When Cong Xin went out, she was in a good mood. Unexpectedly, after seeing An Yi, she became a mess.

Everyone has returned but hasn't figured out why.

On the contrary, the more I thought about it, the more I became, the more chaotic it felt. It felt like several strands of rope were twisted together, and it was still messy.

When he arrived at the door of his house, Cong Xin shook her head angrily and made up her mind. She couldn't figure it out, so she simply didn't want to do whatever she wanted, and life still had to move forward.

When he entered the house with something in his hand, he saw Song Jingxing aiming at him with a sniper.

The thing in Cong Xin's hand fell to the ground with a squeak, and her legs almost fell down, "Oh my god, are you really a mess?"

"You are so ill? Are you sick? This is a prop." Song Jingxing poked her in the head angrily.

"Props." Cong Xin then calmed down, stood up straight, and a layer of sweat oozed into his back.

"Otherwise? I'll be here when I'm putting a sniper at home, can I still be here?" Song Jingxing rolled his eyes at her.

"That's right, I'm just too fussy." Cong Xin covered her chest and sniffed twice.

"I'm still in a bad mood? I don't know what you are thinking all day long." Song Jingxing took his eyes to her.

"Well, I'm going to cook." After saying that, Cong Xin also ran into the kitchen as if she was running away. Today was a shameful day. She almost was scared to death by the props. Song Jingxing was really childish.

While eating, Song Jingxing still pointed at her with the sniper. Cong Xin slowly pushed it away for him, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Boss, eat, if you don't eat, the meal will be cold." The childish ghost is so old, he is still playing this trick.

"Don't give me a smile, I have something to ask you." Song Jingxing pointed at her forehead with a sniper.

Is this practicing with her?

Cong Xin hurriedly sat upright and cleared her throat, "Even if I ask, I will definitely tell you everything I can, I just want you to save your life."

Song Jingxing glanced at her contemptuously, "Then tell me who you met on the road?"

Cong Xin was stunned. He asked this question? Could it be that he knew that he had met An Yi? But this is impossible? He was not a clever mind and quickly pretended to be nothing, "I went to the supermarket, the crowded place, and all I met were people. Fortunately, you didn't go. If you went, you would definitely be surrounded and couldn't get out."

"He said nothing about him, but he didn't tell the truth at first sight. I asked at the door, and I'll talk about it after thinking about it." Song Jingxing pointed her forehead again.

Is there anything else I don’t understand? This person must have seen it, otherwise he wouldn’t have asked this question.

Cong Xin rubbed her forehead that was hurt, "I met such a person."

"Who?" The man's eyes became sharp.

"An Yi." Cong Xin had to be honest.

"Did you tell him my address?" Song Jingxing's face suddenly became gloomy.

It turns out that the problem lies here? Cong Xin hurriedly explained, "It's unfair, I don't."

"What are you shouting, sit down and talk about it." The stinky brat shook her with a sniper.

"Boss, I'm just about to ask you, in fact, this house is not as secret as you said, right?" Cong Xin was also puzzled.

"Nonsense." Song Jingxing pointed her at the sniper again, "If that were the case, the place would be blocked long ago. Can I still go out? Didn't you tell him?"

"It's really not. You know my relationship with him, and it's too late for me to hide from him." Cong Xin said pitifully.

Song Jingxing snorted, "It sounds nice to you, but I don't necessarily think so in my heart."

"No." Cong Xin muttered in her heart. Even if you are the boss, you can't care what I am thinking, right? I don't even know what I am thinking.

The brat continued to hold on, "Who knows if you want to see him and then give him the address?"

Cong Xin raised her hands, "I swear I didn't. If I told him, then let me thunder and lightning strike."

Song Jingxing mocked, "Just your thick skin, thunder may not be able to blow up."

Cong Xin was so angry that he stabbed him in his heart.

"If you didn't tell him, then he checked it himself. If he could find it here, it seems that this person still has two tricks, so I underestimated him." Song Jingxing muttered.

"It's not him, it's not simple that the Yue family he found." Cong Xin corrected.

"Tell him, don't blame me for being rude, I don't want to move back and forth." Song Jingxing picked up the chopsticks to eat.

Cong Xin hurriedly said, "He probably won't."

Song Jingxing stared at her.

Cong Xin was so furious that he stared at her, "Old, boss, why are you looking at me like this? It's so scary."

Song Jingxing glared at her angrily, "Actually, if you look at it like this, you are quite attractive."

"Is that right? I feel so too." Cong Xin touched her face and said shyly.

"What do you think? You can climb along the pole." Song Jingxing pointed at her forehead with a sniper again.

Isn't this what you said? She just agreed, Cong Xin curled her lips, "Boss, do you have something to say?"

Song Jingxing paused, "I do have something to say. I think you, a childhood sweetheart, are not a good person."

Cong Xin was covered in black lines. Did the two of them discuss today? An Yi just said that he was not a good person. He turned around and said that An Yi was not a good person. This tacit understanding!

Cong Xin said while eating, "Although some of his practices are unparalleled, he is a good person. He lives with his mother and is very filial to his mother. Even if I see it, I feel ashamed of myself."

"Filial piety is a good person? If you have a fiancée but still hook up with you everywhere, can you get better?" Song Jingxing disdained.

Cong Xin was unable to argue, "He didn't."

"Then why did he come to you again and again? He was blocking the door early in the morning?" Song Jingxing pointed out immediately.

Cong Xin sighed, "He just treats me as his sister."

"Damn sisters are all excuses to pick up girls," said Song Jingxing. "Actually, I admire this person very much. Find a rich wife, you can get it with money and status without any effort, and then you can have a small love outside and love. This is a great plan. You have everything, and even a god is not as good as him."

Cong Xin felt nausea in her stomach. She couldn't help it. She ran to the bathroom and retching to the toilet for a while, but vomited nothing.

When they came out, Song Jingxing looked at her coldly, "If you don't want to cause trouble, just stay away from that person. Do you think every rich daughter is a fool? Once they become jealous, they can do anything. When you say that at that time, will he protect you, or will he protect his future and status?" His smile was very evil.

Of course he is protecting himself, is that still necessary?

What these two people said makes sense, and she couldn't even refute it.
Chapter completed!