"Shen Wangshu, are you a living bodhisattva? Forgive someone who has hurt me all my life? Forgive someone who has taken advantage of me all my life? No way! Let me tell you Shen Wangshu, I, Song Yiqing, can forgive anyone in this life, but only you, dream! ”

"Yi Qing, I will let you forgive me, I will pay you back everything I owe you in this life, as long as you want it, I will also help you get it."

Looking at this young and handsome face, Song Yiqing was no longer as excited as before, because she understood a truth.

No matter how beautiful things are, what doesn't belong to you doesn't belong to you after all, and you can't force it.

The two fell into silence again, just quietly staring at each other, and I don't know how long it was, after all, it was Shen Wangshu who was defeated and consciously left the room.

Seeing Shen Wangshu walk out of the room, Song Yiqing immediately ran to the door and locked the door, for fear that this man would break in again.

After making sure that he would not turn back again, Song Yiqing was like a frosted eggplant, lying weakly on the bed. She can act in front of Shen Wangshu, but she can't act in front of herself, I have to admit that Song Yiqing still loves Shen Wangshu deep down in her heart, even if she is pressed in her heart, as long as she hears Shen Wangshu's voice, sees Shen Wangshu's figure, and enters his arms...... Her self-righteous defenses will be breached.

Turn off the lights in the room and curl up on the bed.

Looking at the still noisy night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Song Yiqing closed her eyes a little tiredly, at this moment she was like a wounded kitten, hiding in the corner and licking her wounds.

No matter how prosperous it is outside, she will not be tempted again.

No matter how warm Shen Wangshu's embrace is after all, she will no longer be greedy.

——

Song Yiqing still got up early, simply cleaned up and dressed himself, and was ready to go to the crew.

As soon as the door was opened, what greeted me was Shen Wangshu's expressionless but handsome face!

It is still a neatly dressed three-seven point and well-fitting hand-made custom suit, and it still exudes a faint smell of cologne.

"Get out of the way." frowned, and came early in the morning to respond to people.

Shen Wangshu didn't seem to hear the disgust in Song Yiqing's tone at all, and said to Song Yiqing: "Good morning, do you want to go to eat morning together?" ”

Rolling his eyes, the ghost wanted to go to breakfast with him.

Bypassed Shen Wangshu and walked towards the elevator. Who knew that Shen Wangshu would not let go of himself, and he had no intention of following Song Yiqing out of the door of the hotel without stopping.

"What the hell do you want to do!" glared at Shen Wangshu angrily.

"Let's go have breakfast." shrugged his shoulders, and his handsome face was full of innocence.

"Are you going to stop following me after breakfast?"

"Yes."

Song Yiqing no longer cared about Shen Wangshu behind him, and walked by himself.

Maybe Shen Wangshu was too eye-catching, passers-by on the street projected their eyes at Shen Wangshu, and even a bold little girl asked Shen Wangshu for contact information.

Frowning, several bodyguards in black suits walked out from the side and drove the little girls away.

hurriedly followed Song Yiqing, who had already walked far away, and locked his eyes on Song Yiqing, for fear that he would lose her.

After walking for about five or six minutes, Shen Wangshu followed Song Yiqing to a roadside chaos shop.

Shen Wangshu has lived for so long, when has he ever come to eat in such a place?

His face was full of confusion and incredulity, but Song Yiqing still didn't care about Shen Wangshu, walked into the store and found a clean table, and shouted: "Boss, two bowls of wontons, one bowl without coriander." ”

"Oh, okay."

Gritting his teeth, Shen Wangshu walked into the store with an awkward face, sitting opposite Song Yiqing, and looked around from time to time, for fear that someone would take a secret photo.

The waiter quickly brought the wontons to the table, Song Yiqing looked at the wontons, and handed the bowl without coriander to Shen Wangshu, seeing this move, the corners of Shen Wangshu's mouth slightly hooked an arc, and there was a bit of brilliance in his eyes.

She remembers never eating coriander.