The mobile phone rang, resounding throughout the room, and also made her stunned quickly come back to her senses from her fugue.

Wen Lishu found his mobile phone on the desktop, looked down, and found that the person who called was Yang Songwen.

It's early in the morning, and it stands to reason that Yang Songwen won't look for her at this time.

But when the phone called, eighty percent of him was in a hurry.

Wen Lishu twisted her eyebrows and hurriedly connected the phone.

"Lishu. Yang Songwen called her on the phone, and the tone was not as relaxed as before.

Wen Lishu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Songwen replied: "Song Qiancheng is drunk, I have sent him back to the door of the hotel, but he didn't let me send him in, he drank a lot tonight, if you are free, go to the elevator to pick him up, I am afraid that he will be confused, and ran to someone else's room." ”

Even though he was dissatisfied with Song Qiancheng in his heart, when he thought of the scene when he ran to someone else's room to make trouble, Wen Lishu still replied with a good temper: "Okay, I'll go right away." ”

After hanging up the phone, Wen Lishu got up from the sofa and left the room with a calm face.

Afraid that she would miss it with Song Qiancheng, she trotted all the way to the elevator room, but fortunately caught up, as soon as she arrived in the elevator room, the elevator door opened.

At this time, Song Qiancheng, who was full of alcohol, walked out of it.

Wen Lishu hurriedly stopped and stopped looking at him.

After Song Qiancheng saw her, he just glanced at her coldly, with an incomprehensible expression.

I don't know why, just by looking at each other inadvertently just now, Wen Lishu saw a look of disgust in his eyes.

It felt like going back to the night when his mother was jealous, and he threw her away to drink with him, wanting to destroy her feelings.

Wen Lishu's heart sank, and he couldn't help but wonder if Song Qiancheng's drunkenness tonight had something to do with his mother?

When it comes to his mother, Wen Lishu loses reason, and he has no capital to screw down with him.

She was also accustomed to Song Qiancheng's uncertainties, and when she saw him staggering out, she secretly suppressed the fire in her heart one by one.

She walked over to Song Qiancheng and took the initiative to reach out to support his arm.

It's just that as soon as she got close to Song Qiancheng, her heart was abused again.

Although Song Qiancheng was full of wine, he still couldn't cover the smell of women's perfume on his body.

This fragrance, like an alarm bell, was ringing desperately in her ears.

Every time it struck, it seemed to remind her, reminding her of how Song Qiancheng and the woman had been entangled in the room in the afternoon.

At the right time, the words that the woman had said were replayed in her ears sentence by sentence.

Thinking of this layer, all her good temper vanished.

She can no longer pretend to be a virtuous and virtuous wife, let alone pretend to be generous and tolerant.

Since that woman is his favorite, she doesn't fight.

After all, you can't fight, it's better to be free and easy, and choose to leave, at least you can get out as soon as possible and no longer fall into this fruitless marriage.

After thinking about it, she shook her hand casually and pushed Song Qiancheng in disgust.

Song Qiancheng was not shallow, and was pushed by her like this, and took two steps back unsteadily, and finally hit his shoulder against the wall to be able to stand firm.

He stood against the wall, raised his eyes and threw a dissatisfied look at her, and spit out a vicious breath, and said angrily: "Wen Lishu, what are you crazy about?"