The scumbag ex-wife who became the substitute heroine

After another ten minutes, Bei Lanlan and Xin Yan came out hand in hand, Bei Lanlan pursed her lips, and she went straight out.

Now they don't want to stay here any longer, so they should go home early and rest early, but Xin Yan stopped suddenly after walking a few steps.

Bei Lanlan turned her head suspiciously, and saw that she was looking at Song Xizi not far away.

Xin Yan shook her hand, "I'll go and say something to her, you wait for me downstairs first."

Bei Lanlan was not very satisfied. Even if she and Xin Yan cleared up the misunderstanding, there was no misunderstanding about Song Xizi, and she deserved to be hated.

Xin Yan coaxed her: "Good boy, just a few words."

Bei Lanlan: "...Okay, I'll give you 3 minutes."

Xin Yan laughed, 3 minutes is enough for what to do, and the next elevator will take 1 minute.

Bei Lanlan has always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Sometimes what she said only represented an attitude, not that she was really strict. Naturally, Xin Yan didn't take it seriously. When Bei Lanlan turned around and walked towards the elevator, Xin Yan also turned around. body, walked towards Song Xizi.

Song Xizi was holding a glass of wine, and was listening to others bragging to her, when she saw Xin Yan's figure from the corner of her eye, she subconsciously stood up straight.

There was no expression on Xin Yan's face, she just looked at Song Xizi without saying a word, Song Xizi was silent for a while, then turned and left silently, Xin Yan raised her legs to follow after seeing this.

Opening an inconspicuous door, Song Xizi walked in first, and Xin Yan found out that it was a temporary lounge or dressing room, only five or six square meters in size, with a sofa, a coffee table, and a Professional makeup table.

Xin Yan closed the door with her backhand, cutting off the noise outside, Song Xizi didn't put down the wine, she said a little irritatedly: "What do you want to say quickly, I have to go out and continue entertaining guests."

Xin Yan: "I don't need you to remind me, I don't want to see your face either."

Song Xizi gritted his teeth, but he didn't turn back. Instead, he put down his wine glass, "Okay, I'll listen carefully."

"Are you jealous of me?"

Song Xizi raised his head.

Xin Yan asked very seriously, without any hint of sarcasm.

Song Xizi felt that there was something wrong with his ears, "Me? Jealous of you?"

Xin Yan spoke slowly: "Well, I used to be the same as you. There was no one around me, and there were people around you, but none of them could last long. Now I have Lanlan, and I walked forward, but you are still the same , so you can’t stand it, and always want to sabotage us.”

Song Xizi: "..."

She gritted her teeth: "In your eyes, my heart is not as big as the tip of a needle, right?"

Xin Yan didn't speak, just looked at her silently.

Song Xizi: "...Before today, I didn't even know that you two were serious. Why should I be jealous of you! I just want to see her reaction."

I want to see if Bei Lanlan can continue to deceive herself after seeing clearly how special Xin Yan is to Jing Chu.And Bei Lanlan who can't lie to herself, Xin Yan is willing to continue to tolerate it.

She's not jealous, but she does want to spoil it.

why……

This question just popped into Song Xizi's mind. On the opposite side, Xin Yan said again: "Whatever you think. Now that you know that we are not the 'casual' relationship you imagined, please don't bother me again. We, I don't care if you want to live a luxurious life, but I just want to live a peaceful life. Lanlan is the person I like and my family. I don't want to bear it if you rob me of my land. I must retaliate equally Go back. Then guess, you provoke me and Lanlan, destroy my most important thing in this world, how will I repay you?"

Song Xizi looked at her silently, without speaking.

Xin Yan looked at her calmly, she had nothing left to say, she was not joking, Song Xizi touched her bottom line, she is like this, when she is really angry, she won't get angry.

Turning around, Xin Yan was about to go out. Just as she put her hand on the doorknob, Song Xizi behind her suddenly said, "I was at school when your parents passed away."

Xin Yan turned her head inexplicably, not knowing why she brought this up.

Song Xizi looked at her, his throat was a little blocked: "...I was a week later than other people knew, there was a blizzard in Toronto, the airport was closed, and by the time I went back, you had already left with your uncle."

"If there is no Blizzard, if someone can tell me earlier, I will go to you."

Like Jingchu.

What happened more than ten years ago was not something that happened to her. Song Xizi thought that she should have almost forgotten it, but the fact is that she always remembered it. She remembered that night when the snow fell on the city. Looking at her eyes, she remembered that she didn't even change her clothes, and ran to Xin Yan's house, but only saw the closed door, and the courtyard that had completely lost its vitality in the past three days.

Xin Yan naturally didn't know about these things, she didn't know, neither did Yuan Bo.

After being stunned for a while, Xin Yan's expression quickly recovered: "But, there is no if."

Regardless of the past, future, or present, if there are two words that are not established, what happens will definitely happen, and what does not happen will never be possible.

