Chapter 83 Cruel
On the night that Song Mingxi unilaterally announced her marriage on her social account, He Chen came to her door.
It rains lightly at night.
He was standing outside the Song family villa, holding a black umbrella.
The rose bushes outside the Song family villa were equally gorgeous, forming a clear contrast with He Chen's gloomy and calm expression.
"Who are you looking for?"
The butler opened the door a crack and looked outside.
"Song Mingxi, is she here?"
The butler opened the door, walked out, and asked, "Who are you? I'll go in and tell the young lady."
He Chen pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment before giving his name.
upstairs.
When Song Mingxi heard this, he said he would not see her.
The housekeeper could only go downstairs.
"I'm sorry, Mr. He, our lady has gone to bed."
He Chen's expression turned even uglier. "Please tell her I've been waiting for her downstairs..."
He suddenly thought of—
Song Mingxi has always been a person who dares to love and hate; if he keeps waiting, even if he gets drenched to death, he may not really get the person.
If she was so soft-hearted, she wouldn't have blocked all my contact information.
So he slammed on the brakes, retracted the previous message, and said smoothly, "Could you please come up again? I just want to say a few words."
The housekeeper was stunned. He just said he had been waiting downstairs...
That doesn't seem to be what you mean?
The butler looked at him again and saw that his well-fitting suit was soaked by the rain and his black hair was stuck to his forehead.
The originally young and dignified face was drenched by the heavy rain and now looks like a drowned chicken.
But this drowned chicken is a little bit good-looking.
The housekeeper looked at him deeply and went back upstairs. "Mr. He said he would wait downstairs..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Song Mingxi had already raised her red and swollen eyes. She turned over and covered her head with the quilt. "Then let him wait."
In a daze, Song Mingxi had a dream, in which she recalled something.
It was at the beginning of the year, Mu Jia had just returned from Wuzhou, and on the night when Xie Siyan made a drone confession near the Financial Street, Zhou Xu looked at He Chen with a strange look in his eyes.
Chi Zhao often brought Kwan Ying-sin to parties with them, and that night he probably felt that He Chen looked familiar.
But at that time, she was too slow.
They looked so much alike, she hadn't noticed.
Song Mingxi couldn't sleep at all, so he turned over and took out his cell phone. To be honest, Guan Yingxin was quite pretty, and she was not inferior to anyone in the entertainment industry who was known for her good looks.
He Chen is a relative of hers. They are both of the same height, with very fair skin, high nose bridge and the same appearance, but He Chen is more manly and has better conditions, so Song Mingxi, who loves appearance, fell in love with him at first sight.
Song Mingxi couldn't sleep, so she got out of bed in her slippers. After going to the bathroom, she came back and casually glanced through the glass window on the second floor. She actually saw a figure standing outside the door.
Holding a black umbrella.
How long had she slept?
Song Mingxi thought in a daze, and then she went back to bed. This time, she couldn't fall asleep at all.
Whenever you close your eyes, the face that appears in your mind is He Chen’s.
She simply gave up sleeping, got up in her pajamas, and ran downstairs in the moonlight.
——
I don’t know how long I waited, but the large carved iron door creaked open.
He Chen quickly looked up and his eyes fell on the person who opened the door.
Song Mingxi stood by the door and looked at him.
"I'm sorry." He Chen's voice was hoarse, and these three words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.
Song Mingxi suddenly laughed.
She walked over, and before He Chen could understand what she was saying, she raised her wrist and slapped him cleanly.
With a "pop" sound.
The sound is particularly clear on a rainy night.
He Chen turned his face away, the frame of his glasses hung crookedly on the bridge of his nose, the umbrella fell out of his hand, and the rain quickly dripped down his chin.
He forgot that it was still raining heavily around him.
"Do you think life is a romance novel?" Song Mingxi's voice trembled, but every word was as sharp as a knife. "From the first day you approached me, it was a scam. Why are you pretending to be affectionate now?"
Can two people like this go back?
He Chen adjusted his glasses silently, the rain sliding across his flushed left cheek. His skin was quite fair, and the red marks on his face were particularly obvious.
"Have you vented your anger?" he asked.
Song Mingxi turned around and said coldly, "You'd better pack up and prepare to attend your sister's wedding."
——
Song Mingxi developed a fever as soon as he returned home and became seriously ill. When Mu Jia rushed to take care of him, he learned the cause of his illness and couldn't help but curse him as a "jinx".
Is He Chen a natural nemesis for Song Mingxi?
Nothing good will happen if you meet him.
Who is like him, trying to retain someone and ending up in the hospital?
Song Mingxi lay weakly on the bed and called her, "Jia Jia, don't worry about me. I heard that Xie Siyan is still imprisoned in the ancestral hall."
Mu Jia was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Who told you that?"
"Oh," Song Mingxi said palely, his voice still hoarse, "Zhou Xu called me and mentioned something on the phone."
They were all acquaintances, so it was normal for Zhou Xu to offer some words of comfort to Song Mingxi. Mu Jia was lost in thought as he stared at the IV bottle beside Song Mingxi's bed when he heard Song Mingxi ask, "Jia Jia, how long has he been locked up?"
How long has it been?
It has been four or five days since the day Xie Siyan and Cheng Yuan started fighting.
At first, they kept talking on the phone every night, but later, seeing that even a grown man like Xie Siyan couldn't handle it, Mu Jia didn't know what to do.
In fact, there is an element of escape in her heart.
There are only two reasons why Xie Siyan was locked up by his mother. One is that his affair with Cheng Yu'an was reported to the police station, and his mother felt that it was a fratricide and blamed him for not being a good brother. However, this reason is unlikely.
Another reason was that Xie's mother found out that they were in love and did not agree.
Mu Jia had already experienced being looked down upon because of his family background, and those words were spoken by Xie Siyan himself.
In order to separate her and Cheng Yu'an.
Now the same thing happened to him.
She thought that he was brought up in such a family, and the words that came out of his mouth at that time probably came from years of immersion in the family atmosphere.
In other words, his parents must have paid great attention to family background.
So Mu Jia didn't dare to guess or think about it. She couldn't help with this matter at all. She could only chat with him every night and watch him suffer. She felt no better than him and was extremely exhausted.
Why do people have class differences?
Isn’t it said that in this world, if you work hard, you will win?
Why was it that after studying for many years, she was told that she would be faced with an extremely cruel real world?
In a person's life, the path of destiny is mostly determined at the moment of birth.
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