Song Shengsheng rubbed her hair in annoyance, stood up and walked into the bedroom with light steps. She stood at the door of the cloakroom and glanced at Jiang Yiyu who was changing clothes in annoyance.
Jiang Yiyu glanced back at her, turned around again angrily, but his movements in changing clothes slowed down significantly.
Song Shengsheng looked at him for a while, walked into the cloakroom, and stopped behind him. She leaned against the wardrobe and asked, "Where are you going? Do you want me to help you make an appointment with my brother?"
"Don't worry about it, I'm going to wander."
Song Shengsheng chuckled softly, and Jiang Yiyu looked at her angrily: "Still laughing? You'd better come up with a reason why you are angry with me for no reason before I come back today. Otherwise, Song Shengsheng, I tell you, we are done with each other!"
"Are you breaking up the relationship and wanting a divorce?"
Jiang Yiyu's eyes widened: "Oh my god, Song Shengsheng, this is what you want! Do you like someone else? Am I an eyesore? Who do you think that pretty boy is? I promise to beat him to death."
"Where did this pretty boy come from?" Song Shengsheng reached out and straightened the collar of his T-shirt. "I just thought the weather was nice today, and you haven't been out with your friends for a while. I also happened to have nothing to do today, so I decided to give you a day off."
"Am I particularly gullible? Am I extremely stupid in your eyes?" Jiang Yiyu looked at her inquiringly.
"No." Song Shengsheng smiled and put her arms around his neck, leaning into his arms: "Go out and have some fun."
"I won't be back tonight."
"good."
"Okay?" Jiang Yiyu's eyes widened in disbelief. "I still want to go to the bar and nightclub."
"Okay." Jiang Yiyu twisted Song Shengsheng's shoulders and pressed her against the closet door: "I want to ask Lin Huan to come out with me and drink the wine that other women poured for me."
Song Shengsheng's smile remained unchanged, but he already had the urge to beat Jiang Yiyu up: "Whatever you want."
"I would also drink all night in places with both men and women, and would not explain myself if I was photographed by paparazzi."
"You..." Song Shengsheng choked for a moment. Jiang Yiyu looked at her stiff expression and smiled smugly: "Song Shengsheng, come on, you have nothing to do but act so stubborn. You can't hold it back anymore! If you give in to me now, I won't go out."
"There's nothing to worry about. Just go ahead and have fun."
Jiang Yiyu was stunned: "What's wrong with you? Something must be wrong. Song Shengsheng, do you have any plans? You are not really in love with someone else, are you? Are you planning to send me out today and then go to meet your pretty boy?" He smiled, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it seemed: "I really can't let you do what you want today. Whoever wants to leave can leave. Anyway, neither of us can escape."
He turned around angrily and sat on the sofa, staring at Song Shengsheng without blinking.
Song Shengsheng folded her arms and looked at him: "I really don't have any other ideas. I saw that you were under a lot of pressure recently and had trouble sleeping, so I wanted you to go out and have some fun and relax. How come when you come here, you imagine a big drama of divorce."
"You trust me? Aren't you afraid that I'll fall in love with someone else? Or do you simply not care? Song Shengsheng, we've been together for four months. You didn't really treat me like a doll you finally got, did you? Now that you're tired of playing with me, you just let me go, right?"
"Really not."
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Jiang Yiyu sighed softly. He stood up with the help of the sofa armrest and tugged at the hem of his T-shirt. "Okay, I appreciate your kindness. I'm leaving. You don't have to hold the door open for me tonight or tomorrow. I'm leaving. I won't bother you anymore."
"Brother Yi Yu! Don't be angry!"
Jiang Yiyu turned and walked out the door, waving his hand: "I'm not angry. If an old man like me doesn't leave, how can I make room for you newcomers?"
Song Shengsheng followed him all the way to the door of his house. Jiang Yiyu changed his shoes and when he took the car keys from the shoe cabinet, he turned around and looked at Song Shengsheng with a look of despair: "I'll give you one more chance, do you want to keep me?"
"Do you want me to help you make an appointment with my brother?"
Jiang Yiyu was completely speechless. He casually stuffed the car keys into his trouser pocket and pointed at Song Shengsheng: "Don't regret it."
"Drive slowly and be safe."
"Okay, Song Shengsheng, you are very nice." Jiang Yiyu said, turned around, opened the door and left.
Song Shengsheng stood at the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, she took out her cell phone from her pocket and sent a message to Wen Jing, saying that Jiang Yiyu had left.
Wen Jing replied immediately: Everything is going according to plan.
After Jiang Yiyu went downstairs, he sat in the car, sulking for a while, and then picked up his mobile phone and looked at it several times, thinking that as long as Song Shengsheng was willing to send him a message, he would immediately go down the stairs, get out of the car and go home. As a result, he waited for almost half an hour, but did not wait for Song Shengsheng's message, but waited for her to come downstairs.
He watched Song Shengsheng walk out of the elevator, trot to a car that had just driven in five minutes ago, open the door and get in.
His nerves were immediately tense. Without time to think, he quickly put down his phone, started the car, and drove out of the garage following the car that Song Shengsheng had just gotten into.
After chasing the car for a long time, he finally lost it at a traffic light.
Jiang Yiyu was really angry. He parked the car on the side of the road, took out his cell phone and called Song Shengsheng. The ringing lasted for a long time before the call was connected: "Hello, Brother Yiyu, what's wrong?"
"Where are you?" Jiang Yiyu asked unhappily.
Song Shengsheng glanced at Wen Jing who was driving and said, "I... I'm at home... What about you? Who are you with? Where are you going?"
"Are you home? If you were, I'd be going upstairs now."
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