It's night.

I don't know what time it is, but the naughty moon on duty at night doesn't know which dark cloud to hide, and there is no light in the dark.

The man had a splitting headache, and he opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

Last night he ......

The real perception of his body reminded him of his crazy behavior yesterday.

He pressed his temples and fixed his gaze on the sleeping woman's face beside him, her face and the tails of her eyes were clearly covered with tears.

What the hell did he do?

Jiang Du pinched his eyebrows deeply, and his head hurt even more.

All he could think of was that she helped him with the medicine, and he seemed to push her down, and the rest of the story was nothing more than sleeping with her.

Jiang Dushen got out of bed and slept with her again and again, presumably she was most annoyed by herself.

How will he face her when he wakes up tomorrow?

Pretending not to know, but that's too unmanly.

If she apologizes, will she forgive herself?

Jiang Dushen was quite annoyed, and he went to take out his cigarette irritably, but he was about to light it and looked back at the woman on the bed.

What if I wake her up?

Forget it.

He put on his clothes, picked up his phone and walked out of the room.

The time shown on the phone is three o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Dushen saw the three missed calls prompted on the screen, his black eyes narrowed, what did Song Xing call him for?

Intercedence for Song Bangzhi?

Thin lips skimmed and sneered, he seemed to forget that it was the middle of the night, and he clicked back, and it took a long time for the other end to answer.

Green smoke floated out of his snort, and his deep voice was lazy, "Uncle Song, do you have something to do with me?"

Song Xinggang wanted to scold the street, but as soon as he heard Jiang Dushen's voice, his sleepiness instantly dissipated, "Duishen, Uncle Song wants to intercede with you." ”

The corners of his lips were faint, and the taunt of the subtle ends of the taunt was raised, "You say." ”

"Don't talk about the love you have been with Bang Zhi for so long, I know that your Jiang family doesn't look down on our Song family, but you know Bang Zhi's sincerity to you, to put it mildly, you are now a married woman, but in the end, she is the most wronged..."

"Uncle Song. ”

Jiang Dushen flicked away the cigarette ash, and the blue and white smoke slowly dispersed around him, adding a deep and gloomy aura to his whole person, "Why am I so good, don't you know the reason?"

Song Province froze, and only answered after a while, "But in the end, I only have this daughter left, if she has another accident, I ......"

"Huh. ”

Jiang Dushen's tone suddenly became cold, "Only one of her daughters is left? Have you admitted your other daughter? I'm afraid she won't even know who her biological father is until she dies, isn't she wronged or pitiful?"

"Yes, it's me who is sorry for her, I am sorry for her. ”

There seemed to be his crying voice on the phone, "I just ask Mr. Jiang to see Bang Zhi for the sake of her sister, and then go and see Bang Zhi..."

Jiang Dushen hung up the phone directly, he pinched his temples, his cold side face was gloomy as if he could seep cold water, and even the air was dyed with deep haze.

The next morning.

When Mu Yunsheng woke up, his side was already empty, and even the temperature of the mattress was cold.

The lower half of his body, as if he had been weighed down by a locomotive, was heavy and tired, and the smiles raised at the corners of his lips were all cold and sarcastic.

She found her phone, and the first thing she noticed was two text messages.

The company has an emergency, I will go back to Rongcheng first, and I will pick you up when you come back. 〗

The other was just three simple words, and she saw a sneer instantly appear on the corner of her mouth.

Sorry

I'm sorry?

Although she didn't have the mentality of going back with him, she felt ridiculous about him breaking his promise.