"I'm on vacation at the beach." Jiang Ci was lying on the bench drinking red wine, leisurely.

"Did you sell the news about Song Lin to the media?"

"What?" Jiang Ci Liyu sat up straight, "Would I do that kind of thing? What's the benefit of selling to the media? I treat you like a brother, but you think of me like this."

"No one can do it except you!" Although it's not a big deal, Song Shaoyan doesn't want this news to be known to too many people.

"Friend Jin, bye, I didn't expect you to look at me like this." Jiang Ci was very angry, "You usually get angry with me, but I didn't expect you to be on guard against me and suspect me of betraying you. Song Shaoyan, you are such a person

So boring!"

Song Shaoyan frowned. Wasn't it Jiang Ci's fault?

Who passed the news to the media, and who brought the media to the court?

"Jiang Ci, apart from you and Zhang De, who else knows the court date?"

"No more."

"Think carefully!"

Jiang Ci was stunned, suddenly remembered something, and panicked: "It's hard, could it be..."

"who?"

"No...no..."

"Jiang Ci, if you hesitate again, I will have your tongue cut out!"

"Brother, are you finished?" Jiang Ci raised his forehead and asked, "Jiang Shu."

"How would she know?"

"I accidentally told her."

After saying that, Jiang Ci immediately hung up the phone, his hands shaking with guilt.

His heart was pounding and his temples were pounding. He couldn't say... He drank too much a few days ago and was in a bad mood. Did he accidentally sleep with Jiang Shu?

Later, when she was really drunk, Jiang Shu pulled him and talked for a long time, and he also talked with her for a long time. As for what she said, he himself forgot.

The two of them don't have much intersection, the only intersection is that they both know Song Shaoyan.

He went on vacation this time, largely because he was too embarrassed to face Jiang Shu to reassure himself. If he didn't reassure himself, the operation would not be possible.

One thing after another happens.

He shouldn't sleep with anyone but Jiang Shu. We will never see each other again.

Song Shaoyan didn't go to find out what happened, and he didn't plan to ask any more questions. Ning An knew that it was no big deal.

Song Shaoyan held his wheelchair and unbuttoned his shirt at the collar. His body felt a little hot.

In November, Hwaseong was already frost-covered, the north wind was blowing hard, the branches were trembling in the wind, and the leaves were dancing in the air like butterflies.

Song Shaoyan's wheelchair slowly moved to the door of the living room, from where he could see the outside scene.

It was late at night, and a lonely bright moon hung in the sky. The cold moonlight spread all over the ground, the bamboo shadows slanted horizontally, and the smell of dust floated in the air.

Song Shaoyan looked outside lonely, letting the wind blow on him.

"Mr. Song, it's windy outside, please put on a coat." Xiaoduo brought a suit jacket.

Song Shaoyan lazily looked up and saw Xiaoduo, remembering some past events: "Can you make tomato and egg noodles?"

"Yes, yes!" Xiaoduo nodded repeatedly, "Sister Ning'an also taught me."

"Make a bowl."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Song Shaoyan did not stay outside and entered the villa.

He used the wheelchair to go to the room where Ning An once slept. The room had not been moved since Ning An left, and the things were still arranged as they were.

She didn't want any of the little things he bought her and kept them in the drawer.

Song Shaoyan raised his hand to open the drawer.

There are perfumes, lipsticks, pendants, jewelry...
Chapter completed!