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Was there only writing in her heart, as if she had never stopped writing for him. Song Mingjian drove to the coffee shop alone, and when he entered the private room, Mei Qinghui had already arrived.

The two of them smiled and shook hands, but their smiles were extremely forced.

Sitting opposite each other, they were all silent. Song Ming's expression was calm, and Mei Qinghui was very nervous. He had experienced the aura of Song Ming's sword the first time he had met him.

Song Mingjian was the first to speak: "Mr. Millet, have you ever heard of a saying that a gentleman does not take away another's love?"

Mei Qinghui took a sip of his coffee. Song Mingjian's question had completely broken the plan he had in mind. He could only say with a deep voice, "I understand, Director Song. You and Xiang Ling are getting married, right?"

"Since you know, why are you still bothering me?" "A man should be able to take his emotions seriously." Song Ming's tone changed and he said in a warning tone, "I hope that what happened today will only happen once. If there's a second time, I definitely won't tolerate it. "

"Director Song, don't be angry. I was the one who …" Mang Qinghui gritted her teeth and finally said, "Xiang Ling is the first woman I've ever had. It won't be that easy to completely let her go. How many men in this world could possess a woman for the first time? Even if I am unable to be together for a lifetime, I will never have any regrets in this life. "

When Song Mingjian heard the deep emotions he spoke of, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. His calm expression immediately changed. What do you mean? Speak clearly! "

His expression made Mei Qinghui believe that he really was a man with a deep patriarchal complex! He took out the "record of getting a room" from his briefcase and slowly pushed it in front of Song Mingjian. I don't want to say much, the truth is here. "

Song Mingjian finished browsing through the contents and was filled with fear. Soon after, his heart was completely filled with anger. "So many times, it was almost every three years." You, why did you get a room? " He was tongue-tied and asked a ridiculous question.

"What can happen if a man sleeps in the same bed as a woman he loves? I don't need to say it! " Mang Qinghui's eyes flashed with a hint of victory. Song Mingjian was rumored to be smart and intelligent in the outside world, but his IQ was only so-so.

The feeling of being cheated and played with filled Song Mingjian's heart. It stimulated his breathing and made him unable to control himself, slamming the table so hard that even the coffee cup on the table jumped up.

Mang Qinghui was still speaking neither hurriedly nor slowly, "Boss Song, let's be frank. She gave me her first time, but she gave you her technique. "Isn't it just a layer of film? It's nothing."

It was nothing, yes, for the first time in the minds of open people like them, it was nothing. However, it was only because of how scheming Gu Xiangling was that she was able to easily believe that it was her first time. Song Mingjian was already dizzy, forcing himself to say, "Alright, Mr. Millet, I still have some matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first."

It was another misty moment. Song Mingjian was alone in the car with the car windows open as he sped down the street. He let the cold wind and rain blow on his face, as if that would ease his anger.

The blurry street light dazzled his eyes, and Song Mingjian's fingers gripped the steering wheel so tightly that it hurt his palm. In the gorgeous night, Gu Xiangling's face appeared and disappeared.

"Why — to deceive me!" Song Ming shouted loudly, his voice almost penetrating through Yun Xiao.

It was late at night when Song Mingjian returned home. Opening the bedroom door, he saw a bright light. Gu Xiangling was sleeping on the computer desk, her silky silky hair shining faintly under the light.

How many times had Song Ming's sword curled his fingers in his hair? He could still remember the soft and elegant feeling. As for Gu Xiangling, she had leaned into his embrace, mesmerized, and said: "Her long hair brings the heart of a sovereign."

When your long hair passes through my heart, my heart shakes for you.

He walked right past her and sat down on the edge of the bed without a word. Gu Xiangling, who was resting on the table, vaguely heard his voice. She raised her head and looked in his direction with her hazy eyes.

"He's back!" "Her face flashed with a hint of joy. She quickly ran into his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck." Don't wake me up when you get back. If it wasn't for my sixth sense, I wouldn't be able to see you until tomorrow morning. "

Song Mingjian's body stiffened, but his heart felt a hint of softness. Had she deceived him because she loved him, or because of his identity?

If it was because of love, he could still... "Forgive me." You don't miss me, so why should I call you? "

"I've called a few times, but you refused," Gu Xiangling pursed her lips, her face filled with displeasure. I thought you were receiving some important client, so I stopped bothering you. "

In your mind, my work is more important than mine, because it can bring fame and fortune. Song Mingjian gently pushed her body away and looked deeply at her with a probing gaze.

His gaze caused Gu Xiangling's heart to surge. Heavens, if she were to be stared at for a few more seconds, she wouldn't be able to control herself. Avoiding his gaze, she muttered, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Are you nervous? Song Mingjian thought of something and asked: "Darling, let me ask you a question. Do you write about the thoughts of the villains when they do bad things? "

"Of course!" Gu Xiangling said confidently, "A rigid villain can make people feel boring, so you have to focus on your heart. Usually, when you start doing bad things, you feel guilty and uneasy, but you defend yourself. Later, when he does more bad things and has more and more reasons to defend himself, he won't feel unsettled and guilty. "

"You too?" Song Mingjian asked.

"Maybe." Gu Xiangling smiled sadly, "In the end, humanity is still selfish. I'm no exception, you're no exception." She pursed her lips and touched them. " "Darling, you go take a shower. It's so late."

You still want to avoid problems! The softness in Song Mingjian's heart instantly disappeared without a trace. "Xiang Ling, speak honestly. Have you ever lied to me before?"

Gu Xiangling widened her eyes in surprise. Could it be that today, when Mei Qinghui came, he coincidentally bumped into her, causing this guy to be jealous? But was this considered a "deception"? She hadn't done anything to let him down.

She firmly shook her head: "Mingjian, something's wrong with you tonight. Did something happen?"

The anger in Song Mingjian's heart ignited, causing him to lose all reason. Pulling open his briefcase, he threw the room book onto her face with a "pa" sound. He almost yelled out, "Gu Xiangling, if you want people to not know, then don't do it unless it's your own. Look at what you did! "

Gu Xiangling picked up the piece of paper with a puzzled expression. At first, her expression was one of suspicion, then shock, and finally, confusion. Song Ming's teeth were about to shatter from his teeth. No wonder all writers are brilliant actors. Just look at the acting skills, it's comparable to the film emperors.