiful woman in a luxurious house is not a long-term solution. You should make plans as soon as possible. In my opinion, revealing Miss Song's identity may not be a bad thing."

"Let's talk about it later." Jiang Yiyu raised his hand and rubbed his face: "You never know when, before the public announcement, I might retire first."

"Get out!" Wen Jing got angry again. She raised her voice and started cursing Jiang Yiyu.

Song Shengsheng shrank back in fear. Jiang Yiyu silently turned off the speaker and lowered the call volume.

After two or three minutes, Wen Jing hung up the phone. Jiang Yiyu sighed and gave her a helpless smile: "My dear, our wonderful night still has a flaw. What a pity."

"When was the photo taken? Was it at Feng Han's studio, or at the hot pot restaurant? It couldn't have been taken in the residential complex, right?"

"Hot pot restaurant."

"Ah?" Song Shengsheng sighed along with him. She lifted the quilt to wrap herself up, resting her chin on her knees and thinking for a moment: "If I really can't hide it, then I won't hide it. Anyway, I don't have anything to hide."

"I promised your brother that I would protect you."

"But the facts prove that as long as we go out together, there are risks that cannot be hidden. The best way to deal with risks is to face them head-on."

"It will affect you."

"How does it affect me? I don't use social networks. I've never published anything publicly except for academic papers. My resume from childhood to adulthood is also very clear. It's not particularly outstanding, but it's also presentable. I haven't offended anyone. Everything related to me, except for my brother's relationship history, is easy to dig up."

"Song Ming..." Jiang Yiyu and Song Shengsheng looked at each other: "He will protect himself."

“I think so…”

…

After this incident, the two of them no longer had anything else on their minds. They took a shower, turned off the lights and prepared to go to bed.

But it’s not possible to fall asleep whenever you want.

Song Shengsheng thought back on her entire life. To be frank, she felt that there was nothing wrong with her resume.

She thought again about how her life would change if her relationship with Jiang Yiyu was made public and exposed to the public. In such a vast sea of ​​people, there would be people who would scold her and there would also be people who would praise her.

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