Chi Zheng directly threw Song Yu onto the bed (Zheng Shao was jealous and being mischievous)

  "Jian Yi, I want you to make it clear with me here today, don't think about going anywhere else!"

  Song Yu was still able to hear Guan Xiaolin's scream in the elevator.

  "Let me go!" Jian Yi's furious roar, he flailed his arm to shake off Guan Xiaolin's hand, and with the other hand grasped her wrist to pull her away.

  Ke Xianuo Lin also didn't know where she got the determination and strength, biting her teeth to death, her face turned white but she still wouldn't let go.

  "Do you still want to go and explain to Song Yu? No way! I'm telling you, all these despicable things of yours, Song Yu has already heard them. Do you think that if you go out now to explain, she'll believe you, forgive you?" Guan Xiaolin's face twisted in pain, but she managed to squeeze out a cold laugh. "Hmph, whatever you say now, she won't believe it!"

  "Even if you catch up, she will only think you're disgusting. You've deceived her for so many years, changing women one after another to get ahead, and she still thought you were clean and self-disciplined. Although the two of you didn't have a confirmed relationship before, but in her eyes, you've already cheated! No woman can tolerate the man she likes being unclean!"

  The elevator went down, and Guan Xiaolin and Jian Yi's words could still be faintly heard. Song Yu lowered his head, covering his ears with both hands, feeling nauseous.

  These two people she thought she trusted most have now joined forces to turn her world upside down.

  She had always trusted Jian Yi, but now the man she had trusted all along was told that he was not trustworthy. Who could she trust in the future?

  When the elevator drops to the first floor, the door opens and Song Yu rushes out of the elevator in a daze.

  When she saw Qi Chengzhi, she slowed down her pace gradually.

  Zi Chengzhi leaned against the car door, one hand inserted into the pocket of his trousers, the other holding a cigarette, and a wisp of smoke was slowly emerging from between his lips.

  He glanced at Song Yu faintly, threw the cigarette to the ground and extinguished it, saying calmly: "Let's go."

  ……

  ……

  "Jian Yi, it's been such a long time, Song Yu left early!" Guan Xiaolin's painful face revealed a triumphant smile again, and these two contradictory emotions made her face look unpredictable.

  Jian Yi suddenly froze, no longer tugging at her, and looked at her with a cold, dazed expression. In a low voice, he said: "Guan Xiaolin, was it intentional? I asked you why you came tonight, did you know Song Yu would come, so you deliberately performed this play in front of her, just to let her hear, right?"

  "I found it strange that Qi Chengyue would suddenly call me back, but she didn't show up. Are you two putting on an act together!"

  "As for Qī Dà Jiě, I'm still not good enough for her, and she doesn't even know about the things between us two. Otherwise, do you think she would let me off?" Guān Xiǎo Lín released her grip, no longer pulling him.

  Anyway, now Jian Yi is already gone, even if you chase after him, it's too late.

  "Believe it or not, tonight was an accident, and I didn't expect Song Yu to overhear us either. However, if you want to keep something from others, you must first keep it from yourself. If you hadn't done those despicable things, there wouldn't be today, and you wouldn't have to worry about Song Yu finding out." Guan Xiaolin sneered, "Jian Yi, this situation is all your own doing."

  "I originally thought you were nice to Song Yu because of her family background. But the Song family has been bankrupt for so many years, and yet you still choose to be with her now, it seems like you really like her. Unfortunately, even if you go tell Song Yu now, she won't believe you anymore. Even if I wanted to find someone else, I wouldn't find someone like you, I lost to Song Yu, but I won't just watch as the two of you are together."

  "Get out!" Jian Yi gritted his teeth and said, his eyes fixed on Guan Xiaolin with an especially fierce glare, as if he wanted to tear her apart.

  "No need for you to say it, I don't want to stay here either." Guan Xiaolin said coldly, turning around to press the elevator.

  ……

  ……

  "I'm hungry." Song Yu covered his stomach.

  The car was passing by the intersection of a small food street, where people were coming and going, very lively, with wisps of smoke and the faint scent of barbecue slowly seeping in through the closed windows.

  At Sheng Yue, she hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls of rice when Qi Chengyue left.

  Now smelling the fragrance, she was really hungry.

  Chi Cheng parked his car by the side of the road without saying a word and followed Song Yu into the snack street.

  In the snack street, there are small restaurants everywhere, none of which are clean. On both sides of the road, there are also snack stalls selling mixed cold dishes, liangpi, egg cakes, fried rice, and stir-fried noodles, etc. Although it's winter, there are still many customers buying these outside.

