Huo Xiumo looked at her smug appearance with a smile, and his thin lips pulled lightly: "Most of the hypocrisy of women is pretended, and you can choose one between a beating and a, Mrs. Huo, what do you think?" ”

Jiang Yansheng was silent for a while, and told him with a smirk on his face: "Mr. Huo, loving your wife is a traditional Chinese virtue, and I sincerely hope you can have it." ”

"Oh? Why don't you say fear of guilt. ”

Jiang Yansheng asked him, "Are you afraid of your wife?" ”

Huo Xiumo's eyes darkened, and he asked rhetorically, "Is it possible?" ”

Jiang Yansheng knew the answer, so he would not continue to talk to him in a self-depressing manner, and after eating, he went to the yard for a walk to eat.

In the next period of time, Nanxun helped her win the place of the guest singer of the big show, and she either stayed in the villa to spend a leisurely life, or went to the studio to practice singing.

Occasionally, Huo Xiumo would come to pick her up and go to Huo's house together, or pick her up from work.

I don't know if he is sensitive or suspicious, Jiang Yansheng always feels that his whereabouts are clearly grasped by Huo Xiumo, and every time he appears, it seems to be just in time.

She hinted in private that she talked about Nan Xun, and after Nan Xun heard it, she was very surprised and said: "Shengsheng, could it be that you are being followed by media reporters?" Otherwise, how can someone follow you? ”

The more topical public figures are, the more famous they are, and they are inevitably entangled by several paparazzi, which is indeed very common in the entertainment industry.

Jiang Yansheng sat cross-legged on the lazy sofa and hesitated: "You say...... Is it possible that it was a Hoshomerite? ”

Nanxun didn't understand: "You didn't steal a man, and you didn't go to Macau to gamble behind his back, he didn't have to do this." ”

Jiang Yan's voice was choked, remembering that the last time she found out that the man who insulted Liang Wan'er was Feng Zhoulong, she ran to Ji Wenlun's villa a little out of control, and then returned home at night, Huo Xiumo seemed to be very sure that she had a private meeting with a man.

So far, Jiang Yansheng doesn't know what details she has exposed, and he also suspects that Huo Xiumo questioned her about her private meeting with a wild man, not just talking in anger.

"Alas, have you been practicing singing lately, and you are under some mental pressure?" Nanxun asked her tentatively.

In fact, on the road to fame, Nanxun has long vaguely discovered that Jiang Yansheng's mental state is not very good, and maybe the genius who is engaged in creation will be a little abnormal.

As long as Jiang Yansheng is in trouble, she likes to get drunk and can't bear it, or she goes to Macau to lose her family, and she will settle down for a long time.

Jiang Yansheng held his forehead and rubbed his eyebrows: "Maybe I'm thinking too much." ”

"Preferably." Nan Xun said this verbally, and thought in his heart that he wanted to go to the media.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yansheng came out of the singing room, and she drove away by herself, but she never thought that when she got on the viaduct, she would be distracted and rear-end with the car in front of her.

Jiang Yansheng's fingers holding the steering wheel tightened slightly, looking at the luxury car parked in front of him, he was still a little dazed for a while.

What was she thinking?

In my memory, there seems to be a moment of childhood scene, she was tightly held in the arms of a woman with dyed yellow hair, and the pungent inferior perfume came to her face.

The woman had a lot of strength and stuffed her rudely into the trunk, and in the cramped space, one could feel the despair of life.

Later, yes, there was a small car accident with a rear-end collision.

But her small body was tied up and couldn't struggle, all the cries for help were stuck in her throat, and she screamed so much that she collapsed, and she couldn't hear a police voice even if the police passed by.

"Knock!"

The car window was suddenly knocked on, making Jiang Yan come back to his senses in a trance, and he opened his eyes to look outside in a daze.

Gaze shifted from above.

She saw a familiar, handsome face, and her long, thick eyelashes blinked twice.

After the window was lowered, Ji Wenlun asked the white-faced woman in the car: "Are you injured?" ”

"I'm driving very slowly......" Jiang Yansheng spoke, his throat hoarse.

"You get out of the car." Ji Wenlun couldn't concentrate on driving at all when she saw her in such a state, and her voice was quiet and beautiful, but there was a hint of obedience.

Jiang Yansheng shook his head: "My legs are numb." ”

Ji Wenlun opened the car door, bent down and reached out to take out the woman in the driver's seat, the movement was very gentle and slow.

Jiang Yansheng closed his eyes and calmed his breathing: "I hit you, right?" ”

"Well, I must thank your men for their mercy, otherwise I would have to be a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks with you today." Ji Wenlun's clean voice was playful, put her in his car, and before he did, he lowered his eyes, looked at the woman's white side face and said, "It seems that I have suffered a little bit by going to Huangquan with a married woman." ”

Jiang Yansheng laughed because of his words, his expression was still very pale: "Don't be, I can't bear your strength." ”

"You can even eat Huo Xiumo, will you be able to eat me?"

Ji Wenlun fastened her seat belt, and a casual joke made Jiang Yansheng's breathing suffocate slightly for a few seconds, and he looked at him seriously and said, "It's really unbearable." ”

"It's just right, I don't like to raise a loser like you."

Ji Wenlun swept his gaze towards the woman next to him, and the corners of his lips hung with a gentle arc: "Ms. Jiang, follow me back to the villa and go to the hospital, choose the same." ”

Ms. Jiang again!

Jiang Yansheng saw that he had hit his car, and endured: "I'm not going anywhere." ”

"Go to the villa, treat your mental state, go to the hospital, check if you are injured...... Ji Wenlun paused, looked at her meaningfully and asked in a low voice: "Or do you prefer me to return you to Huo Xiumo with my own hands?" ”

"I was originally his, and you still use it?"

Jiang Yansheng is very reluctant to any treatment now, and even her tone is very bad, she closes her eyes and pretends to be dead, but she doesn't choose.

Ji Wenlun made a phone call and asked the secretary to deal with the follow-up of the car accident, restarted the car, and drove in the direction of the hospital.

Everyone is in his car, and he is not afraid that she will run away.

Hospital.

Jiang Yansheng was coerced and lured by Ji Wenlun, and sat in the infirmary with a straight face, while cooperating with the doctors and nurses, she stared at Ji Wenlun with cold eyes.

This man sat on the sofa in a resting white suit, his posture was elegant, and his slender white fingers were flipping through the magazines, and he was really more leisurely than anyone else in any occasion.

"Sir, your wife's body ......"

As soon as the doctor spoke, Ji Wenlun said unhurriedly: "Sorry, interrupt, this Ms. Jiang drove into me, and I have a relationship with her as the victim and the murderer." ”

The doctor was amazed, the aura of these two people was so harmonious, and they thought they were a couple.

"Now you can go on, what's wrong with her?" Ji Wenlun put the magazine aside and listened attentively.

The doctor looked at Jiang Yansheng, then at Ji Wenlun, and spit out the words stuck in his throat, just two words: "Very good." ”