Sang Yan's words, coupled with his rude tone, clearly indicated that this path for him was not feasible.

Sang Zhi was a little upset by what he said. She wanted to ignore him directly, but she couldn't resist the urge to quarrel with him. Feeling that text and voice were not powerful, she dug out her address book and called him directly.

There was a sound.

Sang Zhi felt a little depressed, and ferociously prepared a short composition of several thousand words in her heart, just when she was about to speak.

Hang up directly on the other end.

Sang Zhi: "..."

The next moment, Sang Yan sent another voice message: "Don't call me if you have nothing to do."

Sang Zhi endured it and started to speak: "I'm talking about internship, I didn't talk about falling in love. Besides, what's wrong with me finding someone older than you to fall in love with? I'm not looking for someone older than my father.

"

Her ten-second voice message had just been sent.

Sang Yan immediately replied: "I have something to write."

"..."

Obviously it didn't open at all.

Sang Zhi was very unhappy and still spoke: "Don't you also speak?"

After waiting for a long time, Sang Yan did not reply.

Sang Zhi: "You can't feel unbalanced and feel jealous of me just because you haven't had a relationship in college, and you can't just because you still don't have a girlfriend."

Still no reply.

Sang Zhi felt angry in her heart, but she didn't want to stop the conversation just like that, which made her lose all sense. She pursed her lips and could only swallow her words and send it out again.

This time Sang Yan replied very quickly: "I took some time out of my busy schedule to reply to you, but you also wanted me to type it for you. What are you dreaming about?"

"..."

Sang Yan's tone was very coquettish: "Also, your brother and I have a girlfriend."

Sang Zhi:【?】

Sang Yan: "I can't help it. The girl has been chasing me for too long. If she doesn't agree, she will have to..."

Sang Zhi didn't want to listen to his narcissistic words, and then ordered the words, and discontinued his words tough: [White.]

Sang Yan sent another message.

It's very short, just one second.

Sang Zhi stared at it for two seconds and then opened it hesitantly.

Sang Yan sneered: "Little brat."

Sang Zhi exploded.

Before she could reply, Sang Yan said again: "I'll mention it to you one last time. Don't act like you have no brains when you fall in love. When you were in high school, you went to Yihe to find an online friend. I will treat it like you."

Young and rebellious."

Sang Zhi was wrong about this and immediately took back his anger.

Sang Yan's tone was light: "I'm too lazy to tell you anything else this time. You have to talk about love. You have to try it if you don't go home during the summer vacation. I'll fly directly to Yihe and break your legs."

"..."

Sang Zhi decided not to start with Sang Yan.

All told, the person who cared about her the most since childhood was actually Sang Yan. When Sang Zhi thought about it carefully, she couldn't remember a time when Sang Yan would help her say a few words in front of her parents.

In addition to bullying her, I also educate her.

She felt that she was looking in the wrong direction from the beginning.

Anyway, there are still two months until summer vacation, so Sang Zhi is not in a hurry.

Not long after the May Day holiday, Duan Jiaxu’s 26th birthday was celebrated.

Their birthdays were not far apart, only half a month apart. So not long after Sang Zhi's birthday, he had already prepared a gift for Duan Jiaxu.

After class, Sang Zhi did not go back to the dormitory. She calculated the time and realized that Duan Jia Xu had not gotten off work yet. But she still had to get the cake, and with the travel time, it was almost there.

Before Sang Zhi left school, she suddenly received a message from Liang Jun and asked her to come out and talk about the short film.

Although Liang Jun is the team leader in this competition, Sang Zhi is generally more concerned about it and spends more time. Therefore, people in the group who have questions, in addition to asking in the group, come to Sang Zhi to communicate in private.

After checking the time, Sang Zhi replied: [I have something to do today, if you have any questions, please tell me on WeChat.]

Sang Zhi:【Or tomorrow?】

Liang Jun: [It’s okay, just tell me on WeChat.]

Sang Zhi got on the subway while talking to him.

The cake shop she chose was recommended based on the Internet. It was not near Yihe University, nor near Duan Jiaxu's home or company. Sang Zhi had made a reservation online before, so she had to make a special trip now.

The cake shop is in a big shopping mall.

Sang Zhi didn't know the way very well, so she followed the signs for a long time before she found the location and walked in. The clerk took out the cake she ordered and gave her a look.

On the sign was a line of words she specially asked the store clerk to write.

——Happy birthday to 26-year-old Duan Jiaxu.

The corners of Sang Zhi's mouth turned up, and the corners of her eyes were crooked, with a hint of childish revenge in her eyes. She carried the cake box and left the store, thinking about whether to buy something more.

Or maybe you can go shopping with Duan Jiaxu later.

When I went back to his house last time, I found that his refrigerator was empty, except for drinks.

But it was not easy for her to buy so many things.

Sang Zhi didn't hesitate for long, and quickly decided to give up. Seeing that it was still early, she went into a nearby boutique to browse around. When she was about to leave, she faintly heard someone arguing outside.

Several customers in the store also went out to take a look out of curiosity.

Sang Zhi was not too interested in joining in the fun, so she carried the things she had just bought and left the store. The quarrel outside became louder and louder. The content sounded like a mother and daughter, and the young voice sounded familiar.

One was scolding and the other was crying quietly.

The older woman's voice was shrill and sharp, full of anger: "Try to mention this to me again?! Do you have a brain problem? You are crazy all day long! You want to ask for money from that beast's son, you

It's up to you to find trouble with him. Do you want to marry him? Do you want to piss me off to death? Are you worthy of your father? "

"I just want to torture him for the rest of my life!" The young woman said with a cry in her voice, "What's wrong!"

The tone of both of them was very fierce. Sang Zhi found it a bit scary, so she didn't look over there and walked towards the escalator in silence.

The older woman was still scolding: "Do you want to disgust me to death? There is no other man in the world? If you really want to marry that guy or something, fine, I will treat you as dead from now on!"

The young woman shouted hysterically: "Then let Duan Jiaxu pretend that nothing happened?! He wants to live happily with others, but there is no way!"

When she heard this, Sang Zhi happened to get on the escalator. Her breathing stopped and she subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound. She immediately saw the young woman, the same Jiang Ying she had seen at the hot pot restaurant before.

At this moment, Jiang Ying suddenly looked over, perhaps sensing her gaze.

Confront Sang Zhi.

Her eyes were stained red with tears, and the grievances in her eyes gradually disappeared. Her gaze moved slightly downward and was fixed on the cake box in Sang Zhi's hand.

The escalator moves down.

Sang Zhi didn't like this woman and took the initiative to look away. She went down to the second floor and continued walking down. The sharp quarrel gradually faded away until there was no sound.

Most of the good mood disappeared in an instant.

Sang Zhi recalled what Jiang Ying's mother said.

——"The son of a beast."

Think back to what Duan Jiaxu said before about Jiang Ying's identity.

——"My father's creditor."

Sang Zhi vaguely guessed something.

Probably, Duan Jiaxu's father did something to harm Jiang Ying's father, and then they turned their anger on Duan Jiaxu?

But what does this have to do with him.

Sang Zhi couldn't help but uttered "There's something wrong", and her heart suddenly became filled with panic.

The law does not stipulate that the debts of the father and the sons must be repaid.

Thinking of the glass of water Jiang Ying poured on Duan Jiaxu in the hot pot earlier, she pursed her lips and let out a dull breath.

never mind.

It was poured back anyway.

I just don’t know if she has ever gone to Duan Jiaxu again.

I asked once before and he said no.
To be continued...