The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

When he heard the male voice on the other end of the phone, Song Linxiao was obviously stunned.

Very close distance.

The man's voice was very gentle, like a mentor who was patient and encouraging.

The faint sweetness on the tip of the tongue turned into bitterness, and the weak flame in the heart was extinguished by the merciless rainstorm.

Jiang Huanhuan's voice was cheerful and lively: "Yeah, I took the photo last time I went out. It's really beautiful, isn't it?"

That teeth-gritting voice continued, "Hanhuan is very talented."

"Who is he?" Song Linxiao's hands clenched unconsciously, and veins popped out of his slender fingers.

It’s a pity that Jiang Huanhuan didn’t respond to him.

Yes, just a scream after the noise.

"Are you okay?" the male voice on the other end of the phone said again, "I'll take care of it."

Song Linxiao wished he could go through the phone and come to her side to see what was going on.

However, he could only ask on the other end of the phone: "Hanhan, what happened?"

Jiang Huanhuan didn't explain, but simply said, "I have something to do here, so I won't talk to you for now!"

All Song Linxiao heard was a busy tone.

Who is he?

Are there any other men Jiang Huanhuan knows?

And the distance between the two of them was so close...that person was even talking to Jiang Huanhuan in that voice!

Can't women really hear that men are deliberately lowering their voices?

Normal men don't make sounds like that!

When Song Linxiao subconsciously wanted to call again, his fingers paused in front of the phone screen.

Jiang Huanhuan just said that she had something to do.

Besides, he didn't seem to be qualified to look for Jiang Huanhuan.

Although he has the title of fiancé, he always says that he doesn't like Jiang Huanhuan.

Even the two seemed to tacitly agree that this was a business marriage without any emotional involvement.

It's just a simple exchange of interests.

Putting aside the interests, from a purely emotional point of view, the two will never be together.

Almost everyone who is slightly familiar with the two knows that they are notoriously incompatible.

It’s not certain whether he is an enemy.

...He actually didn't like Jiang Huanhuan very much, he just thought she was very interesting.

His thoughts switched back and forth, and finally, he put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to think of the male voice involuntarily.

Song Linxiao even began to outline the man by uttering a few words.

He must be very scheming.

If you deliberately study the sound, you will definitely not look good!

When Song Jinmian passed by the study, he was immediately attracted by his younger brother's appearance.

Song Linxiao held the phone in both hands, frowning.

From time to time, he would type something on his phone, and then stare at the phone even more intently.

When he took the college entrance examination, he might not have been able to have such a posture.

Looking at this, it looks like they are worshipping God.

Song Jinmian said directly: "How about you knock on the phone and see if it can do something for you?"

Song Linxiao didn't even glance at him: "Brother, stop teasing me, I'm already annoyed."

Song Jinmian said calmly, "We've asked someone in our family, we'll know if we can tell once we try."

Song Linxiao hesitated.

After a brief moment of shock, he carefully put down his phone and asked, "Does it really work?"

Song Jinmian remained calm, "Yes, the doctor who tested your IQ when you were a child said that if you believe this kind of reason, then there's probably no hope for you."

After he finished speaking, he glanced up and down at Song Linxiao.

"I just didn't expect that his IQ was pretty good when he was young, but now it's useless."

Song Linxiao realized that he had been fooled by his brother whom he had always trusted, and his expression showed a hint of complaint.

Song Linxiao was angry but dared not say anything, and defended himself in a low voice.

"Brother, I'm normal. I just don't understand something for the moment. There's nothing to worry about. I have my own plans."

"Ding dong!"

The phone's ringtone suddenly rang.

Song Linxiao instantly lowered his head and picked up his phone, and the expression on his face immediately turned from cloudy to bright.

Jiang Huanhuan: [It's okay, I accidentally spilled the paint just now!]

Jiang Huanhuan: [Don't worry! I think that scream just now was too scary.]

The corners of Song Linxiao's lips curled up slightly, but the words he typed were extremely cold.

Song Linxiao: [I'm just asking, I'm not too worried. Don't overthink it.]

Song Linxiao looked at the text he sent and felt that it was not enough.

Type a few paragraphs subconsciously.

However, when he was about to send it, he shook his head and deleted it immediately.

Wouldn’t it be cheap to send so many?

Jiang Huanhuan had just rejected him so many times.

This made it seem like he was rushing to talk to her.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, Song Linxiao slowly sent out the words that had already been typed.

Song Linxiao: [Just asking, who is that guy? He has a strange voice.]

Especially like his aunt next door.

After he said this, he couldn't help but laugh.

At this moment, Song Jinxiu's voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"I'm just asking...don't think too much about it?"

"By the way?"

The question he just asked was read out by his brother, and a strong sense of shame made him move his phone away and even stand up immediately.

My knees hit the table with a dull thud, and severe pain shot through my knees.

Song Linxiao gritted his teeth in pain, but was unable to stand up successfully. He curled up in the chair, hugging his knees.

But even so, he still tried to be brave and turned off the screen of his phone.

"Brother, can you respect my privacy?" Song Linxiao complained in a low voice.

Song Jinmian didn't pay attention to what he said.

His eyes fell on Song Linxiao with a strong sense of doubt.

"I'm just curious."

"When you say don't think too much, do you mean telling yourself not to think too much?"

"Just asking casually, really?"

Song Linxiao's face turned from white to red, then from red to deep red, and finally his whole body turned red and warm.

"Brother, stop talking!!"

Under Song Jinmian's calm yet penetrating gaze, he finally let go of his hand dejectedly.

"I'm just, curious."

"Jiang Huanhuan is quite a strange person."

"Sometimes they're annoying, and sometimes they're a little...peculiar, so I'm a little curious."

In just a few short words, my brother had turned into a juicy little tomato.

Even he could feel the heat rising on his face.

It seems that my brother has seen through me.

Song Linxiao began to try to make excuses for himself in a panic.

"But I definitely don't like her."

"I don't really like this kind of delicate type. It's tiring to coax them."

"I'm just a little curious now, really!"

After a few words, he looked at Song Jinmian persistently, trying to get a response from her.

In response, Song Jinmian just sneered.

"Little brat."

"I just repeated two sentences. Why are you so excited?"

Song Linxiao opened his mouth and tried to refute himself, but heard Song Jinmian's words.

"But you'd better like it a little."

"Do you think they'll call off the engagement?"