Chapter 190 If you keep talking about breaking up, I will find a rope to tie you up

When Song Wei found that there was no one behind her, she almost gritted her teeth.

She stared straight at Meng Zhiyi and Qiao Shu, with no disguising the hatred in her eyes.

Qiao Shu reached out and pulled Meng Zhiyi to sit next to her, but she looked at Song Wei and said sarcastically, "Hey, you're not pretending anymore?"

"I thought you had welded the image of the little white flower onto your face."

Meng Zhiyi took a look at her leisurely look and felt a little relieved.

She was just worried that Qiao Shu would be bullied because she was alone.

Song Wei's face was gloomy. At this moment, she had completely lost her usual weak and harmless look.

Listening to Qiao Shu's sarcastic words, Song Wei was silent for a moment before she spoke: "Qiao Shu, I don't think I have any grudge against you, right? Why are you always targeting me?"

"Could it be that Zhou Kai recognized the wrong person who sent the umbrella?"

"If you still like him, I can help you talk to him."

After she finished speaking, Qiao Shu couldn't help but gasp.

"Song Wei, has anyone ever told you that you are disgusting?" Qiao Shu crossed her legs and continued, "I don't like the trash around you. I would rather throw away a brainless person like Zhou Kai even if he is given to me for free."

Song Wei: "Then why do you keep targeting me? Because of Meng Zhiyi?"

Qiao Shu curled her lips and said, "Don't blame other people for everything. Can't I just simply dislike you?"

This answer made Song Wei feel like she was punching cotton.

She felt unwilling and angry, and stood there in a stalemate for a long time.

It was not until workers came to look for Qiao Shu outside the hall that Song Wei calmed down and looked at them deeply before leaving.

"We'll see." After saying this, Song Wei turned around and left the hall without looking back.

"Let's go and see." Meng Zhiyi repeated in a pinched voice.

Song Wei's back froze for a moment, and then her pace quickened.

"Are you okay?" After she left, Meng Zhiyi began to care about Qiao Shu.

Qiao Shu leaned against Meng Zhiyi and said, "It's okay. These people are good at talking, but if they really want to take action, they won't dare to do it even if they are given the courage."

Meng Zhi disagreed and warned, "You should be careful, because who knows what people will do when they go crazy."

"Okay~" Qiao Shu rubbed her shoulder coquettishly.

"By the way, next week is Grandma Shen's 75th birthday. Have you decided what to give her?"

"Ah?" Meng Zhi was surprised: "Shen Que didn't tell me."

Qiao Shu: "He didn't tell you? That shouldn't be the case."

Meng Zhiyi's eyes lit up, and he secretly thought, "It seems like there isn't one... I'll ask him."

Having said that, Meng Zhiyi immediately called Shen Que.

"Yiyi." When the phone was connected, Shen Que's gentle voice was heard.

Meng Zhiyi opened fire directly: "Shen Que, what do you mean? Why didn't you tell me about grandma's birthday? Are you going to break up?"

Qiao Shu, who was standing by, had just taken out her cell phone when she was almost frightened by Meng Zhiyi's words.

She stared at Meng Zhiyi in amazement and whispered, "No, do you all communicate like this?"

Meng Zhiyi gave her a reassuring look, and then continued: "Shen Que, if you don't want to be together anymore, just tell me! There's no need to do this!"

"You really make me sad. Do you think I can't afford a gift? Or do you think I'm not presentable?"

"Shen Que, you disappoint me so much!"

Meng Zhiyi attacked Shen Que head on, not giving him a chance to speak.

The more Qiao Shu listened, the more frightened she became. She wanted to interrupt several times to ask Meng Zhiyi to calm down, for she was afraid that something she casually mentioned would lead to a breakdown in their relationship.

Just as Meng Zhiyi finished speaking, she heard a sigh from the other end of the phone.

"Baby, I sent you a WeChat message before."