  On the narrow road, people crowded shoulder to shoulder. He stood out in a tailored expensive suit and a black woolen overcoat, with a stern face and a tall, lean body, plus an aura of great power, which made him stand out even more in this small food street.

  All the way, Song Yu really didn't get hit by anyone.

  The wind blew the masculine scent on Qi Cheng's body over, pressing against his warm chest, and as he spoke, his breath brushed against her forehead, making her face start to flush.

  Song Yu didn't see clearly either, so she casually pointed to a house, and Qi Chengzhi took her inside.

  Only when I sat down did I realize this was a family-run restaurant.

  Various flavors of roasted spare ribs and spicy skewers.

  Song Yu ordered some roasted pork ribs and a pot of spicy string, similar to hot pot, with the round pot placed on an electromagnetic stove embedded in the table, and a layer of red chili oil floating on top of the soup.

  "Hey, young man, bring a bottle of beer." Song Yu called out to the passing young waiter.

  Qī Chéng zhī wēi wēi jǔnɡ méi, dàn zuìzhōu yě méi shuō shénme, mò bù zuò shēng de bǎo chá hé bēizi yòu yòng rè shuǐ tàng le yī biàn.

  He wasn't wearing his glasses; they had fogged up earlier and he had left them in the car, so he hadn't put them back on.

  Song Yu found that he seemed to often not wear glasses in front of her.

  The water in the cup hadn't been wiped clean yet, and it was snatched away by Song Yu, who poured a full glass of wine, using the excuse that the spicy string was too spicy. The strings weren't eaten much, but the beer had already been drunk bottle after bottle.

  "I've liked him for thirteen years." Qi Chengzhi looked at the woman in front of him, who had already drunk to the point of having a red face and blurry eyes, struggling to sit still, and heard her say unclearly, "Qi Chengzhi, do you know or not, you are a man that makes me afraid. Because you're too deep, it's hard to tell what you're thinking in your heart, as if every sentence has a calculation."

  "But Jian Yi is different, from the moment I knew him, he was warm and sunny, being with him felt simple and pure, I liked it very much, that quiet feeling. I also trusted him all along, never thought he would deceive me. But in the end? Every word he said to me was a lie, I thought I understood him, but actually I never really knew him, didn't truly recognize him. Can't believe someone can be so good at being two-faced."

  "I'm starting to doubt my judgment of people, am I an idiot for not being able to read people? A man I trusted for thirteen years turned out to be untrustworthy, who can I trust now? Who else dare I trust?"

  "Guān Xiǎolín said, in the past he was good to me because of the Song family relationship. Before I got engaged to Cheng Ji, I went to find him, hoping he could admit that he liked me, but he didn't. I thought it was because he was more mature and didn't want to make things difficult for me. But now thinking about it, he was considering his own future, right? And if I didn't get engaged to Cheng Ji, I might have had to turn against my family, he didn't need a fallen heiress. And in the end, I would still be forced to marry Cheng Ji, at that time, this person who made me rebellious would definitely not be tolerated by the Song family and would be driven out of my life without hesitation, he didn't want to lose the backing of the Song family."

  "Do you know the feeling of trust crumbling in an instant? Do you know the feeling that the walls in your heart, which you thought were solid and reliable, are actually just a house of cards that can collapse with just one touch? I experienced it all today. The people I thought were friends have been calculating me all along, even the man I liked for 13 years is a scammer. The emotions I've hidden for so many years suddenly became laughable, worthless, and fleeting." Song Yu waved her hand in the air.

  Song Yu picked up the cup with a shake, drank the last mouthful of wine in it, and then picked up the wine bottle beside him. He turned the bottle upside down, but only two drops of wine came out. She shook the bottle vigorously several times, and then put it on the table with a "bang".

  She remembered her first drink was after graduating from high school.

  She had no idea how much she had drunk and suddenly got drunk, and even acted like a fool when she was drunk.

  Jian Yi couldn't bear to send her back home like this, so he let Guan Xiao Lin call the Song family and tell them that Song Yu would be staying at the Guan's for the night.

  In fact, Jian Yi took Song Yu back to his own home and took care of her for a night.

  Song Yu let out a bitter laugh, belched, and fell forward onto the table, closing his eyes without warning and falling asleep.

  "Pay the bill." Qi Chengzhi said expressionlessly, his deep eyes fixed on Song Yu.

  After settling the bill, Song Yu had fallen asleep, so Qi Chengzhi directly picked her up and carried her horizontally to the car, driving back to his own apartment.

