Cry, cry, Wen Lishu indulged in tears.

But after crying a lot, life still has to go on.

After Song Qiancheng went to work, Wen Lishu stayed at home with nothing to do.

She logged in to her social account again, and the discussion on the Internet was still high, and some netizens were still uneasy, feeling that the pool frolicking video had ruined the character they had set up for her in their hearts, and they had all kinds of bad words against her.

As one of the parties involved, Wei Tingxian did not have any contact with her, and stayed indifferently abroad to avoid the limelight, which made her suffer from all the infamy.

However, this is not the worst of it.

The matter between her and Wei Tingxian was completely annoying to Song Qiancheng, and Uncle Zhong called her a few minutes ago.

He said that Wen's stock price has fallen miserably, and several cooperation under negotiation has been temporarily suspended.

Wen Lishu is still looking forward to releasing the stocks in his hand, but now I am afraid it will be even more difficult.

Her heart is as clear as a mirror, and it is already clear who is behind this.

This is Song Qiancheng's punishment for her, giving her a taste of betraying him.

The resentment slowly grew, but she couldn't talk to anyone.

She stayed in this luxurious villa, only lonely and helpless.

......

Song Qiancheng hadn't contacted her for a whole day.

At the moment, it was time for dinner, Wen Lishu repeatedly looked back at the door of the house, waiting for Song Qiancheng to come back.

This house is his, and the person who bows her head first can only be her.

She had already made dinner, and no matter how reluctant she was, she still had to wait for him to eat together.

But after waiting, I waited for three hours, the vegetables were yellow, the rice was cold, and the heart was cold.

Song Qiancheng still didn't come back, and he didn't have any phone calls.

Wen Lishu didn't dare to disturb him, let alone eat dinner first.

Song Qiancheng was too uncertain, if she ate dinner first, she would definitely make him unhappy.

Wen Lishu waited hungry, and at 9:30 p.m., Song Qiancheng's car finally drove back to the door.

But at that time, he had already had dinner, and as soon as he entered the house, he hurried to the study upstairs to be busy.

Wen Lishu raised his hand and touched it, his stomach was throbbing with hunger, and he walked to the restaurant without any temper, filled himself with a bowl of rice, and silently ate those dishes without temperature.

A meal that is difficult to swallow, just to solve food and clothing, and to relieve stomach pain.

After eating and washing the dishes, Wen Lishu diligently cleaned up in the living room.

The maid hadn't been here for days, and the house really needed to be cleaned.

She put the scattered items in the living room neatly, and then went to the utility room to find a vacuum cleaner and vacuum all corners of the living room.

Soon after, the sound of descending the stairs was heard behind him.

Wen Lishu was excited, and his eyes instinctively oozing panic about him.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Wen Lishu silently clenched the vacuum cleaner, pretended not to know, and lowered his head to vacuum seriously.

Song Qiancheng's voice sounded not long after: "Squeeze me a glass of orange juice and put it on the side of the pool." ”

Wen Lishu raised his head when he heard the sound, and his blood and qi immediately swelled.

OMG!

Her little heart was pounding.

Song Qiancheng in front of him was wearing a black bathrobe, and his belt was knotted at random, and the black swimming trunks inside could be seen.

It is estimated that he has just come out of the bathroom, and the broken hair on his forehead is wet, coupled with that kind of outfit, the whole posture is particularly eye-catching.