Scum attack, he wants to change his mind

The dense night bloomed in the deep and shallow puddles on the road, and the cool air entered Song Xingfei's nostrils. He refused to be accompanied by anyone, and stopped a car after going out.

After hearing the address Song Xingfei reported, the driver murmured, "That's where rich people live. My wife's girlfriends live there. High-end neighborhoods are good."

Song Xingfei's hair was wilted, and he was wearing a cheap gray sports suit. He listened to the driver's gossip, but couldn't muster up the energy to respond.

After arriving at the destination, Song Xingfei scanned the QR code and got off the car. As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, he was shivered by a gust of cold wind, and the hat of the sweater was blown to the top of his head. He hurriedly straightened his messy short hair and walked into the gate of the community.

The security guard recognized Song Xingfei and greeted him warmly: "Mr. Song is back? I haven't seen you for a long time. Why didn't you buy food today?"

Song Xingfei was stunned. In the past, when he came back from the company at night, he would go to the supermarket to buy fresh vegetables, fruits and meat, and then carry them back with big and small bags. Today, his hands are empty.

Enthusiastic care is sometimes more painful than no one cares about it. Song Xingfei didn't answer for a long time, but the security guard said to himself:

"Now the prices are frighteningly expensive. My wife is pregnant and wants to eat peaches. I went to the supermarket to buy them after I changed shifts. Just a few peaches cost more than 80 yuan! It must be imported..."

Song Xingfei took a deep breath, hummed and walked away without even looking back.

The key turned gently in the keyhole, Song Xingfei felt very depressed, and could only tell himself silently in his heart that this was the last time he came to this place, and he could leave soon after packing his luggage.

At the same time, he silently told himself:

Jiang Chongyuan is on a business trip, and they won't meet each other.

Somewhat absurd, Song Xingfei raised his head and sighed. It was obvious that he was not the one who did the wrong thing, but in the end he was like a stealthy thief who didn't even take what belonged to him.

After the door was pushed open, the room was pitch black, Song Xingfei heaved a sigh of relief, and changed into slippers by the shoe cabinet.

He went to the mall with Jiang Zhongyuan to choose this pair of slippers, one pair of black and one pair of white, the style is the same, Jiang Zhongyuan also said with a smile that he was wearing couple slippers with someone for the first time.

In fact, they bought the same style of pajamas together that day, just like couples in love, they took pictures in front of the mirror, and the photos were left in Jiang Chongyuan's mobile phone, perhaps deleted long ago.

Song Xingfei thought to himself, he is here to tidy up old things, not to tidy up those hypocrisy.

He fumbled to turn on the light in the living room, and the light suddenly leaked out, Song Xingfei almost felt creepy the moment he turned his head.

Jiang Chongyuan stood by the French window in the living room with his back facing him. He exhaled smoke skillfully, with his slender legs crossed and his back against the wall.

"You're back." Jiang Chongyuan extinguished the smoke and walked towards Song Xingfei.

For some reason, Song Xingfei felt as if he had never seen Jiang Chongyuan like this before. Jiang Chongyuan was wearing a tailor-made black suit, and his hair was neater than before. Hard breath.

Song Xingfei didn't want to see him, and subconsciously turned to leave.

Jiang Chongyuan stepped up quickly and grabbed Song Xingfei's arm, and pushed him heavily against the door frame. There was still a slight smell of tobacco on his thin lips, and he said with a cruel sarcasm: "I was in a hurry to leave when I first came. Where do you want to go?"

Song Xingfei's hands were tightly pressed on top of his head, unable to move, he gritted his teeth and said, "You lied to me."

Jiang Chongyuan chuckled, lowered his eyes, rubbed his lips against Song Xingfei's earlobe and said, "That's what Lu Yuming said, Brother Fei, you still trust others so easily."

"Didn't you ask me to pack up and get out?" Song Xingfei was shaking with anger, but still couldn't break free from Jiang Chongyuan's shackles: "You let me go, I promise to pack up and leave, and I won't stay for a minute."

"Don't you want to see me so much?" Jiang Chongyuan obviously didn't intend to let go of him, narrowing his long and narrow eyes slightly, examining every inch of Song Xingfei's expression.

"It's been three days." Jiang Chongyuan seemed to be muttering to himself: "It's been three days, why haven't you calmed down?"

Song Xingfei didn't answer, Jiang Zhongyuan freed a hand to caress his face, and said in a low voice, "Brother Fei, I miss you. You blocked me, I can't contact you, I can only let the secretary lie to you Come here, I'm really sad that you ignore me."

Song Xingfei found the right time to push Jiang Chongyuan away. Jiang Chongyuan was pushed hard, and he staggered back a few steps, his eyes a little dazed.

"Sad..." Song Xingfei's breath trembled, he stared into Jiang Chongyuan's eyes and asked, "Do you know what is sad?"

Jiang Chongyuan seemed very puzzled, tilted his head, looked at him very seriously, and replied: "I am also human, I like Brother Fei, but Brother Fei suddenly ignored me, why can't I be sad?"

Song Xingfei was so angry that he couldn't speak. After a while, he shook his head and said, "You're not, you're a lunatic, a lunatic..."

"Brother Fei." Jiang Chongyuan wanted to come over.

Song Xingfei immediately took two steps back like a frightened bird, and said, "Don't come here!"

Jiang Chongyuan then stopped. When he was still, he was like a god holding a dragon badge, elegant and sinful, as if he was condescendingly admiring a small animal caught in a cage, watching Song Xingfei struggling meaninglessly.

