Han Zhan deeply realized that the little girl in front of him named Song Fei was indeed a ruthless person, far from being comparable to the little girl Song Ci.
Song Ci was right. Her sister Song Fei was very smart. Not only was she smart, she also understood people's hearts and was good at making plans. Han Zhan secretly felt lucky that his Cibao was a little fool and didn't have such a shrewd mind. Otherwise, life would have been very different.
For a moment, Han Zhan even felt a little sympathy for Yan Jiang. Falling in love with such a beautiful snake, Yan Jiang's future life might not be easy.
Just as Song Fei finished explaining her plan, she heard the sound of Yan Jiang's car driving downstairs. Song Fei said to Han Zhan, "I'm hanging up first. I'll contact you later." Song Fei logged out of WeChat, erased her WeChat login traces on the computer, and returned to her room.
After more than a week of filming, Yan Jiang finally finished filming the music video. He felt relieved. After entering the house and turning on all the lights on the first floor, Yan Jiang went into the kitchen and took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, intending to relax with a drink.
Yan Jiang walked into the living room with beer in his hand. He always felt that something was missing. He returned to the kitchen, opened the drawer at the bottom of the refrigerator where the fruit was stored, and planned to make a fruit salad.
Salad with beer, life needs a sense of ritual.
He remembered that his assistant Allen had brought strawberries yesterday, and Yan Jiang planned to make a strawberry salad. Although he was a big man of 5 feet 4 inches, he loved strawberries.
Yan Jiang opened the drawer and reached out to take the strawberries. As soon as his hand went in, he was stunned.
"Where are the strawberries?"
In the drawer, there were only a few lemons and oranges, and a box of cherry tomatoes, but his milk strawberries were missing!
Yan Jiangren was a little confused.
Coming back to his senses, Yan Jiang quickly called his assistant, "Alan, did you come to my house yesterday morning and buy me a box of strawberries?"
Allen looked confused, but he still answered dutifully: "Yes, Brother Jiang said he wanted to eat milk strawberries, so when I went to pick you up, I specially brought you a box of the largest milk strawberries."
Not knowing what happened to Yan Jiang, Allen asked with concern: "Brother Jiang, what happened?"
Yan Jiang's face looked extremely ugly, and he said gloomily: "There might be robbers in our house!" Thieves who stole strawberries!
Thinking that there was someone hiding in his room, Yan Jiang quickly ran upstairs. During the process, his heart was beating like thunder and sweat was breaking out on his forehead.
Pushing open the door to the master bedroom, Yan Jiang saw Song Fei still lying on the bed. He felt like he had survived a disaster. He walked to the bedside, knelt on one knee, and held Song Fei's warm hand. Yan Jiang sighed with lingering fear: "Fortunately, fortunately, my wife, you were not stolen!"
Hearing this, Song Fei wanted to knock open Yan Jiang's head to see what his brain structure was like. There was a person lying in the bedroom at home. If something was lost at home, wouldn't the most important thing he should think of be that he woke up?
Song Fei said nothing and played her role of a 'vegetative person' seriously.
Yan Jiang chatted with Song Fei for a while, all of them talking about the trivial things at work today. Song Fei felt drowsy and finally fell asleep.
After recounting his work experience today, Yan Jiang kissed Song Fei's fingers again before getting up and going to the study. Because there was someone hiding at home, Yan Jiang was afraid that something might happen to Song Fei, so he installed surveillance cameras at home.
When Yan Jiang arrived at the study, he was about to turn on the surveillance screen when his cell phone suddenly rang. It was his agent, Brother Lan.
Yan Jiang leaned against the table and answered the phone. "Brother Lan, what's up?"
Brother Lan asked, "Are you in love?"
Yan Jiang was baffled. "What scandal has arisen between me and Du Xueyan?" Yan Jiang couldn't think of any other possibility, so he assumed that he and Du Xueyan were involved in another scandal. "Let me tell you, Brother Lan, Du Xueyan and I are purely partners, there's nothing ambiguous about us."
Brother Lan said, "It has nothing to do with Du Xueyan."
Yan Jiang was a little surprised, "Oh, what happened again?" When you are famous, you are prone to gossip. Yan Jiang is a scandal-ridden person and is surrounded by scandals every other day.
"A reporter went to your house today and took some photos..." It was a long story, Lan Ling reminded Yan Jiang: "Go and take a look for yourself, then call me and explain it in detail." Brother Lan hung up the phone.
Yan Jiang murmured to the hung-up phone, "I don't understand. What shameful things could be filmed in my house..." While mumbling, he opened Weibo. As soon as he entered the Weibo hot search page, he saw a hot search with the word "explosive" at the top -
Yan Jiang lives with a mysterious woman!
Yan Jiang's expression darkened slightly. He opened the trending search, and the first item that popped up was the news report that had received the most comments. It contained pictures, videos, and a detailed explanation by the reporter.
When Yan Jiang saw the woman in the photo wearing a black and white shirt and a hat, his heart stopped beating at that moment.
Yan Jiang suddenly locked his phone, took a deep breath, and glanced toward the study door. He could hear his heartbeat like thunder, his blood boiling with excitement.
After a moment, Yan Jiang lowered his head, unlocked his phone again, opened the picture and enlarged it to look at it.
The person photographed wearing his shirt and entering and leaving his house was a woman. She was slender, with short hair that grew past her ears, and she wore a baseball cap. Her fair face wasn't fully in the photo. But just from a single profile, Han Zhan could recognize her identity.
How could he not recognize the person who accompanies him day and night?
Yan Jiang opened the short video again. He stared at the screen of his mobile phone and watched the woman who stole his clothes and carried his backpack walk out of his house in a swagger.
She walked slowly, as slowly as a child who had just learned to walk. She took every step carefully and even had to look at the wall to rest after taking a few steps.
Under the revelation, netizens discussed it a lot——
First floor: Wearing Brother Jiang’s clothes and pants, carrying Brother Jiang’s bag, wearing Brother Jiang’s hat, if this wasn’t Brother Jiang’s girlfriend, I would eat shit on live broadcast.
Second floor: Making a big deal out of nothing. This is Jiang Ge’s good friend, Miss Song. As everyone knows, the two of them have such a good relationship that they can wear the same pants.
Third floor: To be honest, this woman looks a bit like Song X. So the question is, is it normal for a married woman to wear clothes and pants of a friend of the opposite sex and walk out of her friend's house early in the morning?
Fourth floor: Sympathize with Miss Song’s husband.
Fifth Floor: Is their friendship really just a simple one?
Sixth floor: But Song Ci is in Shenyang today. If you don’t believe me, you can go to Song Ci’s Weibo homepage to see it. She also posted a video of her taking a bath.
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Yan Jiang's eyes had already turned red before he knew it. He gripped his phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
That's not Song Dynasty porcelain at all, that's Song Dynasty jade!
Yan Jiang didn't know how he got back to the master bedroom. He stood beside the bed, looking down at Song Fei, who was sleeping motionless, like a vegetable.
He clenched his fists, unclenched them, and then clenched them again.
After a moment, Yan Jiang finally spoke.
"You woke up, didn't you?" Yan Jiang's voice was hoarse, and one could hear the obvious crying tone.
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