  Along the way, Song Yu occasionally muttered a few unclear words that Qi Cheng couldn't quite make out.

  ……

  ……

  Yang Shu looked at Qi Chengzhi carrying a girl into the house, startled. That night she was off work, so she hadn't seen Song Yu either. Today was the first time they met, and it was also the first time to see Qi Chengzhi bring a woman back home, still bringing a drunk woman who was unconscious.

  "Sir, this is——"

  "Clean up the guest room." Qi Chengzhi said, hugging Song Yu.

  "Alright." Yang Shu responded and quickly went to clean up.

  When he came out, he saw Qi Chengzhi still holding her and didn't put down the girl.

  "You go rest, don't worry about me." Qi Chengzhi said to Yang Shu.

  Dropping Yang Shu, she entered the guest room. Song Yu rubbed her head against Qi Chengzhi's chest a few times and muttered: "Jian Yi..."

  Qī Chéng's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly let go, "Plop" sound, he directly threw Sōng Yǔ onto the bed.

  He was tall and strong. Song Yu was thrown by him, and it wasn't a light throw, plus it was a sudden throw, which immediately made Song Yu sober for a while.

  Song Yu rolled over on the bed, let out a cry of pain, rubbed her nose and grumbled, then fell asleep again.

  Zi Cheng gazed at her drunken appearance, her face flushed red, her eyes closed, but her eyebrows were furrowed, looking like she wasn't sleeping soundly either.

  She lay on the bed, her head tilted to one side, her thumb pressed between her lips, looking like she was considering whether or not to eat.

  "Sir, I brought a quilt." Yang Shu hugged the quilt and came in, intending to cover Song Yu with it, but was snatched away by Qi Chengzhi.

  "He's so drunk, he won't even feel the cold, no need to cover him with a quilt." With that, Qi Chengzhi tucked in the quilt and left.

  Yang Shu looked at Qi Chengzhi's back in shock, then glanced at Song Yu on the bed, who was sleeping soundly but still curled up into a ball due to the cold, and wondered what this girl had done to offend Mr. Qi.

  But looking at her still wearing thick clothes, it would be uncomfortable to sleep like this. So Yang Shu went to find her own nightgown, took off Song Yu's clothes and changed into hers.

  Having no quilt for her, Yang Shu could only make do with covering her with Song Yu's overcoat before leaving.

  After sending Yang Shu to sleep, Qi Chengzhi smoked halfway and looked at the two quilts on his bed, one was his own, and the other was the new one Yang Shu had just brought out.

  He gazed at her with a distant look for a while, extinguished his cigarette, got up and carried his quilt to the guest room.

  Yang aunt had already changed into pajamas for Song Yu, she was only covering herself with her coat, shivering with cold.

  Qī Chéngzhī took off her overcoat and covered her with his own quilt.

  The quilt itself was still a bit cool, so Song Yu slept with a dream, subconsciously grasping the quilt tightly, her body still curled up, until it slowly warmed up a bit, her eyebrows gradually relaxed, and her body began to stretch out, turned over, and continued to sleep.

  Song Yu's bag was left on the floor, and a mobile phone ringtone came from inside.

  Zi Cheng took out his phone, saw the two words "Jian Yi" on it, narrowed his eyes, curled up the corner of his mouth, and resolutely rejected the call. Then he moved the number into the blacklist and deleted the number from the call record.

  He glanced at Song Yu and took his mobile phone back to the bedroom.

  ……

  ……

  Jian Yi sat in the car, looking up through the sunroof at Song Yu's house with its pitch-black windows.

  Soon after Song Yu left, he drove over, knocked on the door, and Song Yu was not at home.

  He called Song's family and spoke in a probing tone, but Yu Qianying said that Song Yu hadn't returned home.

  Yu Qian asked them sharply what was wrong, if they had a fight or something, Jian Yi brushed it off.

  Just called Song Yu again and was hung up on.

  It's so late, where did she go?

  Jian Yi irritably dialed Song Yu's number again, but this time there was no response on the phone, not even a dial tone.

  ……

  ……

  Zi Cheng was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone early in the morning, which was very unpleasant. The unfamiliar ringtone made him stunned for a moment, and he only remembered that it was Song Yu's phone when he came to his senses.

  He glanced at the time on his phone, only 6:01, and the number was a string of unfamiliar digits, a landline number.

  Qī Chéngzhī guessed who the call was from, sat up, and let the ringing continue for a few more times before answering the phone. With a calm and leisurely tone, in a hoarse voice unique to being woken up by the phone early in the morning, he said "Hello?"