Song Xizi is an elite educated person, so she naturally knows this truth.

And she also knows that it has nothing to do with if, the original body left with her uncle, not disappeared from the earth, if she wants to find it, there are many ways to do it, she just didn't do it.

Song Xizi stopped talking again, it was really boring to dig up old accounts, she couldn't think of these things at first, she blamed Xin Yan and Bei Lanlan for bringing up these old things.

Song Xizi sat on the sofa and didn't look up at Xin Yan. Xin Yan looked at the door next to her, and then at Song Xizi who suddenly fell silent.

She turned the doorknob, and before going out, she also told Song Xizi something she never knew.

"When you graduated from high school, your parents divorced. You hid in the apartment and couldn't come out. I told your mother that you were there."

"You know me, and I know you too, Song Xizi, and I have cared for you in my own way."

After saying this, she went out. Song Xizi stared blankly at the re-closed door. After a long time, she lowered her head and smiled softly.

It seemed that she was right in one sentence.

She and Xin Yan are really similar.

I missed it because it was so similar.

Even if those things really happened, even if she appeared in front of Xin Yan like a god, could they become friends?Can you go any further?Can you grow up with bruises, bumps and bumps all the way to today?

No.

Because, there is no if at all.

………………

When Xin Yan walked to the first floor, Bei Lanlan was standing at the door of the elevator, looking anxiously waiting.

She curled her lips: "It's 13 minutes."

Xin Yan paused: "Are you going to control me like this from now on?"

Bei Lanlan reacted for a second: "...you don't like it?"

Xin Yan smiled: "I like it, but I'm not used to it."

Bei Lanlan also hooked her lips: "That's good, because whether you like it or not, I will take care of it. It's not like you don't know how domineering I am. It's just a matter of getting used to it sooner or later."

Xin Yan took the coat handed over by others, and walked out with Bei Lanlan. Before leaving the hotel, Bei Lanlan asked her: "What did you say?"

Xin Yan replied: "I told her not to bother us in the future."

"Gone?"

Xin Yan thought for a while: "Also, I talked about something about my childhood."

Bei Lanlan's eyes were a little heavy, and it was her childhood, and she couldn't get involved at all, "What's the specifics?"

Xin Yan paused as she put on her jacket. Her EQ was a bit low, but she also knew that the conversation between her and Song Xizi just now was somewhat... easily misunderstood.

She felt guilty for two seconds, and in just these two seconds, Bei Lanlan's eyes had already narrowed.

Xin Yan resolutely abandoned the idea of ​​making up a few random sentences: "...she said that when my parents passed away, she also went to look for me, but she didn't see me. I said that I was not always as bad as she imagined. Her parents I actually helped her when she got divorced."

Although it was just two or three sentences, Bei Lanlan digested it for a while, "That is to say, she heard everything we said?"

Xin Yan didn't care much about this, she was upright and upright, and she was not afraid of being listened to in the corner: "Just listen to it, there is nothing shameful about it."

Bei Lanlan frowned. What she cared about was not being overheard, but why Song Xizi suddenly wanted to talk about herself after overhearing that kind of content, compared to Jing Chu.

... She knew it!

So there was a reason why she didn't like Song Xizi at first, and her intuition was right!

Turning her head suddenly, meeting Xin Yan's innocent and innocent eyes, Bei Lanlan silently closed her mouth.

He couldn't say it, because if she said it, it would be tantamount to fulfilling Song Xizi and confessing for her.

Bei Lanlan sneered in her heart, and then she moved to Xin Yan's side, leaning half of her body on her body, and tightly holding her hand: "I don't like being eavesdropped, Ayan, let's go home, or Comfortable at home."

She purposely pinched her throat a little bit, it sounded soft and sweet, Xin Yan had just tasted a bit of sweetness, now her mind started to think about unscrupulous things again, her face turned red, but the movements of her feet were not slow at all: "Yeah, yeah , Come back now, come, look at the steps."

They left hand in hand, the entrance of the hotel was brightly lit, and the people above could see at a glance what was below.Jing Chu hid from those who asked her about the concert, she stood on another terrace, which was facing the parking area of ​​the hotel.

The curtain behind her was lifted, Kong Zhiluo walked in, and saw Jing Chu wearing a tube top-style dress standing in the open air, she paused for a while, turned around and went out, asked someone for a shawl, and then walked in again, Draped on Jingchu's shoulders.

Jing Chu turned his head and smiled at Kong Zhiluo.

It has been two days since Jingchu returned to the country, Kong Zhiluo keenly noticed that she was not as enthusiastic about him as before, she didn't know what was going on, but she was a little uneasy, so she was more considerate of Jingchu.

She asked her, "What were you looking at just now?"

Hearing this, Jing Chu took another look downstairs, but the people and cars had already left, and it was empty under the lights. After experiencing the hustle and bustle, looking at it now, it felt a little lonely.

She replied: "Looking at other people's lives."

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