"I don't like you saying such things." Jiang Chongyuan's voice was deep and magnetic, and his tone was like coaxing a trapped beast that was showing its minions to him, and said softly: "I don't like you looking at me with this expression either. .”

Song Xingfei shivered for a while, he staggered his gaze from Jiang Chongyuan, and walked towards his suitcase.

"Do you have to do this?"

Jiang Chongyuan leaned against the wall and watched Song Xingfei hastily packed clothes and daily necessities into the suitcase, and said in a low voice, "Aren't we very happy together? We have always been very compatible. Brother Fei, have you forgotten? You always like to bite when you have sex. My shoulders, panting very nicely, and told me to slow down, every time I was so happy that I cum all over..."

Before Jiang Chongyuan could finish his sentence, he turned his body to avoid the razor thrown by Song Xingfei.

"Shut up!" Song Xingfei's eyes were red with anger, and his fists were clenched. He stood up and said to Jiang Chongyuan:

"Jiang Chongyuan, if you are dissatisfied with your desires, you can go out and find others. With your current worth, there will be many people who are willing to 'fit' you. You don't have to use words to provoke me."

Jiang Chongyuan frowned, looking a little aggrieved: "Brother Fei, why do you always misunderstand me? I didn't want to provoke you, nor did I want to find someone else."

"Whether you want to find it or not, what does it have to do with me?" Song Xingfei's chest heaved violently. He tried hard to make himself look a little more indifferent and calm, but he still had no choice but to contrast with Jiang Chongyuan's calmness and breezyness. Compared.

Song Xingfei took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "We broke up, do you understand that we broke up? Jiang Chongyuan, I don't owe you anything, you have already got what you want from me, you are the winner, I am stupid, I don't know people clearly, I recognize them, but please show some respect to each other.

"You're the big boss now, there's no need to get entangled with a 'little character' like me. I'll leave as soon as I get my things, so I won't be an eyesore in front of you."

Jiang Chongyuan was still looking down at him, his eyes were dim and difficult to distinguish, he pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Song Xingfei tried his best to calm down. After a while, he sighed silently in his heart, lowered his head and continued to pack his luggage. When he went to pick up the documents sent by the company, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the opening of the box.

"Did you move my things?" Song Xingfei asked with a frown.

Jiang Chongyuan didn't respond at all, he just said casually: "If you're worried, check to see if there's anything missing."

Maybe it was just accidentally scratched during the transportation, Song Xingfei was silent for a moment, and began to count the documents inside.

Song Xingfei froze after unpacking one by one.

"Is Brother Fei looking for this?"

Jiang Chongyuan took out a folder from the closet, knelt down slowly, and handed the document to Song Xingfei.

Song Xingfei took it, but didn't open it.

"Why don't you take it apart and have a look?" Jiang Chongyuan seemed to be exploring something, staring straight at Song Xingfei's face, as if he wanted to see through Song Xingfei's heart through his expression.

"It's nothing." Song Xingfei looked at the familiar folder, his eyes flickered, he stuffed it into the box, and said, "It's nothing important."

"unimportant?"

"Yes, it's not important."

Jiang Chongyuan smiled: "Since it's not important, let's keep it." After that, he reached out to grab it.

"Jiang Chongyuan!"

Song Xingfei pushed him away, his eyes were terribly red. Ever since he saw that document appearing in Jiang Chongyuan's hands, some emotion hidden deep in him was like a broken glass vessel. Water gushed out from all directions and could no longer be blocked. Living.

"This is my thing, why do you take it away? What right do you have to touch my thing!"

Song Xingfei's body trembled. He took out the equity transfer agreement from the folder and threw it on the ground. The paper was scattered all over the place, "Do you want it? Take everything you want."

After speaking, Song Xingfei picked up the suitcase and walked towards the door.

Jiang Chongyuan stood in front of him a few steps, held down his hand carrying luggage, as if he didn't understand why Song Xingfei got angry, his eyes were innocent and said:

"Why is Brother Fei angry? I read the content out of curiosity. It has my name on it. It's also my stuff. Why can't I read it?"

"I said, take it if you want it."

Song Xingfei paused and said, "Jiang Chongyuan, you don't have to pretend to be pitiful with me anymore. Are you addicted to acting or do you think it's fun to play tricks on me like this? I don't have time to play games with you. Starting today, We went our separate ways."

"Brother Fei, you don't want to listen to my explanation."

Jiang Chongyuan's eyes were a little cold: "I don't care how much money I have. If you like money, I can give it to you, as long as you calm down."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Chongyuan handed Song Xingfei a card and said, "The money in it is enough for you to spend, even if you want to open ten more companies, it doesn't matter."

"What are you doing to compensate me?" Song Xingfei glanced at the card in Jiang Chongyuan's hand with disgust.

Besides disgust, Song Xingfei was more heartbroken.

It turned out that in Jiang Chongyuan's eyes, he just wanted money.

Jiang Chongyuan didn't speak, and silence meant approval.

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Song Xingfei only thought it was ridiculous, and said, "I'm really blind to like you."

Jiang Chongyuan's face changed slightly, Song Xingfei continued: "We are not the same kind of people, take your money and get out."

Song Xingfei shook off Jiang Chongyuan's hand, turned around and walked towards the door. Before closing the door, he heard Jiang Chongyuan say sadly:

"Brother Fei, if you leave today, you will definitely regret it."

Song Xingfei pretended not to hear, and left without looking back.

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Below I summarize a few points:

Can't change attack

There will be a crematorium (Let President Jiang go crazy for a while)

There will be forced love (not yet)

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