C46

Gu Xiangling sat in the pavilion, her hands fluttering across the keyboard. At the tide stage. The phone beside the computer vibrated. There was a text message. Gu Xiangling, who was in high spirits, didn't hear it at all.

Since he didn't reply to his message, he decided to call him. The bell rang several times before Gu Xiangling heard it. "Hello, who is it?" She hated it when people interrupted her inspiration while she was writing.

Song Mingjian had interrupted her a few times while she was writing, getting beaten up by Gu Xiangling on the spot. From then on, Song Mingjian announced: When Madame Song was writing novels, even if the sky fell, she should not be informed.

"Is that Gu Xiangling?" "We have your express delivery, which indicates that it's an important item and requires your signature." It was obvious that the person making this call was a courier.

Upon hearing that she had bought a treasure from the internet, the anger in Gu Xiangling's heart lessened somewhat. Buying and buying was a woman's nature, so no matter how extraordinary Gu Xiangling was, it couldn't be helped.

He took a pen and ran through the garden. Damn, this garden was way too big. A fake mountain, a fountain, a statue, an arch bridge … Did Song Mingjian renovate any parks back then?

A man wearing sunglasses was standing outside the gate with a cardboard box in his arms. Gu Xiangling suddenly stopped in her tracks. From the look of that person, she didn't seem like a courier.

The man saw her and came up quickly. Gu Xiangling felt that something was even more off. She turned around and was about to run away when he ran over and grabbed her wrist. "Xiang Ling!"

"Qin Lie!" Gu Xiangling immediately recognized him from her fervent shout. What are you doing here? " Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought that Mei Qinghui would come looking for her.

Mang Qinghui took off his sunglasses. His once bright eyes were now like a pool of muddy water, full of dejection and disappointment. "Xiang Ling, I just want to meet you. Just a look will do."

"Fine, you've seen it. Satisfied?" When Gu Xiangling saw his lifeless appearance, she still couldn't harden her heart and told him to scram. It seemed that Mei Qinghui really couldn't forget about him.

"Once a man falls in love, he will fall deeper than a woman." Qing Hui, forget about me. I am Song Mingjian's fiancee, even my body and heart belongs to her. We, we can't do it. "

"Mang Qing Hui's face turned pale white in an instant, and his expression became terrifyingly ferocious." What do you mean? Have you slept with him? "

"Yes." "Fine," Gu Xiangling admitted without hesitation. You wouldn't want me like this, right? " Mang Qinghui loosened her grip and retreated a few steps, looking at Gu Xiangling in disbelief.

How conservative was Gu Xiangling? When she was in love, he had wanted to have sex with her many times, but she had always refused, saying resolutely, "I want to keep it until our wedding night."

He had been in love with her for so long that she had refused to sleep in his arms except for kissing and hugging him. He was also secretly proud of having a girl who loved herself even rarer than pandas in this world.

And the cruel truth … But: She did not love him, or did not want to be his wife, so she refused him. Mang Qinghui picked up the box from the ground and threw it onto the ground. He stomped on the box until it was flat.

Gu Xiangling watched his rage silently, not wanting to explain. "How could he believe such a strange and tortuous experience?" Qing Hui, I hope that you can find a girl who loves you, I wish you happiness. "

To Mei Qinghui, these words sounded ear-piercing.

Headquarters:

Song Mingjian was currently negotiating with a few foreign businessmen in fluent English. His every word was smooth and natural, as if he was speaking his mother tongue. Qin Zhui, the newly appointed secretary, looked at him with an appreciative gaze. It was truly a rare encounter to meet such an attractive superior!

The few foreign businessmen also seemed to admire Song Mingjian, nodding and smiling at him from time to time. A message suddenly sounded from his phone. Song Mingjian looked down and his expression suddenly changed.

In a split-second, he regained his composure, pocketed his mobile phone, and continued his conversation with the foreign businessmen. Once the contract was signed, he instructed Qin Zhuang to send the foreign merchants off.

Song Mingjian locked himself in his office and stared at the photo sent to him by Sheng Qing on his WeChat. His eyes were filled with pain. Gu Xiangling, the woman he loved, stood in front of his door so openly and openly, pulling and pulling on Mang Qinghui.

Was this an endless relationship? But Gu Xiangling, even if you want to rekindle your old friendship, can you at least save me some face? In the entire Song Family, who didn't know that I, Song Mingjian, loved you madly. Aren't you insulting me by doing this?

Sheng Sangqing then sent a message, "Brother Ming Jian, I passed by your house today, and I want to go to your house to play. I didn't expect to see such a scene. You should give your sister-in-law a tactful reminder. After all, she is your wife, and a public figure. It's not good to be acting so brazenly. "

Yes, on the doorstep of the house, there were many people walking in and out of the house. There were also many reporters lurking around in the tabloids. If you can take a picture of Shengwen, others will definitely be able to do it.

She flipped to Gu Xiangling's number and was about to dial it when she stopped. In the end, Song Ming did not believe it. Did the woman he loved with all his heart and soul really say that he would split his legs just like that?

Thinking of her slim body in his arms, murmuring "I love you" in a voice full of emotion, saying touching words in a loving voice. Was she, at that time, all putting on an act?

Song Mingjian decided that it was better not to question Gu Xiangling first. A woman in love was sensitive and weak, he didn't want to give her even the slightest bit of harm, not even if it was a misunderstanding.

Song Mingjian logged onto the website of the Mai family business, found the number of Mai Qinghui, and arranged to meet him at the XX Cafe tonight. Mi Qinghui readily agreed.

After putting down the phone, Mei Qinghui opened the drawer and took out a forged room opening record. It recorded the number of times he and Gu Xiangling had rented a room, as many as ten times.

Song Mingjian! He cursed the name in his heart. Hateful man. What a man could not tolerate the most was the hatred of a man who had killed his own abdomen, and the hatred of a wife. You tried every means to steal my woman, I do not want you to enjoy so much.

Mei Qinghui was shocked by his own thoughts. Heavens! Why did I become a scheming person? Just this once. Besides, it wasn't like he was deliberately playing with his cellphone's wrist. He had been forced to do so.

The night was late. Song Ming took a drag on his cigarette and did his best to calm his boiling thoughts. He called Gu Xiangling. "Darling, do you miss me?"

As long as Gu Xiangling said "I miss you," he would immediately cancel her meeting with Mang Qinghui and head straight home. "I don't want to. I'm at the peak of my code word and I don't want anything but the plot." Gu Xiangling said indifferently as she typed on the keyboard, "I'll come think about you after I finish writing, okay?" "Well, I've written it just in time for you to come back."