Chapter 93

Song Jin asked the driver to drive directly to the stadium. She went in according to the number of the hotel room and knocked at the door.

Soon the people inside opened and she squeezed in through the crack in the door.

As soon as the bath was over, Tang Ning walked in front of her in her bathrobe. She raised her foot and pushed her back leg with her knee. Unprepared Tang Ning was almost staggered by her. She was about to cure her when she turned back. However, she immediately jumped far away and sat on the single sofa and looked at her with a smile.

"Do you know I'm here to take a shower?"

"Don't be poor, Zhuang Jingrui is in a car crash," said downing

"Ah?"

The surprise in her eyes spilled directly, and downing threw the towel aside: "people should be in the hospital now, but it's not serious."

When they left, they happened to meet Zhuang Jingrui. The car and the car in front of them ran into each other, bleeding on their heads. It should not be very serious.

"You took him to the hospital?"

"It's not my turn. There are others in the car."

"Well, that's his nephew Zhuang Shaoyang. He's friends with Lu Nancheng. I've seen him several times."

Downing thought that the young man he met today almost thought it was his son.

"Your acting is very good today."

"No better than you."

Song Jin spits out her tongue: "that's for sure, but I almost became an actor."

"The most surprised one today must be Zhuang Jingrui, who has hit the car."

Song Jin's expression changed slightly: "maybe."

She was slightly shocked, but soon adjusted, and Zhuang Jingrui's meeting was unexpected. He didn't make much gaffe on the spot, which is very good. If downing and he make gaffes at the same time, I'm afraid Lu Nancheng will have to doubt.

"He often comes to see you play."

Downing turned to correct: "is to see badminton game, not to see my game, I retired so many years did not play."

"Well, his hobby hasn't changed yet."

Song Jin thought of that time and Downing to play, just met him halfway, very surprised, he still plays badminton.

"You don't know how much influence you have on him," sighed downing

All of a sudden, she was silent, and downing saw that she and Zhuang Jingrui had no relationship. They were separated, and now Lu Nancheng was cheap.

"Don't think about it. Anyway, he's had a good time."

"Oh."

Song Jin is still silent. After she has been back for so long, she doesn't want to inquire about that person. She only knows that he is the leader of the dealer now. He has a high position and is much better than that time.

"You're well by Lu Nancheng's side. Don't use your head."

Tang Ning is afraid of misunderstandings. She doesn't know the agreement between her and Lu Nancheng. She thinks she can always sit in the position of her wife.

"Lu Nancheng and I are not what you think."

"Come on, I think you are getting sweeter and sweeter. Today you all come to the court to spread dog food."

Lu Nancheng's soft look at her is true, and people like him don't have to pretend in front of others.

Downing turned and went inside to change his clothes. After a while, he changed his clothes and came out: "let's go, eat out."

"It's all right?"

"Early afternoon."

"You're not nervous at all as a coach."

Downing laughed: "I don't eat to lecture now. They have more pressure. Let them go. It's useless if I want to win the championship."

"In the morning, you're on the court, and the players are all drooping their heads."

She was teased by Song Jin, but she didn't retort: "you don't know that it's more and more difficult to take one session."

"I understand. You are the worst class I've ever had. Every teacher will say that."

Downing was amused by her and wanted to pull her up from the sofa. Seeing her wrapped arm, she wanted to ask for it for a long time.

"What happened to the hand?"

Song Jin's eyes turned and her expression was sad and pathetic: "she was raped by Lu Nancheng."

"Ha ha, I think your domestic violence is similar to him."

"You're my friend."

"People like Lu Nancheng don't care to do it."

Downing had seen him several times before. With the Lu family coming, he was young and in a high position. He was fierce in means. He was powerful in the market at the beginning, but he was very modest and low-key. He had a cold and fierce temperament. Although he was not very close, he was not a man who would embarrass women, especially his wife.

The old man of the Lu family is just and upright. I'm afraid he can't teach such a child.

Song Jin got up from the sofa: "your evaluation of him is good."

"I'm just an objective assessment."

"How objective."

Her cheap expression, see the Downing want to hit her, just drag her out.

Song Jin and she are having dinner nearby. After their meeting this time, Lu Nancheng will not doubt her. As for Zhuang Jingrui, most of them will not doubt her. Her current identity is far from what she was before.She has been recuperating at home in recent days. Lu Nancheng has given her a lot of soup, which is full of greasy and tasteless.

As soon as she eats out, she suddenly feels alive. Song Jin is happy to eat two bowls of rice, and Tang Ning is stunned.

"Lu Nancheng is harsh on you, and won't give you dinner?"

"You found it all."

"If you eat like this, you'll get fat sooner or later."

"I'm someone else's wife. It's none of your business to get fat."

Downing tut tut a few times, she is old, and the amount of exercise in recent years has become significantly smaller, so she does not dare to eat like this. She eats some vegetables hastily, and only eats a few mouthfuls of rice.

Almost all the dishes were eaten by Song Jin. She felt her stomach and licked her lips. Lu Nancheng's phone just came in at this time. She made a hiss. She looked obscene and wanted to laugh.

"Hello."

"Where is it?"

Lu Nancheng's voice is common on the phone, but he is checking the post.

"I'm out, eating with my friends."

Lu Nancheng is also outside at the moment, but he comes out to make a phone call in the middle of the entertainment. He stands in the dark corridor, leaning slightly against the wall, the warm light on his head falls on his face, and the cigarette on his fingertips burns silently.

"Go back early after dinner."

"Well, I see."

"Don't run around."

"When does Mrs. Lu not even have this right?"

"Patients have no rights."

Lu Nancheng's answer is very strong. Song Jin turns her eyes in her heart. In recent days, Xiao Xianrou suddenly limits her more. It's almost like nailing her in the frame.

"I know. Hang up."

Song Jin didn't want to talk to him, so she took the lead to hang up the phone. Lu Nancheng listened to the beep, depressed and took a puff of smoke.

Even after listening to his explanation, Song Jin didn't go back in the afternoon. Instead, she went to play with downing in the team. If it wasn't for her hand injury, she would be itching to play a game with her apprentice.

She did not give up until the evening, and got home before Lu Nancheng got home.