Song Ci raised an eyebrow, wondering what this guy's intention was in sending her a message at this time? She opened the dialog box and saw Du Xueyan asking: "Song Ci, are you there? Let's chat."
Song Dynasty Porcelain: [...]
She thought to herself: What can we talk about?
Du Xueyan: [Have you seen the revelations tonight?]
Song Dynasty porcelain: [. ]
Du Xueyan: [I didn't leak the information. I won't shoot myself in the foot.]
Songci: [Oh.]
Song Ci's reply was not a period, but a simple "Oh". Du Xueyan felt like she had punched cotton and was extremely depressed.
Seeing that Du Xueyan had stopped talking, Song Ci was about to log out of WeChat. At this moment, Du Xueyan sent another message.
Du Xueyan: [Are you angry? ]
Song Ci: [Isn't it normal for me to be angry?]
Song Ci: [As an ex, isn't it good for you to just quietly be beautiful on your own? Why do you have to drag my man into the trending searches? My man and his ex are trending on the search, so shouldn't I be happy?]
Song Ci is like a small cannon, with a straightforward and hot-tempered personality, which makes Du Xueyan look at him with admiration.
After learning the true identity of Han Zhan's grandfather from Gu Shengyao a few months ago, Du Xueyan felt that she had been deceived by Han Zhan.
If Han Zhan had not concealed his true family background from her, she would not have been forced to break up with him and sign a contract with Gu Shengyao because she was desperate!
Du Xueyan was also angry. She was angry at Han Zhan for being reserved towards her, and she was angry at her younger self for not wanting to confess her family difficulties to Han Zhan.
This person tends to do wrong things when he gets angry.
Impulsively, Du Xueyan sent a provocative voice message to Song Ci.
Song Ci clicked on the voice chat and amplified the sound. She heard Du Xueyan say, "What should I do then, Song Ci? After all, I'm Han Zhan's first love. Song Ci, not only did I get him on the trending search, I've also held his hand and kissed him before."
Song Ci is furious!
If Song Ci can still endure this, he is not a human being!
Han Zhan's ex-girlfriend has already fired at her. Would it be ok for her not to throw a bomb back?
Song Ci coughed, held her voice high, pretended to be noble and cool, and replied to Du Xueyan's three voice messages calmly and calmly.
Du Xueyan clicked on the first voice message, and Song Ci's charming voice came out from the receiver -
[Du Xueyan, you're very proud, aren't you? You're so proud of holding his hand? You're so proud of kissing him? No matter how glorious and proud you are, you're just an ex. You can only hold his hand for a while, but I can hold his hand forever. You only kissed him on the lips, but I can kiss every inch of his skin openly.]
Du Xueyan's breathing became heavier.
She opened the second one, and Song Ci's tone was still calm.
"Du Xueyan, have you ever seen him cry? You were only his first love, but I am his wife. The closest we've ever been is just holding hands and kissing. And what about me? I'm the one who printed the name Song Ci on Han Zhan's household registration page in the spouse column!"
The third one, Song Ci said: "The man you once looked down upon and abandoned has become my husband, the apple of my eye, and the father of my child. The man you had no right to call grandpa, now finds ways to make soup and cook for me every day, spoiling me like a little princess! Du Xueyan, besides being his first love, what else can you boast about?"
Song Ci used the most nonchalant tone to say the most heart-wrenching words.
Late at night, Du Xueyan's bedroom was very quiet, and Song Ci's voice spread to every corner of the room. After listening to the voice message, Du Xueyan was angry and excited, and her whole body was shaking.
Who would have thought that Song Ci, who looked innocent and easy to bully, was so eloquent and every word he said was so hurtful.
Du Xueyan was so angry that she smashed her phone against the wall, making a hole in the wall.
Feeling she hadn't let out enough anger, Du Xueyan turned around and tried to smash something on the table. She raised her arm and was about to swing it down when she noticed that the table was filled with her music trophies.
This is her glory and she cannot live without them.
Du Xueyan stood there with her neck stretched out and breathing heavily. After a while, her bones felt limp and she sat down on the wooden floor.
She buried her head between her legs and felt like crying.
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After Song Ci sent the voice message, she didn't wait for Du Xueyan's reply, and she felt a little relieved.
Are you the only one who can do this?
Are you the only one who can kill people's hearts?
It's so easy to stab someone with a knife. It all depends on whether you are willing to do it!
Song Ci's anger has not subsided.
She opened her laptop, edited a long article, and posted it on her Weibo homepage for you to read.
Song Song Song Song Porcelain: [Once there was a little girl who fell in love with a little wild cat. She coaxed and tricked the little cat into taking her home and told it, "I like you, only you. Let's be a family from now on."
The little wild cat gradually accepted the little girl and treated her as a family member.
But one day later, the little girl saw a more beautiful and noble Persian cat. She was deeply impressed by the noble beauty of the Persian cat and wanted to take it home.
The Persian cat told the little girl: I am a noble breed, and I hate wild cats the most. If you want me, you must get rid of that ugly and lowly wild cat!
The little girl struggled for a few days, and finally threw away the wild cat and took the Persian cat home.
Later, the little wild cat met another girl B. Girl B took him home and took good care of him. He grew stronger and more handsome.
After losing the wild cat, the little girl gradually began to dislike Persian cats after discovering that Persian cats had bad tempers and were difficult to get along with.
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