Chapter 157 "I told you not to mess with my husband, but you still did!"
The more Jing Zhuo listened, the worse his expression became.
He walked through the door, put his arm around his wife's shoulders, and protected her as she walked out.
"Remember what I told you then?"
"Remember," Song Xi repeated, "stay away from him, he's a pervert."
"Well, my husband will take you away."
He deliberately protected Song Xi on the other side and left in the direction of Lu Ye. When they passed each other, a hand grabbed his shoulder.
"Zhang Henian, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you're still so mean to me."
Jing Zhuo turned around and punched him.
His fist was heading straight for his face. Just as he was about to hit him, he saw that provocative face. Mr. Jing gritted his teeth and held back.
He pushed Lu Ye away in disgust and held Song Xi's hand.
"Let's go."
A suspicious storm was thus put to an end.
In the second half, Jing Zhuo added a seat and sat next to Song Xi, having dinner with a table of female comrades.
By the way, I also acted as a waiter, serving food, serving soup, and peeling crabs for my wife and mother.
The other wives at the table joked:
"Mr. Jing really cares about his family."
"You're already an adult, but you're still clinging to your mom and wife."
Zhang Hening said cheerfully, "He doesn't dare to be around men. He's afraid, hahaha."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Zhuo shot him a few glares from a distance, and he shut up in fear.
Song Xi was confused in the second half.
What a wonderful melon.
Why couldn't she know.
While Jing Zhuo was peeling crabs, she secretly pulled Zhang Hening aside and told her what had just happened in the bathroom and asked her what was going on between the two men.
Zhang Hening made a gesture of wiping his neck.
"Decapitation melon, I'll die if I say it."
"I'll tell you when I get married and move to Su City."
Song Xi: “…”
You are really confident, but whether you can have the conversation is another matter.
In the evening, the newlyweds came to toast, and Jingzhuo blocked the wine for the other family members, drank a few more glasses, and felt a little embarrassed when he left.
It’s too late, and you’ll have to wait for the designated driver.
Song Xi didn't drink, so she simply took off her high heels and drove Jing Zhuo back to Millennium Garden herself.
On the way, I was hit by a Maybach.
She drove slowly and steadily, but the other party seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for her. When she turned left, the Maybach also turned left. When she turned right, the Maybach also turned right.
She was driving at a snail's pace, and the Maybach was even slower than her.
There were several times when they almost collided, and Jing Zhuo raised his hand to control her steering wheel and barely avoided it.
I hid three times along the way.
The fourth time, when the car was about to collide, Song Xi slammed on the brakes and the car stopped narrowly.
The Maybach in front also stopped.
The car door opened, and the man's familiar and feminine face appeared. He walked towards them in the bright white headlights.
It’s that Lu Ye.
Song Xi felt a headache.
I really don't understand what this man is going to do.
She lowered the car window with a cold expression, and when Lu Ye stopped outside the window, Jing Zhuo closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.
Lu Ye's gaze passed through the driver's seat and glanced at the man in the passenger seat.
"What happened to your husband?"
Song Xi: "He fell asleep."
Lu Ye smiled mischievously: "Since you're asleep, why don't we add each other on WeChat? I have a lot of secrets I want to tell you."
Jing Zhuo opened his eyes instantly.
He coldly threw a word out the window.
"roll."
Finally hearing Jing Zhuo scolding him, Lu Ye smiled happily.
It seems to be cool.
Song Xi frowned and asked, "Why do you keep leaving our car?"
Lu Ye raised his eyebrow and said, "I miss Mr. Jing. I want to see him more."
Jing Zhuo sat in the passenger seat with his cheeks tense.
He clenched his fists at his sides, then unclenched them and clenched them again, trembling slightly.
You can tell he really wants to hit someone.
But I am trying my best to restrain myself.
Song Xi didn't know what he was restraining. When did this man become so good-tempered? He was almost like a Ninja Turtle.
She lowered the car window to the lowest point and twisted her wrists into small fists.
"I'm sorry, Lu Ye."
"Bang!"
Song Xi threw a punch, hitting him in the face with a straight hook.
"I told you not to mess with my husband, and you still did! He doesn't want to beat you up, so I'll do it for him. I'm his soldier."
Lu Ye was caught off guard and was hit on the nose by a sudden fist. His head buzzed and blood immediately flowed out of his nose.
Song Xi warned out the window.
"If you dare to cut me off maliciously again, I'll beat you up!"
After she finished speaking, she turned the steering wheel, stepped on the brakes, and drove away coolly.
Fortunately, my recent driving practice has been quite effective.
He is very pretentious.
After walking for a while and leaving behind all the people and cars behind, Song Xi spoke to Jing Zhuo.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself just now. My temper is getting harder and harder to control."
Jing Zhuo uttered three words: "Good beating."
Song Xi was driving, wondering, "Why didn't you hit him? You're not the kind of person who can tolerate that. I saw you hit Chen Mian very decisively last time."
Jing Zhuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"I'm afraid he'll get too excited."
"I don't want any 'quantum entanglement' with him."
When Song Xi heard this, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
What kind of talent is Lu Ye?
Jing Zhuo was so upset that he would rather swallow his anger than get hit by him.
What a big melon! I really want to eat it.
If I don't eat, I won't be able to sleep tonight.
…
When they returned to Millennium Garden in the evening and parked the car, Song Xi couldn't help but went over and asked Jing Zhuo several times.
"What's your story with that man?"
Jing Zhuo kept his mouth shut.
Song Xi blinked and was discouraged: "Forget it, then go take a shower and go to bed!"
"Okay, wife."
Jing Zhuo was surprisingly obedient tonight. He took off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and went into the bathroom without looking back.
The sound of running water came from inside, hiding the man's panicked escape.
While he was away, Song Xi got out of bed, opened the innermost drawer of the cabinet, took out an iron lock, and fastened it to the bed.
When Jing Zhuo came out, he saw this scene—
The main light in the room was turned off, leaving only a small bedside lamp on.
In the dim warm light, sitting on the bed was a... furry little fox.
The little fox shook its furry ears and blinked at him with its almond-shaped eyes.
"Master~"
Xiao Jingzhuo: “!!!”
Jing Zhuo wiped his wet hair a few times, threw away the towel, walked around the head of the bed and stood in front of her.
"Want to play games?"
Song Xi tilted her head and rubbed his chin.
"May I?"
"With pleasure."
He lowered his head and held her lips.
When they were close to each other, Jing Zhuo was the least guarded.
“Crack—”
There was a crisp sound, and he felt his wrist was heavy and cold.
Looking down, I saw that he had scored twice.
He was cuffed again.
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