After Cong Xin and Fang Min left, Song Jingxing also left. Zhao Pingping was the only one left in the dressing room. His teeth were biting his lower lip and he was about to bleed. His eyes were rosy, and he raised his head and forced the liquid that was about to overflow back.

The moment before, she thought Song Jingxing had some affection for her, and before she could be happy, she found that she had become a means of flirting with her husband and wife.

This is even more humiliating and unwilling to accept it than ignoring her.

How could she be willing? She has liked him since she was a child. She has liked him for so many years as soon as she liked him. She studied the school he studied and the major he chose. In order to keep up with him, she suffered so much.

Over the years, he has not responded to her or ignored her. She does not blame him because he has never seen him pay attention to other girls. I think this is the case in his life.

But when she returned to China, she found that this was not the case. The overwhelming information was about him getting married and getting a marriage certificate.

At first, she thought it was hype in the entertainment industry, so she called Mrs. Song. Unexpectedly, it was true. From Mrs. Song, she learned that he was fascinated by the woman named Cong Xin, and she didn't even go back to her own family and didn't care about her family career. She even threatened that she had the final say on both of them. She said she wouldn't go back, so Song Jingxing wouldn't dare to go back.

At that time, she thought it was Mrs. Song's exaggeration, probably because she didn't like the woman named Cong Xin, that's why she said so.

Who is Song Jingxing? She knew very well when she grew up together. How could such an arrogant person listen to a woman?

She didn't believe it, so on the day he returned home, she came to the door and not only saw him, but also his fiancée.

To be honest, she thought about who he would look for, but she really didn't expect to find such a pretty woman. Not to mention her family background, she was still a photographer. A family like them would definitely not allow someone like this to come in. No wonder Mrs. Song was so angry.

It seemed as Mrs. Song said, the woman used some charming means to confuse him, because at the dining table, his eyes kept circling around the woman, as if no one around him existed.

She was sad and shocked at the time, and kept wondering how this could happen. How could he please and love another woman so much? Shouldn’t he be the one who is Qingfeng and Jiyue, and he doesn’t care about anyone?

After that time, she kept waiting for news, but never waited. Although her current education is higher than his and her image is completely different from before, he still didn't take her seriously.

Mrs. Song said that men have a day of enlightenment. He hadn't enlightenment before. When he was enlightened, he was not there, so the woman took advantage of the loopholes and said that if she let her develop, wouldn't it be cheaper for others to suffer?

She didn't know what Mrs. Song's purpose was, but she looked down on the person named Cong Xin. She didn't want Song Jingxing to marry her, and then treated herself as a gun.

Although she was uncomfortable, she couldn't help but feel moved.

She liked him in her own eyes. She had nothing to say to find someone who was better than her, but she was really unwilling to find such a person and bow to her.

I wanted to use the visit to the set to draw each other's favor, but it didn't seem like this. Song Jingxing was like being caught in a gui. For the sake of that woman, she was willing to stimulate her with herself, which really opened her eyes.

She now believed Mrs. Song, and Song Jingxing would be ruined in her life if she was with that woman.

She couldn't let such a thing happen, but she didn't believe it. With her family background and ability, she could not beat a little photographer who was nothing.

Fang Min enjoys food alone, but when she thinks that her boss is angry, it is difficult for her agent to avoid the harm to the fish in the pond, and the food in her mouth is not so delicious.

Halfway through eating, Fang Min looked up at Cong Xin, and had to speak for his boss, "Although I don't know what the boss is wrong today, I can guarantee that the boss and her are absolutely nothing."

Cong Xin smiled, "Eat quickly, if you don't eat it, it will get cold. If it is cold, this thing will be not delicious."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Fang Min felt even more confused. Was he not angry, or was he too lazy to mention it?

Fang Min took a bite and looked at Cong Xin's face, but she could not see anything on her face. She sighed in her heart that Cong Xin was becoming less and less calm now.

Soon she saw her boss chasing her in front of the flower bed. Fang Min quickly took two chopsticks and left on the pretext, "There is still something in the company, I'm leaving."

When he passed by his boss, he gave him an expression that she had tried her best to make him blessed.

Looking at the food that was caused by disaster, Song Jingxing frowned and waved his hand to signal her to get out quickly.

At this moment, he felt very regretful. He kept eating well and was going to do it. Isn’t this a brick hitting himself in the foot?

Especially when my wife didn't even look at her, she regretted even more.

Song Jingxing walked over in a vague way and tried to pull her hand. Cong Xin avoided it, stayed away from him, and was about to leave after packing up his things.

He didn't say anything to him, and it seemed that he was very angry. Song Jingxing hurriedly showed weakness, "I haven't eaten yet."

This trick is very effective. If he said he hadn't eaten, she would definitely try her best to make him eat because he had a bad stomach. But now, his wife snorted coldly, "If you don't eat steak, that's a waste of resources."

After packing the lunch box, he got up and was about to leave. Song Jingxing could let her go, and suddenly hugged her from behind, "Don't leave, I was wrong."

Cong Xin said: "What's wrong with you? It's just that I didn't eat the food I made, but I just ate the food made by other women."

This tone of yin and yang seemed to be really jealous. He should have been happy, but now he couldn't be happy. "I didn't eat it, I didn't plan to eat it, just for..."

