Time flickered, and soon it was eleven o'clock in the evening, seeing that the time was not early, Song Jin went to press the doorbell of Wei Yan's villa in the dark, fortunately, the villas are all detached, and the soundproofing facilities here are also the top, and the bell will not affect others.

When it was almost half past eleven, Song Jin received a phone call, which was from the manager she had bought the bag for Liu Xiaoxiao before.

The manager had just finished spending all the accounts in the store for the day, and suddenly remembered that Wei Yan had made a phone call, and the intuition of his subordinates who had been working for a long time told him that he really needed to tell Song Jin about it.

"What! You told Wei Yan about the birthday gift I bought in the store?! ”

Song Jin was shocked, and finally reacted, why is the dog so angry today, she said, how can a text message make Wei Yan's temper for so long,

"Yes, I know you said you bought it for that young lady, oops, that's not the point, okay, okay, I know, that's it, I still have something to do here, just worship... What? You said that you used that black card to consume SMS? No... Why didn't you say it earlier! I didn't ask, but you can't... Hey, forget it, let's ...... like this first."

Song Jin hung up the phone, feeling that the sky was about to fall, she trembled and sent a text message, which was rejected.

Not only that, but she even sent messages on major contact apps, not like last time, and there was no news in the past, on the contrary, she didn't go.

She was blocked.

“......”

Song Jin glared and choked, "I feel like I'm a little bit close to death!" ”

Do you want me to help you?

Song Jin's eyes turned into tears in seconds: "Brother Tong, I know that I didn't hurt you in vain." ”

Don't think too much about it, I'm talking about helping you get a little bit away from death.

“......”

Seeing that the garbage system was hopeless, Song Jin returned to the room and began to calculate how many things were bought with black cards today, and how many text messages Wei Yan received, and how many charges she had.

Song Jin is now a little glad that Liu Xiaoxiao didn't really accept the bag that was used as a birthday gift at that time, with this bag, at least she can still admit it and say that she didn't buy Liu Xiaoxiao's birthday gift at all, she bought it for herself.

In fact, Song Jin can also understand that spending his ex-boyfriend's money, if he doesn't buy him a birthday gift, he just buys it for other women, and he always feels like he is not valued.

But even if she wants to avenge her grievances now, she can't get into the villa, and the news is gone, Song Jin scratched her head a few times irritably, seeing that the time was almost twelve o'clock, and she was probably not the first to tell him happy birthday.

When she rubbed her head, suddenly a cold object touched the skin of her cheeks at her wrist, she shook it, and saw the string of dark blue Buddha beads on her wrist, under the light, the complex and gorgeous Sanskrit words seemed to be flowing with magnificent light.

Ah, there it is.

Her eyes lit up, and she took the string of Buddhist beads that protected her soul from her wrist, and then flashed with a curved sickle, and Song Jin, who had turned into a soul body, floated out of the window, followed by the ornamental box in the drawer.

Fortunately, she kissed Wei Yan before, otherwise the soul of this society might not be able to pick up this box.

Fortunately, it was almost early in the morning, and it was dark all around, only low street lamps illuminated the path, and a box floated out of the window until it reached Wei Yan's villa.