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Ji Jingshen paused in his tea-drinking motion.

Thinking of Song Qianyi's strange behavior recently, and that he was indeed the one who had dragged her down with the marriage, he composed himself and said calmly, "She's fine. I haven't thought about divorce yet, so you don't need to worry about it."

Song Hongguo saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so he let it go.

It would be best if they didn't divorce; he was actually quite satisfied with his grandson-in-law.

After drinking tea for a while, the servant knocked on the door and called the two to prepare for dinner. Only then did Ji Jingshen help Song Hongguo out.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Song Qianyi sitting stiffly on the living room sofa, arm in arm with Chen Jialuo.

Seeing the unnatural look on her face, Ji Jingshen was somewhat puzzled.

But when he took a few steps forward and saw the person on the other side of the sofa, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that Song Qianyu and Cheng Linhao had arrived at some point and were sitting opposite Song Qianyi.

Her sweetheart came, and he was being all lovey-dovey with someone else right in front of her. No wonder she looked so upset.

Ji Jingshen's eyes were slightly cool. He wisely refrained from disturbing Song Hongguo and helped him walk towards the restaurant.

When Song Qianyi saw Ji Jingshen come out, it was as if she had seen a savior, and her eyes lit up instantly.

God knows how unbearable it is for her to sit here.

The original owner had acted arrogantly and demandingly in front of the male protagonist, so he had long lost any goodwill towards her.

He was now sitting in front of me, looking very wary, afraid that I would hurt Song Qianyu. He had already shot me several sharp glances, warning me not to provoke Song Qianyu.

She was almost frozen to death by his gaze.

Now she was only one step away from being thrown into Myanmar by Cheng Linhao. Of course, she was trembling with fear and crying inside, afraid that if she made a wrong move, she would lose her life.

That's Myanmar, a living hell. You could easily get your kidneys cut off if you're not careful.

She tried to escape several times, but Chen Jialuo, for some unknown reason, insisted on pulling her to sit in front of him, making it impossible for her to leave.

So when Ji Jingshen came out, she looked at him expectantly, hoping he would take her away.

But he only glanced at her before helping the old man away, looking quite radiant.

He just left!

Song Qianyi pursed her lips; she still had to rely on herself.

She seized the opportunity to run up to Ji Jingshen, hugged his arm, and said coquettishly, "Honey~ why did you come out so late? I've been waiting for you for so long."

As she spoke, she glanced at Cheng Linhao out of the corner of her eye.

It seemed like she was trying to prove to him: I'm not after you, I already have a loving husband, so please don't get involved.

Song Qianyi was so focused on proving herself to Cheng Linhao that she didn't notice Ji Jingshen, whom she was holding onto, had a furrowed brow.

He looked at Song Qianyi, who was clinging to him, and asked impatiently, "What are you doing?"

He has never been comfortable with intimacy with people, especially not in public.

He couldn't help but try to pull his hand away, but Song Qianyi held him tightly. "Husband~ help me, I don't want to sit there anymore, Cheng Linhao's eyes are freezing me to death, are you willing to lose your dear wife?"

His words sounded pitiful and aggrieved.

Ji Jingshen looked up at Cheng Linhao, who was staring at them with a warning look, as if telling them not to mess with Song Qianyu. His aura was indeed terrifying.

Ji Jingshen, however, did not take it to heart.

He lowered his eyes and met Song Qianyi's gaze again.

She looked at him with hopeful eyes, her eyes watery, like a bullied cat, wary of enemies while pitifully begging her owner to take her away.

Ji Jingshen was amused by her nervousness and couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing him smile, Song Qianyi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sweetly back at him.