Chapter 532 Why don’t you know me?

Shi Yan half nestled in Song Yuchen's arms on the spacious sofa, and listened to him say that he didn't know her, with a slightly questioning look in her eyes.

Counting with her slender fingers, "How come you don't know me? Mrs. Liu said that if it weren't for me, she would have married you."

Song Yuchen frowned, grabbed Shi Yan's hand and kissed it, "Wife, it's unfair."

Song Yuchen really didn't know Mrs. Liu. It was just the first time they met last night.

Shi Yan had doubts in her heart, and the look on Song Yuchen's face was not an act.

Now, who is lying?

Mrs. Liu?

Is it necessary?

Shi Yan's mind was spinning, but Song Yuchen changed the subject and asked her why she didn't eat if she wasn't hungry.

When Shi Yan heard that he was full, he pulled the person out.

The night view of Rongcheng is famous for its beauty.

Although Shi Yan was skeptical about what Mrs. Liu said, she didn't want to listen to Song Yuchen easily at the moment.

Song Yuchen felt that she was in a bad mood, and he was a qualified husband.

How could there be such a gap between two people?

"Let's go for a walk."

The autumn leaves are cold, and the street lights lengthen the shadows of the two people.

Song Yuchen took off his coat and put it on Shi Yan, then took her hand and rubbed it in his big hand.

What kind of walk? What kind of stroll? Song Yuchen simply had something to say.

Shi Yan didn't expose him and just followed him on the road.

The expensive car behind him followed slowly.

Shi Yan didn't wait for Song Yuchen's explanation. She looked a little aggrieved, her eyelashes fluttered and closed, and she hummed softly.

Just then, Song Yuchen's phone vibrated.

He held the phone over with a helpless yet relieved smile, and said, "Look, these Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Wu, I'm meeting them for the first time."

Shi Yan said she didn't want to look at it, but the phone still fell into her hand.

The cell phone was as heavy as her heart and fell to the ground.

The cell phone contained a comparison of Mrs. Liu and Song Yuchen's school days, which was sent by Secretary Wang. The two were neither neighbors nor classmates, so how could they be childhood sweethearts?

Shi Yan wondered in her heart, why would Mrs. Liu make up such a thing?

A different emotion arose in my heart towards Song Yuchen.

So he asked her to walk slowly, waiting for news from Secretary Wang?

Before Shi Yan could say anything, Song Yuchen glanced at the time and said, "Fifteen minutes, digestion is complete, let's go back."

"you."

Song Yuchen was wearing a thin dark gray shirt and holding Shi Yan's bag in his hand.

He seems like an ordinary husband.

"Wife, you still don't trust me? I'll ask Mrs. Liu to come over and confront you some other day. It's not good to smear someone's innocence like this."

He spoke seriously and was sure that Shi Yan would not do that.

"I'm telling you, don't think I won't do this."

Before getting in the car, Shi Yan was still emphasizing.

Song Yuchen said yes, and his big hand fell on Shi Yan's cold thigh, "I will listen to my wife."

The two returned home, and Shi Yan couldn't help but take a nap on the way.

Song Yuchen's suit was still draped over Shi Yan. He urged her to take a hot bath and said that the weather was cold and she should wear long pants when going out.

Shi Yan stood at the stairs and looked back at Song Yuchen who was standing beside the sofa and pulling his tie.

"Why are you becoming more and more like mom?"

"Listen, I'm doing this for your own good."

Shi Yan looked at his face. He was obviously wearing less, but he said he was cold.

It turns out that men have hot tempers.

Shi Yan played mahjong all day long, and all he saw when he closed his eyes were mahjong tiles. He felt lazy for a moment and decided to take a nap.

Suddenly there is a warm person around me.

"Why are you here? Don't you have work to do?"

Shi Yan smelled the scent of shower gel on him and guessed that he had finished showering downstairs.

"Cheer up your wife first."

He came closer, and Shi Yan held his face. "I'm not angry. I don't know why Mrs. Liu said that."

Song Yuchen didn't care what Mrs. Liu said.

He doesn't even care about any women.

But Shi Yan is an exception.

Song Yuchen lowered his head, held her fingers, and kissed her lips one by one, "Wife, there are so many women out there, and you believe every one of them. I have to run around to dispel the rumors."

His voice was low and seductive.

Shi Yan frowned, her body was pressed down by him, and her fingers and clothes on her chest were lifted up by him.

Shi Yan couldn't help but snort, "If I really believed it, I wouldn't go with you."

She is a person who cannot tolerate any injustice.

Song Yuchen smiled and said yes.

"Song Yuchen, were you calling me stupid just now?"

"My wife is not stupid. She is very smart."

It is hard to imagine that Song Yuchen, who is usually serious and condescending, would look like this in bed.

Shi Yan is also a human being, a woman, and at this time Song Yuchen satisfied her vanity.

She hugged Song Yuchen's neck. Song Yuchen only showed this side of him in front of her.

She likes him so much.

…

In a teahouse in the center of Rongcheng City.

Mrs. Liu covered herself tightly with a scarf, not for any other reason but because she had injuries on her face and neck that she couldn't let others see easily.

Although Liu Yang didn't have any special abilities, if others saw her like this, she would probably be ridiculed again.

Liu Yang loves face the most.

Mrs. Liu walked to the front desk and said softly, "I'm looking for Mr. Song. He asked me to come over. Yes."

"This way, please."

Mrs. Liu was a little shocked when she received Song Yuchen's invitation, but she was more looking forward to it.

As the sandalwood door opened, the fragrance in the room smelled expensive.

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