In an instant, Wen Lishu seemed to have fallen into an abyss of fear, and she couldn't climb out.

Thinking of the tragic situation of the meeting, she just wanted to end herself with a knife, but Song Qiancheng's indifferent voice just now echoed in her ears.

He said to get away from him if he died, and don't dirty his ground.

She was in a frenzy, Wen Lishu stopped struggling, and lay down on the cold ground.

Thinking of her own cheap love, she closed her eyes.

The tears in the corners of her eyes did not stop, and they fell to the ground one by one, just like the heart she loved Song Qiancheng, which was also broken on the ground, piece by piece, and could no longer be put together.

Outside the gates.

Song Qiancheng stepped out of the living room and walked out through the courtyard, Weng Ran was already standing outside the iron gate waiting, but his face was more solemn.

When Song Qiancheng approached the iron gate, Weng Ran greeted him: "Mr. Song." ”

Song Qiancheng didn't snort, and his head was still hurt by Wen Lishu's roar just now.

Song Qiancheng came behind the iron gate and opened the door for Weng Ran.

Weng Ran is delicate, and he often understands it at one point, Song Qiancheng suddenly called someone over, and he had guessed what Song Qiancheng wanted to do.

Disagreeing with his approach, he pursed his lips and wanted to persuade a few words, but thinking about his identity, he still held back, he suppressed those words in his heart, and said instead: "Someone brought it over." ”

Song Qiancheng stood tall in the middle of the door, and his eyes were cast on the three black business cars outside the door, in which sat the people he wanted.

The desperate look in Wen Lishu's eyes that Wen Lishu looked at him just now was in her mind, and this was the first time she had shown such a look, which made him feel a faint pain somewhere in his heart.

He pondered for a few seconds, and finally sighed, and said to Weng Ran in a dull tone, "Go back." ”

Weng Ran was overjoyed when he heard this, Song Qiancheng took the initiative to dispel the idea, this was a great joy, he didn't hesitate, and immediately ordered someone to quickly drive the car away.

The car came and went in a hurry, and the gate returned to calm, Song Qiancheng raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, leaned against the pillar and took a cigarette out, lit it, and smoked half a cigarette.

Only when his emotions calmed down a little did he extinguish the cigarette.

Walking back to the villa again, Wen Lishu was lying on the ground, staying motionless, he didn't enter the house, so he yelled at her: "Go to the worker's room and think about it, wait until I think about how to clean you up, and then come to settle accounts with you." ”

Wen Li's book was already dead, but when she heard his words, she suddenly sat up and looked at the door in a daze.

At this time, Song Qiancheng turned around and left unhappily.

Her eyes followed his back, and she saw him walk to the garage, and it wasn't long before a super-stylish sports car pulled out.

The sound of the engine slowly weakened, and it was not until he couldn't hear it that Wen Lishu was in a trance and believed that he had escaped.

After tossing for several hours, Wen Lishu was also tired, she dragged her tired body and walked to the workers' room in the most corner.

When she pushed the door in, she took off her thin coat.

She was scared just now, and she was already sweating profusely.

Finding a tissue, she simply wiped the sweat off her forehead, and then walked to the small single bed and lay down.

She looked up at the ceiling, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was as if she would not die.

The shock is not timely, but it is also accompanied by a trace of distress, and some hesitation.

Song Qiancheng is so uncertain, and he doesn't know how he wants to settle accounts with her.

At this time, the Ah Q spirit in her body ran out to comfort herself, it's okay, it will be fine in a few days.

Closing her eyes, Wen Lishu took a nap in the room before getting up again.

Walking back into the living room, there was no one in the room, the servants hadn't been seen for a long time, and they didn't know where they had gone.

She surveyed the living room before stepping up the stairs.

In the café just now, the audition that Sister Yang said is related to the future position, and she must pay attention to it.

Therefore, she had to take advantage of Song Qiancheng's absence to take out her passport, otherwise she would not be able to go abroad.

Going to the master bedroom, Wen Lishu walked to the dresser, opened the drawer, and found the passport.

When she got it, she didn't dare to stop and left immediately.

But God played a joke on her, she had just stepped out of the door of the room, but Song Qiancheng came back, and she had to go up the stairs.

At this moment, the two met head-on.

Wen Lishu was abrupt, thinking that he would not be so weak, why did Song Qiancheng suddenly come back again.

There was no way to escape now, she nervously grabbed the passport in her hand, and the pestle did not move at the door.

Song Qiancheng walked up slowly, and kept putting pressure on her with his eyes during the period.

Standing in front of her, he asked with a clear and unhappy face: "I let you stay in the worker's room, who approved you to come up?"

She trembled, "I'm just here to get my passport." ”

After explaining, Wen Lishu left in a hurry.

Song Qiancheng held her wrist with one hand and dragged her back.

He stared at the sundress on her body, and said lightly: "If you are not willing to be lonely and come to me, just say it directly, why use such a clumsy excuse." ”