  "Who are you! How did you answer Song Yu's phone? Where is Song Yu?" On the phone was Jian Yi's flustered and exasperated voice.

  Zi Cheng's smile can imagine Jian Yi exploding with anger.

  "She's sleeping," he said, and before Jianyi could say another word, he hung up the phone, also putting this number on the blacklist, and then deleted the record.

  Jian Yi stood in front of the newsstand and heard the "beep" sound coming from the receiver, getting so angry that he almost smashed the phone.

  He waited under Song Yu's building for a whole night, but she never came back, and his calls couldn't get through. After several attempts, he realized he had been blacklisted.

  So late, even newsstands and such had long since closed.

  It was finally morning after a long wait, and as soon as the newspaper stand opened, he came, but unexpectedly it was a man who answered the phone!

  The phone on the newsstand was not high-end to begin with, without even a screen, the cheapest kind, and the sound quality was naturally not good either.

  What's more, Qi Chengzhi also came up with a hoarse voice that had just woken up, making it even harder to recognize.

  The phone call was originally made to Song Yu's mobile phone, but as a result, it was answered by a sleepy male voice early in the morning. In a fit of rage, Jian Yi didn't have the mind to identify him, and because of the sleepy male voice, he couldn't help but think of other things.

  Jian Yi slammed the microphone back onto the base with a frosty face.

  "Hey kid, be careful with that, don't take out your anger on my phone, if you break it, you'll have to pay for it!" The newsstand owner's wife said with a displeased face.

  Jian Yi ignored her and picked up the receiver again, pressing the replay button. There was no sound coming from the receiver; this number had also been blocked.

  Jian Yi hung up the phone with a dark face and left after giving money.

  ……

  ……

  "Miss, miss."

  Song Yu was sleeping soundly and felt someone shaking her.

  She slowly opened her eyes and saw a woman in her forties with a kind face.

  Song Yu furrowed his brow, his head aching slightly, and groaned twice before propping himself up to sit, "What's going on?"

  "Miss, sir asked me to wake you up, otherwise you will be late for work." Yang Shu said kindly.

  The quilt slid down to Song Yu's waist, and she stared blankly at the masculine pattern on the quilt, wondering if it was an illusion, but she seemed to have caught a whiff of Qi Chengzhi's scent.

  Song Yu shook her head, and because of this idea, she blushed, thinking about what Qi Chengzhi was doing for no reason.

  Lowering her head, she suddenly noticed the oversized pajamas she was wearing.

  Before she could even react, Mrs. Yang explained: "Last night when the master brought you back, you were drunk and didn't know what was going on. You weren't comfortable sleeping in those clothes either, so I took it upon myself to change your clothes for you. This sleepwear is mine, it's a bit old, don't mind it!"

  Yang Shu's explanation made Song Yu breathe a sigh of relief and finally noticed that she had been referring to "Mr." all along.

  Her last memory of last night was eating skewers with Qi Chengzhi at a snack bar.

  "Is the Mr. you're referring to... Qi Chengzhi?" Song Yu asked nervously.

  "Yes! Last night the young lady got drunk so badly, when Mr. carried you back, you were already unconscious, and it scared me to death." Yang Shu said with a smile.

  "Sorry." Song Yu shrank his neck, just wanting to disappear at this point, "I've caused you all trouble."

  "Hehe, don't worry, you won't make a fuss even if you get drunk, you'll just sleep. Yang aunt comforted, "Miss, tidy up, breakfast is ready."

  Song Yu thanked her and Aunt Yang continued with her work. Song Yu didn't have any other clothes to change into, so she had to put on yesterday's clothes again.

  There was also a bathroom in the room, and Aunt Yang brought new toiletries. Song Yu closed the door to wash up inside, while Aunt Yang tidied up the bed outside.

  Seeing the quilt on the bed, Yang Shu looked at it for a long time with a puzzled expression, muttering to herself: "Didn't Mr. say last night that he wouldn't let Miss Song cover himself with a quilt? How come there's another one of his own now?"

  When I tidied up Qi Cheng's room in the morning, he was covered with what seemed to be the new quilt she had taken out last night. What a strange thing!

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  Yesterday's 20,000 views were exciting, right? Don't look down on today's 6,000, it's really hard to write as a man who is willing to admit his shortcomings. In order to write well, I'm actually slower than before ~~ Today, this bad guy did a good job, right? If you think so, give me some monthly tickets, hehe, let's work hard to get into the top 10 of the monthly ticket chart ~~ Tomorrow's updates will continue to be exciting, and the update time is still 12:30 in the middle of the night, see you then ~~