Chapter 269

However, in her heart, there is another voice to remind her that she must be rational and can no longer be easily occupied.

In the heart, two voices quarrel, and finally interfere with her thoughts. Song Xiaoya's steps are also in a mess, stepping on Jiang Beichen's feet one by one.

Finally, she stopped to dance, broke away from Jiang Beichen's hand, and then took the initiative to step back.

"It's my own business who I contact. It has nothing to do with Mr. Jiang. We are not husband and wife." She looked up at him and then went on.

They have never been husband and wife. From the beginning, he just lied to her. Now he has any right to ask her to do anything.

Jiang Beichen snorted coldly, "who says we are not husband and wife?"

“…… What do you mean Song Xiaoya looks at him suspiciously and doesn't understand what he means?

Jiang Beichen stepped forward, hugged her waist again, and then pulled her into her arms again, "never doubt your husband's ability."

"I don't understand." She blinked and still didn't understand.

"You're my wife now." See her silly, Jiang Beichen hook thin lips, and then tell her word by word.

He used to think that the engagement was not important, but since she cared so much, he would let her do it, no matter what the cost was.

Jiang Beichen's words make song Xiaoya stunned for a while. His wife, whose name is right, did not discuss with her, so he did everything by himself!

This

What a rascal!

"Are you happy?" Looking at her surprised appearance, Jiang Beichen approached her face and asked her gently.

"Who said he was going to marry you? I don't want that! " Song Xiaoya pursed her lips and pretended to be contemptuous.

The music on the dance floor stopped, and Jiang Beichen had a proud smile on his face, "but your eyes tell me that you rarely become my wife."

“……” Song Xiaoya blushes, stares at him, pushes him away and trots away.

Jiang Beichen frowned and immediately ran after him with both feet.

But before he ran out, a figure suddenly stood in front of Jiang Beichen. It was today's bridegroom, song Tianyu in a white suit.

"Go away." Jiang Beichen cold eye swept block in front of song Tianyu one eye, some unhappy way.

"Mr. Jiang, my sister doesn't want to see you now." Song Tianyu looks at Jiang Beichen seriously.

Recently, for nearly two months, song Xiaoya has been staying at Song's house, eating and drinking, but her face is often sullen and her smile is much less than before.

Jiang Beichen, as Xiaoya's husband, never showed up once or even made a phone call. He completely ignored his sister.

At the beginning, song Tianyu thought they were just having a little conflict.

However, Xiaoya is pregnant now, even if it's a big contradiction, Jiang Beichen can't do this to her.

Because of this, now the Song family are very dissatisfied with Jiang Beichen, feel that the son-in-law is not qualified.

"We don't need outsiders to intervene in our affairs." Jiang Beichen frowns and says very displeased.

Song Tianyu is song Xiaoya's brother. Today is his wedding, and Jiang Beichen doesn't want to make him ugly.

However, song Tianyu is also more distressed sister, is not willing to let her sister be bullied, he is still in the front, did not intend to get out of the way.

At this time, Milan came from inside, she took song Tianyu's arm and said softly. "Tianyu, let them have a talk."

The contradiction between husband and wife should be solved internally after all.

even more, what is the idea of Xiaoya's mind, or has the final say.

Song Tianyu looked at Milan, and then he took back his hand and made way.

Jiang Beichen takes a light look at him, and then strides away from Song Xiaoya hotel. Inside his room, he immediately closes the door, and then leans on the door, a little upset.

Outside the door has been very quiet, no movement came, it seems that Jiang Beichen did not chase.

Song Xiaoya leans her ear on the door and listens. There is really no movement outside. She can't hear anything. Then her heart immediately feels more lost.

Just when song Xiaoya was a little sad, there was a knock on the door.

She a Leng, quickly straight body, "who ah?"

"I don't know." Outside the door came Jiang Beichen's low voice.

"What are you doing here?" Song Xiaoya gritted her teeth and asked him.

"Song Xiaoya, open the door immediately." Jiang Beichen didn't want to answer her, so he gave her a direct and domineering order.

Hearing this, song Xiaoya's heart is a little upset. Won't the man coax her? Is it so difficult to say two nice words to her?

Why does he only bully her so much that he can't take care of her self-esteem.She secretly looked out from the cat's eye, and Jiang Beichen stood in front of the door with a cold face.

She took the shawl off her shoulders and opened a seam in the door. "Here you are." After the delivery, she quickly closed the door again.

Jiang Beichen coldly looked at the shawl in his hand, some unhappy, she opened the door just to return his shawl?

Two months ago, the woman told him she liked him. Now she doesn't even want to look at him.

After confirming that the door is closed, song Xiaoya goes to the bedside and sits down, staring at the door in anger.

Then there was silence at the door.

Is Jiang Beichen gone? Song Xiaoya is a little speechless and sits there in a daze. Jiang Beichen just goes away.

Damn man!

She sat for a while chagrined, and then the knock sounded again. Song Xiaoya ran to open the door without any hesitation.

But as soon as the door opened, she found song Tianyu and Milan standing outside.

"Brother, it's you?"

"Let's see you." Milan looked at Song Xiaoya, and then said to her softly.

"I'm ok, but I'm a little sleepy. I want to rest early." Song Xiaoya smiles awkwardly.

"Where's Jiang Beichen? Didn't he come to see you?" Milan turned to look at the room, did not find anyone, and then asked her suspiciously.

"Well." Song Xiaoya nods. Actually, Jiang Beichen has been here, but she seems to have driven him away, and he doesn't know where he is now.

"Xiaoya, if you are tired, you should have a rest early."

Song Xiaoya nodded, then congratulated like two people, "brother, sister-in-law, I wish you a happy wedding."

"Thank you." Milan laughed, and then they left hand in hand with song Tianyu.

Song Xiaoya closed the door, sighed, reached out and rubbed her tired forehead, then sat on the sofa in the room.