Chapter Twenty-Three: Women Are Fickle.

How afraid Jiang Xi is of pain, how can Song Junting know?

"Do you know how many knives Jiang Shen used on my face and body in order to make me look similar to the real Jiang Xi......" Jiang Xi said in a trembling voice, the redness hidden in her eyes made Song Junting panic for a moment.

This woman's eyes have always been like this, her eyes seem to be able to speak, and they always make people feel pity for no reason.

Song Junting is not a person who likes to be merciful, he is as cold-blooded as an ordinary businessman in his bones. A businessman may do charity, but that is only mercy within the limits of his ability. It's very different from the mercy of everyday life.

However, when looking at Jiang Xi, Song Junting will always be soft-hearted.

On Jiang Xi's face, only the eyes are truly her own. is also the only thing she can see, what makes her different from the real Jiang Xi......

"I'm afraid of pain, every time the plastic surgery anesthesia is gone, I can't cry, but I can't cry, if I cry, the wound will be infected, it will heal more slowly, I will hurt more......" Jiang Xi trembled with every word when he spoke.

The fear of recalling these is even more than the fear she had when she got along with Song Junting.

Song Junting reached out and probed her forehead, and sure enough, she was having a fever.

From the moment he hugged her at Fu Xin's house just now, he felt that something was wrong with her palms. And now that she was inexplicably excited, he wondered if she had a fever.

Really.

"You have a fever. ”

"It's okay, that's what happens when I'm nervous. Jiang Xi has long been used to it, "If you are worried about your child, don't worry, I will be cured after a sleep." ”

When she was in Canada, she had developed the habit of getting through her illness on her own.

"Isn't this your child?" Song Junting felt a little unhappy when he heard her words, this unhappiness was blurted out, and Jiang Xi caught a hint of urgency in his words.

She knew that if he had thought about it, he would never have said such a thing with his senses.

Song Junting had a trace of remorse, and it was difficult to recover it.

Without waiting for her to reply, he walked around the front of the car to the passenger seat, opened the door and sat in.

Song Junting's speed was very steady, and after driving the car into the congested traffic in the evening, he spoke: "Don't bother to run away again." Next time, it may not be me who will bring you back, it will be Jiang Shen. ”

Jiang Xi didn't speak, but looked at the turbulent traffic outside the car window, the city was full of traffic, as if everyone was in a hurry, some people rushed from morning to night, and some people were running all their lives. People in the city are the most indifferent, and they don't seem to have time to ask the people around them.

She had nothing to say, because she knew that Song Junting was right. Jiang Shen must also be trying to take her back.

"yes. Jiang Xi said lightly, "I am Jiang Shen's carefully made artwork, how can he be willing to be taken away like this? He has spent a lot of thought and money on me." ”

The irony in these three words of art is very obvious.

"If you don't like living in the Song House, I have a spare apartment in the city that you can move in for a while. "Song Junting has already made a big concession. Such a concession is still unique to Song Junting.

"What about you?" she finally withdrew her gaze from the window and asked Song Junting, "It's not that I don't like living in the Song Mansion, I just don't like living with you." ”

The simplest and most direct words were only Jiang Xi at this time who dared to say it in front of Song Junting.

She knew that she wouldn't annoy him any more, so she spoke a little more unscrupulously.

"I'm staying with you. Song Junting's behavior puzzled Jiang Xi.

He was a smart man, and he must have understood what she was saying. But he still stubbornly said that he wanted to live with her, and Jiang Xi didn't know what was going on, but he felt that he was getting more and more strange.

Everything has a reason, and Song Junting seems to have no reason for these things.

"Can't Mr. Song understand Mandarin? or can't understand human language?" Jiang Xi's words seemed a little ugly, "I don't like where I live, with you." ”

Song Junting didn't speak, but the car drove straight in the direction of Song's house.

Jiang Xi knew that he was angry, so he suppressed his temperament and didn't speak.

When ordinary men hear women say that they are disgusted with themselves, most of them will feel insulted, not to mention that Song Junting has always listened to flattery.

"The bigger the child grows, the greater the risk for me to take it off. Maybe Mr. Song thinks it's nothing, but my life is also my life. Jiang Xi spoke again, since she said it today, she would like to say more, "Please also ask Mr. Song to raise his noble hand." ”

"The rest of the things can be discussed, and the children's affairs are not discussed. ”

Seemingly...... Still no chance.

Jiang Xi hung his head, this child will be born after all......

"Then I hope that Ji Shuiqing will not appear in front of me, I feel a headache. Jiang Xi opened her mouth, her concession and compromise were so fast that Song Junting was also surprised.

Women are fickle.

"Yes. ”

*

Song House.

When the nanny and housekeeper saw Jiang Xi coming back, they didn't know how to open their mouths and face Jiang Xi.

Yesterday, the police took her away from Song's house, and you can imagine how embarrassing the scene was, even if Song Junting was not there, the housekeeper and nanny still felt embarrassed. They were also shocked that Song Junting was able to bring Jiang Xi back so calmly.

"You don't have to restrict her from coming in and out in the future, just keep her safe. Song Junting spoke to the housekeeper in a tone of admonition.

This request made Jiang Xi feel strange, why did his attitude towards her get better after this time?

Could it be that it is said on the Internet that women are made in heaven and earth, and men will like it?

Jiang Xi smiled and went to the upstairs bathroom to wash up.

She took off the clothes on her body that had been touched by that man and threw them directly into the trash, she felt a little disgusting, and she didn't know how Fu Xin was so fascinated by such a man before.

As soon as she finished taking off, there was a knock on the bathroom door, and she subconsciously felt that Song Junting was going to come in, so she hurriedly walked to the door and pressed the button to lock the door to prevent Song Junting from suddenly breaking in.

The sound of the door locking was neither light nor heavy, and when it fell into the ears of Song Junting outside the door, his face was slightly gloomy.

So to guard against him. Very good.

"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Xi had a bad tone, always guarding him like a thief.

"Come out as soon as you finish washing. ”

"......" Jiang Xi didn't understand what could happen in a few minutes, but she still unconsciously sped up the speed of washing, and when she came out, she saw Song Junting standing at the door of the study.

Jiang Xi thought to himself, didn't he want to talk about the fact that she used his computer before?