How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

"That's enough. Can you please stop making trouble? Love is free now, regardless of gender. When you were with me in the first place, you knew why you were with me."

Chen Luo pulled the woman's hand away in annoyance. Beside Chen Luo was a weak-looking little boy, who was holding Chen Luo's arm like a rabbit silk flower.

"Sister Yanyan, please let him go, okay? We truly love each other, and this is my fault."

Zhuang Yan looked at Chen Luo who was silent. At this moment, she suddenly understood what it meant to be heartbroken and in excruciating pain.

It was Chen Luo who pursued her relentlessly at the beginning, but now, less than a year after being together, he has fallen in love with someone else.

What’s even more outrageous is that the person Chen Luo cheated with was a man.

Now Chen Luo turns around and blames her, saying that their original motives for being together were not pure. Hahaha, it's ridiculous.

When the boy saw Zhuang Yan ignoring him, he lowered his head and said softly, "Brother Chen, don't blame Sister Yanyan. It's all my fault. If it weren't for what happened that night..."

"Sister Yanyan, whether you scold me or hit me, I accept it. I just want to say one thing, and that is please let him go."

"He and I are the ones who truly love each other. The only one who is not loved is the third party. Sister Yanyan, who hasn't been young and ignorant and mistook gratitude for love?"

Because it was the National Day holiday, most people had already left, so there were only those three people arguing at the scene.

Song Wenjing paused when he heard the voice and stopped to look at the boy named Chen Luo. Chen Luo was a gentle boy and always looked at people with affection.

But... upon closer inspection, Chen Luo actually bears some resemblance to Song Yunqing. However, if you don't look closely, you won't be able to tell the difference.

Bai Ziming saw Song Wenjing stop, so he stopped too. "Wenjing, do you know anyone?"

He saw two men and one woman opposite him. Could it be that one of them was someone Song Wenjing knew?

"No."

Chen Luo noticed two people coming towards him, and he turned around in shame. His pride told him that he must not let many people know about this.

When Zhuang Yan saw this scene, she felt a pang of pain in her heart. It turned out that the person she loved was like this. "Hahaha, Chen Luo, don't regret it."

After saying that, she wiped away her tears and ran away bravely. She didn't want to face these two people anymore.

Just treat this relationship as a lesson for yourself!

When Song Wenjing and Chen Luo passed by, the little boy next to Chen Luo stepped back in fear, "You, how come you are still alive?"

When Song Wenjing heard this, he looked back at him, frowned and said, "Who are you talking about?" Is this person cursing himself to death?

Ning Yan quickly shook his head and said, "No, nothing, I was just telling the person on the phone."

After the two figures disappeared, Chen Luo suddenly said, "Ayan, what did you mean by what you just said?"

"No, it's okay. Someone just messaged me, so I blurted it out. Okay. Now that this matter has been resolved, let's go eat."

Chen Luo: "Okay."

Along the way, Ning Yan seemed a little anxious and uneasy.

Song Wenjing was supposed to die while exploring Jiuming Mountain on the Mid-Autumn Festival, but why did things become different in this life?

If Song Wenjing wasn't dead, then why did he go to so much trouble to get close to Chen Luo? (┯_┯)

……

When Song Wenjing returned home, Song Yunqing had not come back yet, so he went to the bedroom to play games.

Mo Rong'an was lying on Song Wenjing's lap, watching him play games with great interest.

Seeing that Mo Rong'an liked it, Song Wenjing said, "Why don't you try it?"

"Can I? But I can't."

"I'll teach you, it's very simple." Song Wenjing said nonchalantly.

After playing for almost two hours, Song Wenjing let Mo Rongan play by himself for a while while he went downstairs to get some drinks.

"Okay." Mo Rong'an replied perfunctorily, his eyes fixed on the game on the computer. The interest in his eyes did not fade, but became even stronger.

Seeing him like this, Song Wenjing didn't say much, but secretly kissed him on the face and then ran away (≧w≦).

"So sweet." He didn't forget to tease her when he reached the door.

Mo Rongan: “…”

"A playboy."

He gently touched the place that Song Wenjing kissed, a hint of sweetness appeared on his face, and he didn't even care about the game in front of him.

The next second, the game popped up a failure message.

This brought him back to his senses a little, "Ah, I lost again, it's all Xiaojing's fault." Mo Rong'an stared at the computer with an annoyed look on his face.

Song Wenjing went downstairs and happened to see Song Yunqing opening the door. "Brother, you're back."

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

Song Yunqing lay on the sofa, covering his face with his hands tiredly, "Well, it's too late, you should get some rest early, we are going to the main house tomorrow."

Song Wenjing paused while drinking his water, a look of disgust on his face. "Haven't they given up yet? What's the reason for going this time? Grandpa always misses the past."

"It's all about the money. Just say less and do less when you get there. I'll cover everything. If anyone dares to hit you, don't hesitate, just hit them back."

"I just got a project this morning, and within an hour, your grandfather called. Everyone knows what's in Sima Zhao's mind."

Song Yunqing didn't want to go to the main house either, but once he sat in this position, there were always some things he had to do and he had no choice.

"Okay, brother, you take some rest. I'll go up first."

"Go."

As soon as Song Wenjing left, Lu Huaisi came out to give Song Yunqing a massage.

Song Yunqing: "Thank you for your hard work."

Lu Huaisi shook his head and said, "It's not hard. I'm very happy that I can help you."

"Brother, there's one thing I didn't take..." When Song Wenjing reached the bedroom door, he suddenly remembered that there was something he didn't take.

I hurried downstairs to get something, and when I looked up, I saw a young man behind my eldest brother. A man and a ghost were looking at each other.

Song Wenjing stopped and slowly pointed at the young man, saying in a horrified tone, "Brother, I, I seem to have seen a ghost wearing ancient clothes."

"He, he's right behind you, with his hands on your shoulders. Bro, run faster."

As he spoke, he hurriedly ran to Song Yunqing and tried to pull her away, "Run quickly..."

Lu Huaisi was suddenly at a loss as to what to do. He stood there blankly, like a child who had made a mistake, with his head down and no words spoken.

Is he... scary?

Song Yunqing was dragged away by Song Wenjing in a daze. He grabbed Song Wenjing's hand with a headache and told him not to run anymore. "Wait a minute, maybe you saw it wrong."