Madam, the entire entertainment industry is looking forward to your divorce

Chapter 124

Shen Xiuran said with a cold face, "Exaggerated words!"

Seeing that he was always relentless, as if he would not give up until he figured out the matter, Song Anhao also became angry, pushed him away forcefully, put his hands on his waist, and said angrily: "Why? I didn't blame you, but you Blame me? Who let me go because of another woman last night? And who sat so close to Xue Wanqing? How dare you say that Xue Wanqing has never touched you? I am not straight, how dare I restrain me!"

Shen Xiuran said two words coldly, firmly: "No!"

Song Anhao was stunned for a moment: "Nothing?"

Shen Xiuran patiently explained: "She has never touched me!"

Song Anhao: "..."

Shen Xiuran added: "I have kept a distance of more than half a meter between me and her!"

Song Anhao: "..."

is it?

Think about it carefully, it seems to be!
At the KTV that night, although the two of them were sitting together, they were not close to each other, the angle was a problem, and they were just very close.

Including outside the restroom.

Xue Wanqing tried to hold him back, but he also avoided him and distanced him.

In this way, Xue Wanqing did not touch him.

Even so, Song Anhao was unwilling to admit defeat: "Even if I didn't hit you, it was because of your illness. If you didn't have this illness, are you sure you wouldn't let her touch you?"

Shen Xiuran was at a loss for words, and his thin lips opened and closed for a while, as if he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he swallowed them back.

After a few days of getting along with each other, Song Anhao thought that she already had some understanding of Shen Xiuran.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, it was obvious that she had hit the mark, and she dared not deny it with a guilty conscience.

Ah……

man!

Song Anhao sneered, walked to the Maybach without looking back, opened the rear door, sat in, and slammed the door hard.

Shen Xiuran followed, opened the car door, and stared at Song Anhao expressionlessly.

"Humph……"

Song Anhao tilted his head and ignored him.

"Take the co-pilot!"

It was still Song Anhao who replied with a cold snort: "Hmph..."

Shen Xiuran: "..."

The two were deadlocked like this, Song Anhao refused to get out of the car, and Shen Xiuran refused to close the door.

The atmosphere flowing between the two became more and more depressing.

Shen Xiuran simply didn't talk nonsense with her, and directly bent over and carried her out of the back seat, stuffed her domineeringly into the passenger seat, and fastened her seat belt.

Song Anhao didn't continue to tangle with him, but she didn't show any weakness in her mouth: "It's a pity that I chose to believe you just now, thinking that you have nothing to Xue Wanqing! Now it seems that I am too simple! A man is reliable, and a sow will go Tree! You men never refuse anyone who comes to your door. If you hadn’t suffered from this disease, you wouldn’t know how many women you’ve cheated on!”

Facing her small mouth, Shen Xiuran did not explain, bent down and got into the cab, and drove away.

"What? I got it right? Are you guilty? You don't even deny it? This life can't go on anymore. I want a divorce, divorce..."

The more they quarreled, Song Anhao became more energetic and unreasonable.

For the first time, she knew that arguing is also quite fun, at least it means there is affection.

Because they didn't love each other, they couldn't even quarrel with Shen Haoze in the previous life.

For the first time, she felt the noise of a normal couple.

From the beginning to the end, Shen Xiuran didn't say a word. After driving into the villa on the mountainside, he directly carried Song Anhao out by the waist, and strode into the villa.

"Let go of me, you let me go...you stinky man..."

Song An refused to fight.

Shen Xiuran was indifferent.

The housekeeper who went out to greet them was shocked when he saw them like this, and broke out in cold sweat.

"Sir, madam..."

Shen Xiuran directly skipped him, carried Song Anhao upstairs, put her gently on the bed, and when Song Anhao was about to bounce up by reflex, he immediately bent down and pressed her down.

(End of this chapter)