The Pillow of the Bad President

"Suicide?" Sang Xiaoyu was shocked again.Mobile terminal m..

This kind of thing would only happen to someone with an extreme personality. She really couldn't connect with Song Jiaren, who was perfect like a goddess in front of her, and who was always sought after by stage fans for her confidence.

Song Jiaren nodded, and continued slowly, "There was a serious car accident, which caused my heart to rupture. I almost went to see Lord Yan at one point. It was Si Nian who rescued me in the operating room overnight!"

Sang Xiaoyu licked his lips, his palms were sweating a little, and he unconsciously clenched the tissue tightly, "Is it the night he came back from a business trip?"

She will never forget that night, when all her dreams were shattered, the blows that followed, the divorce agreement and everything she heard in the hospital...

"En!" Song Jiaren nodded.

She is the only one who will never forget that night, and so is Song Jiaren. Qin Sinian's cold refusal made her so heartbroken that she lost the belief in living, but it is also a relationship that has died once before finally Can learn to let go. "Si Nian is right. As early as four years ago, when I chose to stay in New York and did not go back to China with him, we were already over! It was I who never gave up, thinking that he would still be waiting for me at the same place... I don't blame He doesn't blame you, let alone fate! None of us are wrong, it's just time!"

Song Jiaren felt a little sad at the end, and then smiled again with a sincere voice, "Miss Sang, if I can, I will bless you and Si Nian!"

"..." Sang Xiaoyu was startled.

As the night gradually darkened, the group of people who finished their meal left the western restaurant under the watchful eye of the waiter.

Like Qin Sinian, Ji Sen came here by car, and the parking place was relatively close, except for the western restaurant, he took Song Jiaren to the front of the car, and opened the passenger's door very gentlemanly.

After both of them got into the car, Song Jiaren lowered the window and waved at them, "Si Nian, Miss Sang, let's go first, bye!"

"Bye-Bye……"

Until the car was out of sight, Sang Xiaoyu's hand was still in the air.

It was Qin Sinian who said "Let's go" before she realized her stupid action, quickly put down her hands, and silently followed behind him.

Walking in front of the parked black card, Qin Sinian was also the co-pilot first. Sang Xiaoyu thought he was going to open the door for her, but unexpectedly stretched out an arm and pushed her against the car door.

In the night, two handsome eyebrows raised meaningfully, "Mrs. Qin, is there anything unclear this time?"

Sang Xiaoyu bit her lip.

The drooping eyelashes blinked slightly, and his face was full of a dull expression like a little daughter-in-law.

He didn't release the divorce agreement, Song Jiaren now has a fiancé...

All the signs showed that the two of them, like themselves and Chi Dong, were not really together, and the divorce was not because of each other. The depression in their hearts seemed to dissipate with the night wind, but there was something else that was concealed. On the heart, a deep and light shadow.

The two hands stuck to the trouser line were clenched little by little, Sang Xiaoyu raised her head, and Danfeng's eyes were full of mist, "Beast, can you really let Miss Song go in your heart?"

"Nonsense!" Qin Sinian said angrily.

The slender jade-like hand that was touching the car door was even slightly bent, as if trying to control his urge not to knock her on the head.

Sang Xiaoyu pursed her lips tightly, and after a few seconds of silence, she asked in a muffled voice, "What about the photos in your wallet..."

"Huh?" Qin Sinian's brows raised again.

Sang Xiaoyu's downcast gaze just happened to fall on his right trouser pocket, where a hard lump bulged out, which was the boxy trace of the wallet.

She gritted her teeth, "I know, that photo is in the innermost compartment of your wallet, and you've been carrying it with you for the past four years, are you sure you're not kidding yourself?"

Qin Sinian put away the arm that was supporting her head, curled it lazily in front of her chest, and just looked down at her condescendingly, with a half-smile in his peach blossom eyes, but he didn't speak.

"Can you stop laughing!" Sang Xiaoyu couldn't help being slightly annoyed.

Qin Sinian still maintained that posture, the corners of his lips curved even more.

Sang Xiaoyu was suffocated to death, a little agitated, stepped forward and pulled the wallet out of his trouser pocket, trying to drag the photo in front of his peach blossoms on the spot.

However, after opening the folded wallet, there is nothing in the inner compartment.He raised it up and stood under the street lamp for a long time, stretched out his hand and touched it repeatedly for a long time, but there was nothing inside, Sang Xiaoyu murmured in amazement, "Why, I remember that there is a group photo here, on it is You and Ms. Song, and wrote an English sentence at the back, love—of

-my-life... why is it gone! "

"I burned it!" Qin Sinian said slowly.

"..." Sang Xiaoyu was stunned.

Qin Sinian had already stepped forward, opened the co-pilot's door, stuffed her inside, and put on her seat belt.

The black Cayenne drove away from the entrance of the western restaurant, but did not go home immediately. After descending from the viaduct, it stopped at the entrance of a brightly lit shopping mall.

As soon as the car stopped, Qin Sinian quickly jumped out of the driver's seat.

Sang Xiaoyu looked sideways at him, and asked inexplicably, "What are we doing here?"

Qin Sinian didn't say a word, he walked around the front of the car and opened the door on her side, took her hand and strode into the shopping mall. Sang Xiaoyu couldn't break free, so he could only follow behind in small steps.

Although his pace seemed to be fast, he was still slowing down deliberately because he was afraid of her pregnant body.

Going up the escalator on the first floor, without visiting other stores, Qin Sinian seemed to have a goal in mind, and went straight to a men's boutique counter on the third floor, and all kinds of men's wallets greeted his eyes.

The shopping guide stood in front of the counter, smiling like a flower, "Good evening, Mrs. Ma'am, is there anything I can do for you?"

Qin Sinian did not answer the shopping guide's words, but glanced at her directly, "Mrs. Qin, choose one!"

Sang Xiaoyu looked at him in bewilderment.The shopping guide has already targeted her and said enthusiastically, "Madam, I can introduce to you, there are many styles in our store that are very suitable for your husband! This classic woven leather style, and This newly launched Rhyme of the Ocean series, and another tourmaline blue

Crocodile leather style, which one do you like more? "

Sang Xiaoyu was dragged by the shopping guide and turned around in the dazzling array of counters.She felt her head getting bigger, and Qin Sinian, who was following behind, was still urging in her ear, "Mrs. Qin, have you chosen yet?"

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