"To let me see, make me angry?" Cong Xin turned her head and stared at him.

Song Jingxing lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembled, showing his inner uneasiness, "I, I don't know what I was thinking at that time, I did that, just to see if you would be jealous when you see me being with other women. After all, you have never been jealous because I was with other women."

Cong Xin was so angry that she didn't know what to say. There were still people who were eager to be jealous, "Are you tired of living a stable life? What do you mean that I am not jealous? Am I a dead person? When you were pretending to be a couple with Shu Yang, I was very happy to see it? You kissed me and me on the screen with other women, and I was very happy to see it?"

Song Jingxing was stunned, "But you didn't show anything, and you didn't make trouble with me."

Cong Xin felt so tired after hearing this, "How do you want me to act? Why do you make trouble with you? When you and Shu Yang broke up with me for two years, what qualifications do I have to make trouble with you? Besides, the rest are all jobs. Can I make trouble with you with these? I have my own job. According to what you say, if I am not jealous, you have to go to bed with other women to show me to prove whether I will be jealous?"

Song Jingxing was anxious, "How is it possible? Don't say that."

"You have done everything, what else do you want me to say?" Cong Xin's eyes turned red with anger.

When Song Jingxing saw his wife crying, he felt so distressed, "I was wrong. I will never do this again, don't cry." He felt so sad that he cried.

Cong Xin pried open his hand, held the thing, and left without saying a word.

Cong Xin didn't go back to his place that night, did not reply to the message, and did not answer the phone number. This was the first time the two of them quarreled after they had reconciled. Song Jingxing regretted it and was afraid that they were separated. It is said that they could be divorced for many days after separation, and the wedding would be unnecessary.

Song Jingxing was anxious, and the more he thought about it, the less he couldn't sit still. He changed into shoes and went to his mother-in-law's house.

My mother-in-law and An Yi's mother went on a trip, but there was only Cong Xin at home.

Cong Xin doesn't even answer the phone, will he open the door?

I didn't have any hope, but the door didn't open. Since I let him in, does that mean I'm not so angry? But when he came in and saw that the little guy opened the door, he was disappointed and immediately worried.

"Why are you opening the door?"

"Xin's mother is cooking for me."

"Cook for you? Why are you not at your own house?"

"Grandma is out to play, I'll come to accompany my mother Xin. She's scared at home alone."

She still has to be afraid, it must be your mother who threw you to her for care.

Song Jingxing was too lazy to care about these things with him, so he gave a stern face and taught a lesson: "Xin's mother is cooking, so you can't open the door alone."

"Why?" the little guy asked.

"If I am a bad person, if you put the bad person in, you and Xin's mother will be in danger." Song Jingxing patiently explained that this is not a joke. There are so many bad people now that we must be alert.

"Too."

He actually heard it so quickly, but before Song Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief, he found that the door slammed and closed again.

The dumbfounded Song Jingxing quickly blocked the moment he was about to close, "What are you doing when you close the door?"

The little guy looked innocent, "Didn't you say it's dangerous for me and Xin to put the bad guy in?"

"What I said is to ask you to open the door and ask who it is first." Song Jingxing suppressed his anger, "You close the door, am I a bad person?"

"Yes." The little guy said without thinking.

"I'm a bad guy? What's your look?"

"You snatch my mother from Xin, you're the bad guy."

He still remembers this, and it never ends. Song Jingxing can't do anything to a child, especially now that his wife is still angry with him, he dares not do anything to him. He is the treasure in his wife's heart, although he really doesn't want to admit it.

"I'll make milk for you and teach you how to play games. Will bad guys make milk for you and teach you how to play games?" Song Jingxing tempted.

The little guy tilted his head and thought for a while, "It seems that he won't."

Song Jingxing said, "Then why don't you let me in quickly."

The little guy opened the door blankly and asked him, "Are you here to teach me how to play games?"

He didn't know how eager he let the naughty child let him in, not because he thought he was a good person, but because he wanted him to teach him to play games.

He was here to coax his wife, so he was in the mood to play with him, but if he didn't get rid of the child, he couldn't even get in, so he had to nod against his will.

The little guy hugged him excitedly, "That's great."

Cong Xin heard the noise in the kitchen and asked, "Is anyone here for Xiaobao?"

"Yes." Xiaobao replied.

"Who?" asked there.

"Bad guy." Xiaobao replied.

After hearing this, Song Jingxing wanted to beat him.

The next moment, Cong Xin walked out and saw that it was him, frowned, "What are you doing?"

Before he could answer, Xiaobao spoke, "He will teach me how to play games."

In front of the child, Cong Xin didn't say anything else and went into the kitchen to continue cooking.

Song Jingxing, who was not driven out, breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it was useful to not offend this little guy.

After playing with the child for a while, Cong Xin prepared the meal. Song Jingxing went to have a shameless meal, "I didn't eat lunch, and I didn't eat dinner."

Cong Xin glanced at him and said nothing.

After dinner, Cong Xin went to the kitchen to wash dishes, and Xiaobao went to play games again. Song Jingxing walked into the kitchen and saw her washing dishes by the pool. He subconsciously wanted to hug her. Cong Xin seemed to have eyes on her back, and turned around and glared at him, "Don't come over."

"You didn't answer my phone, didn't reply to my message, and didn't go home." Song Jingxing complained with grievance.
To be continued...