moonlight lure

His words were harsh and absolute. Song Shiwei opened her lips. She didn't want the people in front of her to know that she and Ming Xu had been entangled for five years and still didn't fully trust each other. She was silent for a while and then replied cautiously: "I think he has a higher probability of being trusted." big."

Ji Yanchen asked in a deep voice: "Since you think his character is trustworthy, why were you worried that he would go astray before?"

She said: "It's possible that he didn't know about it before going to Hongjing."

He turned the steering wheel and said coolly: "Did you think so the last time you went to his dinner? A simple doctor who strayed into the quagmire, waiting for the prosecutor's redemption?"

Song Shiwei: "."

She frowned speechlessly: "I'm just saying it's possible. Can you stop being so weird?"

The person next to him also suddenly increased his tone, and the sharp air pressure around him was as unbearable as an invisible hidden arrow: "I am just reminding you calmly, don't forget why you pretended to be drunk last time."

He coldly broke through the pretense of respectability she had left for him: "You don't trust him that much at all."

Song Shiwei pursed her lips deeply, speechless as he spoke her mind.

Seeing her sudden silence, Ji Yanchen sneered and continued in sarcastic mode: "What did he tell you at noon today? Did he cry that he didn't have eyes and entered the wolf's den and regretted asking you for help? Or please tell him that he can provide you with evidence. Spy?"

Song Shiwei frowned and took a deep breath.

His tone was so mean. Even though she no longer had feelings for her ex, she didn't want to hear others humiliate him in this way for her own sake.

She endured it for a while, not wanting to continue arguing with him, and whispered: "If you think it's inappropriate, forget it. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

He still refused to back down and said coldly: "The first thing I said was inappropriate."

Song Shiwei didn't want to argue with him anymore and turned her face towards the car window: "Yes, I talked too much, I'm sorry."

The air pressure in the car was so low that it was suffocating.

When the car stopped outside the community, Song Shiwei got out of the car and left without looking back.

The people in the car were equally calm, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

Song Shiwei returned home with a cold face. The first thing she did was to go to the kitchen and take out a bottle of ice water. She opened it and drank half of the bottle in one breath, which slightly reduced the anger in her chest.

This person usually behaves like a human being when he is well, but how can he be such a dog-tempered person when he is angry?

What's even worse is that his eloquence is harsh and logical, and she can't even win an argument with him!

Song Shiwei threw the water on the table and held the edge of the table with both hands. She looked grave and thought that she would most likely be the loser in every quarrel in the future. The more she thought about it, the more breathless she became. She couldn't help but pick up her phone and call him to scold him.

"Beep... beep... beep beep beep..."

Great, now I don’t even answer her calls.

Song Shiwei threw away her cell phone and secretly determined that she would never forgive him easily during this cold war. If his attitude was still like this when he came to seek peace, she would stop the loss as soon as possible and not make herself miserable.

Just as I was thinking secretly, my phone suddenly lit up on the table.

Her eyebrows twitched, she raised her eyes and looked over. It was Yao Jiajia, asking her if she could go over for supper.

She felt faintly disappointed, picked up the phone with a straight face and replied: "I won't go." ]
  After a long pause, she couldn't help but tap on the screen: "Are all men like this?" Do you get angry every time you mention your ex? Can't listen to a word anyone says? ]
  The other end of the phone was typing for a long time, as if he was trying to figure out the cause and effect of her words. Finally, he replied to her: "He doesn't like Mingxu either?" ]
  Song Shiwei: [Yeah. ]
  The other party was so excited that he sent a voice message: "This brother is so good, hahahahaha!" I don’t like it either! I support him in blowing up his hair! ]
  Song Shiwei: "..."

I couldn't find anyone to scold him with.

After taking a bath, she lay on the bed, tossing and turning and losing sleep. The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't figure it out. Why was she so angry here alone? She didn't talk about her old relationship with her ex during dinner. Hongjing's case was his and not hers. She had done nothing wrong. Her good intentions were not repaid and she was so angry that he had insomnia and shortness of breath. Why?

She reached for the cell phone on the bedside table and called him again, but there was still no answer.

She gradually became angry and called more than a dozen times with a sullen face. Finally, he answered the last call, his voice cold and slightly hoarse: "What are you doing?" In her rage, Song Shiwei didn't notice anything strange about the other party. His patience had been worn to the breaking point during these dozen phone calls. He used the last of his self-cultivation to suppress his emotions and gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Ji Yanchen, you have gone too far!"

He asked calmly: "What's wrong with me?"

She detailed his crimes: "I must win the quarrel! I didn't answer the phone on purpose! If I answered the phone, I asked what I wanted to do! What did you think I wanted to do?!"

His tone was indifferent, completely different from usual: "How will I know if you don't tell me?"

"..."

Song Shiwei was extremely angry and had nothing to say and nodded, "Okay, that's it."

She rubbed her brows and took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and restrained herself from laughing: "I have a bad personality and may not be suitable for you. I wish you can find a partner who has a good personality but no temper and can unconditionally tolerate your bad temper."

The person on the other end of the phone actually smiled nonchalantly: "If you know you have a bad personality, just change it."

Song Shiwei said angrily: "What did you say?"

"I said, I'm at someone's doorstep who has [a bad personality]."

He deliberately emphasized the words in a leisurely manner and rang the doorbell at the same time.

"Open the door."
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  three hours ago.

Ji Yanchen just came out of Song Shiwei's community and received a call from Yan Hualang. He went to the scene without even having time to change his clothes.

By the end of the operation, the original anger in him had been vented in physical combat. When he saw the fifteen missed calls on his mobile phone, his eyelids jumped and his heart was broken.

Although it was his first time falling in love, he still had basic common sense. There were only two possibilities for so many missed calls from his girlfriend at this time.

One is that something happened to her, and the other is that something is going to happen to him.

He guessed that she must have thought that he didn't answer her call on purpose, and now she was as angry as a pufferfish.

At the same time, he is also very self-aware. At this moment, his crime can no longer be coaxed away with just a phone call. If he doesn't kneel down in front of him and admit his mistake, this girlfriend will most likely be an adulterer.

After quickly handling the matters at the scene, Ji Yanchen walked quickly and calmly to his car.

Behind him, two colleagues from other groups trotted to catch up with him and shouted: "Brother Chen, are you going home? Give us a ride!"

"I'm not going home."

He stood still holding the car door with a calm expression, "I'm going to my girlfriend's house. I may not go back tonight."

The two young men opened their mouths in shock and were speechless for a few seconds, and then reacted slowly: "Okay! Okay!...What's going on...Have a nice weekend with my sister-in-law!"

After saying that, the two of them turned around and ran away with a wink.

The black off-road vehicle was driving smoothly in the middle of the night.

When he got off the car and walked into the elevator, he received her last call. As expected, she was very angry. She completely lost the maturity and calmness she had just in the car. Her angry body was full of thorns, which he couldn't hold back. I have to scratch my head and go crazy.

He held back the smile that was spreading on his lips, and while carelessly pressing the button on the floor, he deliberately pretended to be indifferent and poked the little pufferfish a few more times, until he was teasing the person to the point where he was ready to explode. At the edge, the elevator finally stopped.

He strode out and whispered into the phone: "Open the door."

Song Shiwei opened the door with a cold face, and was startled by the embarrassed appearance of the person in front of her. She almost forgot her original anger.

He didn't know where he rolled in the mud, his boots were covered in mud, his clothes were dirty and had a few scratches, and there was a scratch on his right arm. His short black hair was messy, and his face was covered in dust.