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She had always been a reserved and slightly inferior person. In all the times they had been together, she had always been passive, passively falling in love with him. She had passively divorced him, passively returned to his side once again, and passively fell in love with him again and again. As for the kissing marks, they were large, with deliberate traces, as if they were purposefully announcing something. It was not in accordance with her usual style at all, nor was it in accordance with her personality.

"Haven't you ever doubted it? I've been married to you for a year, when did I ever take the initiative to make peace with you? Since when have I ever taken the initiative to do so? Those kisses are not mine. " She suddenly shook her head and smiled bitterly. "It really isn't mine."

"Yanyan, what exactly are you trying to say?"

When he heard this, he couldn't help but frown. When he wanted to refute her, he suddenly remembered that a few months ago, he stayed at home one night and didn't come back. He seemed to be drunk and unconscious, and when he woke up in the morning, he was so tired that he almost fell apart.

"Yanyan, it's good that you didn't say anything. I seem to have thought of something."

Shen Zonghao sat silently on the carriage. Amongst the people who wandered around the mall, not many of them had a poor tolerance for alcohol, and it wasn't necessarily as if he would faint from alcohol after drinking two or three cups.

"What's wrong?"

The car sped by on the lush, tree-lined street. The sunlight scattered down and penetrated through the window, turning it into a dark brown color. It hid his face in the shadows, making it hard to see what kind of expression he had.

Shen Zonghao did not want to cause her to worry for nothing. After all, he did not know what had happened.

"Since you don't feel at ease, I'll try my best to investigate everything. When the truth comes out, I'll definitely give you an explanation. Now, believe me, let me handle this matter, okay?"

Could she say a bad thing? If he didn't want her to know, then she wouldn't be able to beat him no matter how hard she tried.

She nodded her head and did not say anything else. After sending her to Wei An's place, he told her that he had something to do and asked the driver to drive away immediately. He only said that he would come over to pick her and Nuan Nuan up at night.

Nuan Nuan was taking an afternoon nap, and she was bored out of her mind as she sat in the living room watching TV for a while. Suddenly, her phone started to vibrate, and when she picked it up to look at yet another unfamiliar number, she answered with a slightly doubtful expression.

Could it be that it was Cai Mingzheng again?

"Yan Er, it's me, Song Jiaming."

It was a bit low and steady, no longer the arrogant and high-spirited handsome man from six years ago.

When Huaiyan heard his voice again, she didn't feel the depths of her heart grow close to him. She immediately thought back to what he had told her in California and couldn't help but sigh emotionally: "Song Jiaming, thank you."

Lin Qian returned six years later and a storm of blood and gore had been set off. Although she hadn't injured her and Ka Ka, Shen Zonghao had nearly lost completely.

"If you want to thank me, shouldn't you treat me to a meal? You mean you want to give a welcoming reception to this person who hasn't stepped into my homeland for six years? " Song Jiaming laughed as he opened his mouth, his bright and light tone making it difficult for Huai Yan to say a word of rejection.

"Okay, when?" She nodded in agreement, a faint smile appearing on her face.

"Tonight."

When Song Jiaming heard her agreement, he could not help but be more happy. He happily thought about Saturday, and the next day was a rest day, so he could not help but agree: "Alright, I know of a restaurant on Wutong Street. We'll meet there at six o'clock."

After hanging up, Nuan Nuan just happened to wake up in the middle of the night. The mother and daughter duo played for a while, then Wen Jing and her son hurriedly rushed over, the big fat kid in her house looked extremely similar to Qi Zhen, every day Wen Jing would boast, that when her son grows up, he will have to line up behind another stronger one! This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was to hook up her goddaughter to become a wife!

However, Nuan Nuan directly said that he belonged to a different family, and that he did not support brotherly love.

Wen Jing had only been here for more than two hours, but she had already anxiously rushed over to bring them home. As she looked at her family of three laughing and joking, she could not help but feel a sense of envy. If she was half as brave and half as strong as Wen Jing, she would not have brought herself to this stage.

Around five in the morning, Huan Yan casually packed up and went out. After thinking for a while, she told her parents that if Shen Zonghao came over, she would tell him that she had something to do at night and that he had to bring Nuan Nuan back to her house first. After eating, she went back home alone.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Song Jiaming was already there. When he saw her enter, he immediately led her to a private room.

At first, it was just an ordinary greeting, but after drinking two or three cups, the two of them could not help but sigh with emotion.

"Yan Er, do you remember when we first met six years ago?" Song Jiaming was drunk, her eyes burning with joy.

"Why don't you remember? The first time we met was in a bar near the school. That's also where we parted." Her happy face faintly smiled. When she thought back to those tender years, she felt an indescribable sense of loss and yearning.

"The happiest place in my life is there. The place that I regret the most and the place that I grieve the most is also there." Song Jiaming drank another cup of wine, her eyes burning with joy like fire: "I am truly regretful, how could I have missed out on such a good woman."

"Song Jiaming, you're drunk." Huaiyan couldn't help but laugh softly. She was in a bad mood and couldn't help but pour herself a cup of wine to drink.

"How did I get confused at that time? Yan Er, why do you think I was so stupid back then? Why can't I tell the difference between gold and sand? " The more Song Jiaming talked, the more painful it became. In the end, he seemed to be drunk and couldn't hold on any longer.