"Song Qianyi, watch your mouth!"

"Which of my words insulted either of you?" Song Qianyi sneered, showing no fear whatsoever.

Where is this?

When she was at her peak, she could easily take on eight old ladies by herself.

Looking down, she saw Cheng Linhao's fist clenched. She pointed to her face and said, "Come on, hit me here. Tomorrow's entertainment headline will be 'Brother-in-law beats sister.'"

"You really think I wouldn't dare?" Cheng Linhao stepped forward.

Song Qianyi was about to go forward when her wrist was suddenly pulled by a force.

Ji Jingshen, who had been silent all along, pulled the person behind him, standing like a wall in front of Song Qianyi.

"Try moving it?"

A casual remark immediately stunned Cheng Linhao.

Ji Jingshen was slightly taller than Cheng Linhao by a forehead. At this moment, he exuded a powerful aura, looking down at people with narrowed eyes, which made people shudder.

Cheng Linhao's momentum weakened, but he was unwilling to admit defeat: "What she just said was unpleasant. You're not allowed to leave until you apologize."

“You two know perfectly well who started this trouble.” Ji Jingshen’s gaze swept over Cheng Linhao and Song Qianyu. “Since you’re both out shopping, don’t waste each other’s time here.”

After saying that, he pulled Song Qianyi away.

Song Qianyi followed behind Ji Jingshen and stuck out her tongue at the two of them.

Encountering the two ruined Song Qianyi's good mood while shopping. After browsing through two stores, she noticed that Ji Jingshen was carrying things, so she asked to go home.

The car was quiet.

Song Qianyi looked down and scrolled through her phone listlessly.

Today wasn't just about shopping for clothes; she had also prepared a lot of date activities, including watching a movie and having dinner.

Now, all the plans are gone.

She sighed silently.

I don’t know if it’s because of the plot, but she always seems to run into Cheng Linhao and Song Qianyu.

How can I avoid those two?

Turning her head to look at Ji Jingshen again, with his handsome face stern, Song Qianyi felt even more heartbroken.

No one knew how much she was looking forward to today's date.

This was her first date ever.

Before transmigrating into the book, she had never been on a date. She thought she could finally go on one today, but it still fell through.

“How about…” Song Qianyi began, “Let’s go back? I think there’s something I haven’t bought yet.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Jingshen's expression grew even colder: "I have something urgent to attend to. You can go back by yourself!"

He didn't hesitate at all, finding an intersection where he could turn around.

If Song Qianyi still couldn't sense Ji Jingshen's anger, she would be a fool.

"Honey, are you angry?"

"No." Ji Jingshen's Adam's apple bobbed twice as he responded coldly.

Although the two had only known each other for a short time, Song Qianyi had basically figured out Ji Jingshen's personality in the past two days and was absolutely certain that he was angry at the moment.

"Stop the car," she said.

Ji Jingshen is still driving.

"I said, stop the car!" Song Qianyi raised her voice.

"Parking is not allowed here," Ji Jingshen said, pointing to the large no-parking sign next to him.

Song Qianyi: ...

"Then find a place to park."

After the car came to a stop, Song Qianyi took Ji Jingshen's hand and asked, "Honey, can you tell me why you're angry?"

"I'm not angry." Ji Jingshen's voice was calm, his emotions unreadable.

Song Qianyi pouted, "If you want to be just as stubborn as last time, then keep talking."

Yu Guangli noticed Ji Jingshen pause in his movements and said, "Let me guess why you're angry."

By now, Song Qianyi knew why Ji Jingshen was angry. Looking at his indifferent face, she suddenly felt like teasing him.

"Is it because I didn't buy you that dress? Or because I made you carry my bag the whole way?"

Ji Jingshen's chest had grown noticeably larger.

He suddenly laughed, his voice as husky and pleasant as ever.

The cramped space sent chills down one's spine.

Seeing that he was about to open the car door and get out, Song Qianyi quickly grabbed his hand: "I know why you're angry."

"Why?" Ji Jingshen looked at Song Qianyi.

"You still say you're not angry?" Song Qianyi smiled like a fox.

Ji Jingshen then realized that he had been tricked by Song Qianyi, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Seeing that his emotions had calmed down, Song Qianyi pressed her advantage: "Can you tell me why you were angry?"

"Didn't you already know?"

“It must be related to Cheng Linhao,” Song Qianyi said with certainty.

Seeing that the other person didn't speak, she knew she was right. She held Ji Jingshen's hand tightly and said, "Husband, I really don't have any feelings for Cheng Linhao anymore. Now, you are the only one in my eyes and heart."

As she spoke, she pulled Ji Jingshen's hand and pressed it against her chest: "If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."

Ji Jingshen quickly withdrew his hand, turned his gaze elsewhere, and his earlobes turned slightly red: "Then why do you look unhappy?"

“Because my date plans fell through.” Song Qianyi said with her head down. “According to my original plan, we were already having a candlelight dinner, and then we could watch a movie.”

Ji Jingshen was stunned.

He didn't expect the real reason to be this.

He glanced at his watch and said, "It should still be in time."

Song Qianyi's face instantly brightened, "Let's go! Let's go!"

Ji Jingshen started the car and chuckled silently.

Suddenly I realized that having someone like a little sun by my side is quite nice.

Since they can't get divorced anytime soon, they might as well try to get along first!

The date went fairly well, but unfortunately the movie they watched was terrible. Song Qianyi fell asleep at the end, and when she opened her eyes, the movie theater was empty except for Ji Jingshen sitting there, acting as a human pillow.

The following week, Ji Jingshen was extremely busy, with several international flights to take.

Bored, Song Qianyi spent all her time with her best friend Wenya.

Wenya was the proprietress of the tavern that day. Song Qianyi frequented the place, and the two became friends over time.

Seeing Song Qianyi slumped listlessly on the table, Wenya asked while wiping a wine glass, "Did you two have another fight?"

"No," Song Qianyi sighed.

She briefly explained the whole story to Wenya, "Why are men so easily angered too?"

"He's insecure." Wenya started mixing drinks, her movements fluid and graceful, almost like a performance that was pleasing to the eye.

"But I've already told him many times."

“Just talking isn’t enough; you have to prove it with your actions.” Wenya paused, turned to look for a suitable wine glass, and finally chose a stemmed glass. She turned back and said, “After all, you used to be so crazy; no one believed you would suddenly change.”

Song Qianyi fiddled with her phone, feeling even more worried.

"Drink slowly, think slowly." Wenya pushed the mixed drink in front of Song Qianyi.

Song Qianyi took it, her gaze falling on Wenya's hands, her eyes lighting up: "I know what to do?"

"It seems my wine is quite potent; you've already got ideas just from smelling it."

Song Qianyi held Wenya's hand and said, "I want to give him a ring, a ring engraved with our names."

"Don't you have wedding rings?" Wenya's gaze fell on Song Qianyi's hand, and she realized that she had asked the wrong question, so she quickly shut up.

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