He slapped his forehead, almost laughing in anger.
She got drunk before she could even have her meal, what a pity.
Before she could even get out of bed after putting on her slippers, the door suddenly opened from the outside, and Song Hengjue's handsome face came into view: "Go wash up when you're awake. Breakfast has already been brought over."
"What's wrong with your eyes?" Yang Qingheng gave him a strange look and asked with concern.
To the man, it sounded like a victor's boast, and coupled with her nonchalant expression, it only made her seem more detestable.
Song Hengjue sniffed, annoyed: "I got sand in my eyes."
Showing concern for him resulted in a mistake.
"Oh." Noticing the man's cold tone, Yang Qingheng's face also turned cold, and she walked straight into the restroom.
Looking at her indifferent expression, Song Hengjue's heart grew colder and colder: "Yang Qingheng, don't you have anything to say?"
"What do I have to say?" Yang Qingheng retorted. Day after day, he says nothing and waits for her to guess. Is that interesting?
You have a great mouth, but you can't use it to speak, can you?
Her head, throbbing from the hangover, felt like it was about to explode, causing her great pain and making her tone even more impatient.
Song Hengjue pursed his lips: "Fine, I deserve it."
He deserves to be with her.
Song Hengjue was angry. He was angry that Yang Qingheng's heart was so hard that she couldn't be warmed at all. He was right there, yet she was still thinking about someone else. He was even angrier at himself for being so pathetic. He knew perfectly well that she didn't care about him and was just playing him for a fool, but he just wouldn't break up with her.
With a bang, the door slammed shut. Yang Qingheng looked at the empty room and laughed in exasperation.
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"Oh, isn't this President Song? You still know how to come back, huh?" Fang Nan heard the door open and looked over. When he saw who came in, he couldn't suppress the sarcastic tone in his voice.
What a despicable man who values women over friends! Heaven knows how long he walked back from the hotel in the early hours of the morning!
That's utterly inhumane.
"You get paid but don't have to go to work? You're very free?" Song Hengjue said coldly.
Fang Nan was taken aback and rolled her eyes at him: "Song Hengjue, you've really changed. Even capitalists aren't as vicious as you." He works like a slave for him at work, and after get off work he still has to help him chase women. In the end, he even makes him stand in the cold wind on the street all night. Instead of giving him a day off, he still has the nerve to mock him.
Even though Fang Nan was used to his infuriating attitude, he was still furious.
He turned to leave.
"Wait." Song Hengjue looked up, blocking his way, looking down at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
Fang Nan was baffled.
"Didn't I tell you to stay away from Yang Qingheng? Why did you go up to her? Did you forget your promise?" Song Hengjue gritted his teeth, a vein throbbing on his temple.
Fang Nan was surprised that Song Hengjue found out about his job change so quickly, and he felt uneasy. He had indeed promised that he would not change jobs before the contract expired.
But... Yang Qingheng gave so much!
Fang Nan chuckled and tugged at his sleeve: "Why should we distinguish between you and me, brothers? Yang Qingheng said I trust him more than outsiders."
He really can say such shameless things!
Song Hengjue's vision went black, and he almost fainted. He was so angry that he trembled all over and punched the man in the face.
Crazy old man!
Fang Nan covered his bleeding nose and thought Song Hengjue was simply out of his mind.
It's just changing jobs, is it really that big of a deal?
"I really misjudged you!" Song Hengjue's eyes reddened, the betrayal by his brother almost burning away his reason. Each word seemed to be spat out from between his teeth, "Now, take your luggage and get out of my house!"
"No way, are you serious?" Fang Nan was stunned and got angry. He grabbed his suitcase and started stuffing clothes into it. "Go fend for yourself."
When they came out with their luggage, Song Hengjue had already disappeared.
Fang Nan pursed his lips, somewhat speechless.
No, he was just saying a few angry words after being hit, but Song Hengjue really didn't give him a way out.
Looking at the luggage in my hands, I was suddenly at a loss.
"Fang Nan, I've heard everything about you from Heng Jue," Yao Ying said, peeking out from the room, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.
Fang Nan remained silent. Well, such a grown man, still complaining, doesn't he feel ashamed?
Before he could even explain, Yao Ying patted his arm emphatically: "Fang Nan, are you having some trouble? You're away from home, and you don't have any relatives in Beijing. We're practically family to you. If you have any problems, you can talk to Aunt Yao. Don't do anything bad."
Fang Nan was baffled: "...Something bad?"
He just changed jobs, but these two are just incredibly stupid.
Although he changed jobs, he didn't deserve to die... right?
“You dared to do it but didn’t dare to admit it. Now you know it’s shameful. Why didn’t you think it through before you did it?” Yao Ying said with a hint of disappointment. “I’m practically your elder. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. Hengjue treats you like a brother. You only live once. Don’t let your life be stained.”
"And now you've got a stain on your record?" Fang Nan almost thought he had done something heinous, and realized something was wrong. "Aunt Yao, what exactly did Song Hengjue tell you?"
"Don't try to hide it from me anymore. Hengjue would never lie to me," Aunt Yao hesitated, then gritted her teeth and said, "I heard you went to be someone's mistress?"
She'd seen mistresses before, but this was the first time she'd seen a fourth mistress. How much money could make a young man like Fang Nan do something like that?
Yao Ying felt that this world was a bit surreal.
Fang Nan's lips twitched. Remembering what Song Hengjue had asked Yang Qingheng earlier, he finally understood the intricacies of the situation.
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