Shitong sat calmly opposite, although his heart was turbulent, but his face was very indifferent to Bai Yixin. Bai Yixin smiled and said: "Miss Liu, you are indeed very good at dressing up, and you look good, no wonder my brother and Yichen are fascinated by your beauty!" ”

Although Bai Yixin is smiling, the tone of her voice is prickly, and the poet is already smiling, the smile is so perfect, very confident! People fell in love, and their voices were as crisp and moving as a clear spring: "Thank you, but it is a woman's nature to dress up." ”

The gentleness of the poetry boy made Bai Yixin very unhappy, this annoyance was clearly written on her face, and the bright smile instantly retracted and said angrily: "I think you should be familiar with my name!" ”

Looking at her slightly angry look, Shitong still said in a faint tone, as if she didn't care about Bai Yixin's cunning: "Well, I've heard a little." ”

Shi Tong's simple words and calm expression made Bai Yixin angry, Shi Tong didn't take her in his eyes at all! didn't feel any of her lethality, and his voice glared at Shi Tong even more angrily and said, "Since that's the case, then we have something to say!" ”

"Okay, please." Shitong nodded, looked at Bai Yixin's fair cheeks very seriously, and said angrily, with two words already written on her fair cheeks.

"Liu Shitong, don't look like you don't care, in fact, you should be so uncomfortable in your heart that you want to die! The relationship between me and Yichen is not something that can be broken. Bai Yixin was really angered by Shitong's calm appearance, and said coldly.

Shitong leaned forward and stirred the coffee in front of him, and said after a moment: "Actually, Miss Bai has already talked to me like this, and our chat will not be so tiring." Shitong paused for a moment and didn't give Bai Yixin a chance to speak, then continued: "If you want to say that you don't care, how many people can not care if it's an ex-boyfriend or an ex-girlfriend!" But whether you can break it or not is your problem, whether my husband can rekindle his old relationship with you, that's my business with him. ”

Shitong is obviously declaring sovereignty, the word husband hit Bai Yixin very hard, Bai Yixin gritted her teeth and stared at Shitong and thought, "People are beautiful, but their hearts are so vicious." Then he sinisterly tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "Hehe... Don't you know? Or did I know that I just deliberately pretended not to know, Yichen married you just to see me. He knows that you are the woman my brother likes, so he chose you for revenge. ”

When she heard these words, Shitong's hand holding the coffee couldn't help but tighten, Bai Yixin was right, how could she not have thought about this! It's just that her current happiness is the last thing she wants to lose, even if these are true, she doesn't want to believe it.

Seeing that the poet was silent, Bai Yixin said with a smug look: "Think about the fact that I have left him for three years, he has never been interested in anyone in the past three years, why is he interested in you." I believe that Yi Chen should investigate your affairs thoroughly, he has always been very careful. ”

"Investigation?" Shitong looked at Bai Yixin in astonishment, she had never thought of these two words.

Bai Yixin nodded affirmatively: "Yes!" Oh. Hehe... You don't know, and it's not your fault. With a background like ours, if you want to get married, you will definitely investigate the other party clearly, otherwise how do you know if you have any bad records or anything like that, not to mention that Yichen is still the chairman of the group, so he will be more careful if he wants to get married. ”

Insulting Bai Yixin, Shitong gritted his teeth, forcibly endured it, and said with a light smile: "Oh~ Hey, is it?" I don't know much about your lifestyle, but you could have lived a more tiring life. In other words, what is shown on TV should also be true! The wife found someone to investigate whether her husband had a mistress outside. Hmm~ It's really tiring. It was as if the poet had suddenly come to his senses.