"?" Meng Zhiyi was stunned: "Really? You sent it? Why didn't I see it?"

Shen Que said patiently, "Wednesday afternoon, take a look."

Meng Zhiyi was a little suspicious, but still switched back to the WeChat interface, opened the chat box and looked at the chat history.

Sure enough, after scrolling up for a while, I found the message sent by Shen Que.

"..." The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

When Qiao Shu saw her expression, she immediately knew what was going on.

Then, after being silent for a few seconds, Shen Que spoke again: "Meng Zhiyi, if you keep talking about breaking up, I will find a rope to tie you to my side."

"Cough——" Meng Zhiyi coughed strategically.

Shen Que: "Or, I'll come to the school to find you now."

"Don't!" Meng Zhiyi hurriedly stopped him, and then his brain worked quickly, turning the tables and saying, "It's all your fault for not reminding me! You knew I didn't have time to look at my phone that day!"

"You held me down and kissed me for so long, how could I have the energy to look at my phone!"

Qiao Shu: “…”

I shouldn't be here.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Que's chuckle came from the phone.

"Okay, my bad."

"It was your fault in the first place! Reflect on yourself!" Meng Zhiyi said, then hung up the phone.

She patted her chest and said, "It was a close call. I almost did something unreasonable."

Qiao Shu glanced at her lazily: "Isn't it?"

She thought Meng Zhi wanted to ask Shen Que in a calm manner.

Who knew that this person would get through the phone and start typing away.

She was so frightened that her heart was trembling.

What was even more surprising was that Shen Que was so patient and not angry at all.

Meng Zhiyi snorted proudly: "Humph, people should not waste time on internal conflicts. When you make a mistake, don't reflect on yourself first, but look for the problem in others."

Qiao Shu: “Truth.”

At that time, Shen Queren was still in the company. The secretary standing beside him listened to their entire conversation and almost couldn't hold his tears.

"Let's continue what we were just saying." Shen Que smiled helplessly, his eyes full of doting as he put down his phone.

The secretary stopped laughing and continued talking about work.

*

It was midsummer, the air was hot and dry, and cicadas were chirping on the sycamore trees by the roadside.

Song Wei was wearing a burgundy halter dress and holding an umbrella in her hand, standing on the side of the road waiting for a bus.

After a while, a black car stopped in front of her.

The car window was half lowered, revealing only half of the person's face.

The man was wearing sunglasses, as if he was intentionally hiding his face.

"Here's what you want." The man handed over a small bag.

Song Wei quickly took it and put it in her bag, whispering, "Are you sure it works?"

The man chuckled, his eyes flashing with evil under his sunglasses: "Don't worry, it's not only effective, but if you don't relieve it in time, your life will be ruined."

Hearing this, Song Wei tightened her grip on the umbrella and bit her lip, saying, "We agreed that you would help me as long as you achieve your goal."

Man: “Of course.”

Song Wei looked at the man cautiously for a long time, then pursed her lips, and finally turned and left.

Unfortunately, Lin Luoluo happened to witness all of this from across the street.

She was a little worried, so she took a picture of the car's license plate and the scene of Song Wei taking something from the man.

On the other side, Meng Zhiyi had just come out of the shower when the system that had been diving suddenly appeared.

[Good evening, host~]

Meng Zhiyi stopped wiping her hair and said expressionlessly: [If you have to fart, do it now.]

System: […Host, you are so fierce. ]

Meng Zhiyi: [Don’t want to tell me? Then get lost.]

System: [… People say that at Madam Shen’s birthday banquet, according to the plot, you were going to drug Shen Que, and then provide an opportunity for Song Wei. I am here to deliver the medicine to you.]

As soon as he finished speaking, a small bottle of medicine appeared in Meng Zhiyi's hand.

Meng Zhiyi: “…”

She almost forgot that this happened.

Meng Zhiyi stared at the potion in her hand for a long time, then silently put it into her bag.