Song Yong said that the try was serious.

The time he went back became shorter, giving Chu Ying more personal space, most of the time with work and people at work.

He didn't hide it, and showed it to Chu Ying frankly.

In front of her, she had a separate video conference with Zhang Jiayu, saying that it was a meeting, it was more like chatting alone, and the atmosphere between the two was brisk, even if it was talking about work, it was not so rigid.

Song Yong's face was a smile that Chu Ying hadn't seen for a long time.

Passing by the door of the study.

Chu Ying briefly looked at Song Yong, and when Chu Ying walked over, Song Yong closed the door, and the laughter belonging to the woman inside was harsh to Chu Ying.

I don't know how late we talked.

Song Yong opened the door and came in, did not sleep, and took away his pillow.

When she was about to go out, Chu Ying sat up, a dim wall lamp at the head of the bed lit up, her eyes were resentful, and there was a loss that could not be ignored.

「…… Where are you going?"

Song Yong hasn't said a few words to her these days, and I think about it, after marriage, there are more troubles in life between them, as well as the obstructions in Song Yong's family, these trivial things will exhaust their feelings.

There is less of the attraction of hormones between men and women, and Zhang Jiayu, who works with Song Yong and has a similar family background, is more compatible with him, and even has more topics.

He found people who were more interested, which should be a good thing.

But Chu Ying watched them get closer and closer, and she was inevitably sad and disappointed.

Song Yong's words were gentle, "If you want a divorce, I always have to try to get along with others, and when I really like other people, we can divorce."

"Isn't this the right time?"

"I haven't liked anyone else yet."

Chu Ying blinked, unable to understand what he liked, "You work together, and you have to chat after work, in my opinion, you get along very well, much more compatible than me."

Song Yong held the pillow, perhaps because he had worked for too long, and a faint tiredness fell on his face, and he was in the dark, but his face was young.

Chu Ying is serious.

Song Yong showed a hint of interest in the smile, "We are just compatible at work, and in other places, I am more compatible with you, which you should have deeply experienced."

Knowing what Song Yong meant at once, she picked up the pillow behind her back and smashed it on Song Yong, "Bastard, get out."

Song Yong was out of breath, and silently looked at the pillow at his feet, as if he intended to anger Chu Ying, "I will try with her in a few days, and if these aspects are also compatible, we will separate."

When the light fell into her eyes, Chu Ying's pupils seemed to be shining with tears, her throat choked, and her mouth was stiff, "Okay, you'd better keep your promise."

*

Even if it was for the sake of Qi Chuying, Song Yong still considered that she would be lonely, so he called Liang Kaiyan to accompany her.

Zhao Zhu sent Liang Kaiyan over, and her anxiety was written on her face on the way, and she kept asking, "Brother Zhao Zhu, I don't agree with that Chu Ying, why did my cousin let me go?"

"Don't you like to be with Song Yong?" Zhao Zhu treats her as a child, and the child's heart is like this, as long as she can be with the person she likes, "Isn't it good that you can accompany Song Yong in the past, as long as you don't have conflicts with Chu Ying?"

"Where is it ......?"

Liang Kaiyan lowered his head and muttered, "My cousin doesn't like to be with me now, he only has that woman in his heart, and for her, he made that kind of trouble with the family, and offended the third uncle, I really don't know if he is crazy."

"Alright."

Zhao Zhu stopped the car and looked at the house in front of him, Song Yong and Chu Ying lived here, which was secluded and very suitable for Chu Ying to live.

When they arrived, Chu Ying was standing on the balcony on the second floor, the meager sunlight falling on her hair, floating with a layer of golden light, making her skin look abnormally white, the blood vessels on her body turned blue, her arms were on the railing, and there was a cigarette between her fingers.

She doesn't look like a good woman.

Liang Kaiyan has seen this kind of woman, the past lover of the little uncle, and the lovers brought to the business by some uncles and uncles, are like Chu Ying, they can be beautiful and charming, but they must not occupy the identity of the wife.

But Song Yong did it.

I can't tell the reason, Liang Kaiyan thought, she should be envious of Chu Ying, she admires Song Yong so much, and Chu Ying is lukewarm to Song Yong, eating him to death.

There are some means.

See them coming.

Chu Ying didn't go downstairs to greet her, she stood there smoking as usual, if it weren't for Liang Kaiyan clamoring to go out for a walk as soon as she came, she wouldn't have changed her formal clothes and went downstairs to accompany her.

Song Yong's tone on the phone was not good, and the words he said were not good, but the meaning was there, "No matter what, you are still my wife, and you are also a sister-in-law of Kaiyan, isn't it natural for you to accompany her out for a walk?"

"I'll be no longer there soon."

"At least for now."

Chu Ying sighed, "There's no next time."

Sitting in the car, Zhao drove the car, Liang Kaiyan sat next to Chu Ying, racking his brains to find something to talk to her, "Sister-in-law, my cousin is very busy with work, isn't it boring for you to be here alone, but I can accompany you later."

Chu Ying put her left leg on her right leg, tidied up the hem of her skirt, and her tone was extremely cold, "Don't worry, don't bother me."

Zhao drove the car and smiled.

He knew that Chu Ying was like this, she was neither a woman who was bound by rules and regulations in a wealthy family, nor was she a simple and gentle girl from the countryside, she was like this, pungent and self-conscious, and it was in this way that she would attract the rule-following Song Yong.

Liang Kaiyan was choked by her, but still smiled, "...... But my cousin asked me to spend more time with you, and I didn't dare to disobey him."

Chu Ying: "He's your cousin, not your father."

At this time, Zhao Zhu couldn't help laughing, Chu Ying's eye knife was handed behind him, and his smile immediately stopped.

Liang Kaiyan was raised by the rich, he had to buy whatever he liked, he never looked at the price, and what he bought this time was recorded in Song Yong's account, but it was only two hours later, and there were already big bags and small bags in his hands. c

That wasn't enough, and she rushed to the jewelry section again.

Zhao Zhu walked beside Chu Ying and spoke to her in a low voice, "Have you been bad with Song Yong recently?"

"Not good."

It's so bad that it's about to be separated.

"I finally got married, so I shouldn't have wasted this time." Zhao Chai sincerely advised.

Chu Ying lowered her eyelids, very sad, "It's not that I want to spoil it, it's that I realized that we are indeed not suitable to live together."

While chatting, Liang Kaiyan in the distance suddenly shouted, "Isn't that cousin? Why is he here?"

I heard that it was Song Yong.

Chu Ying didn't realize it herself, her pace was much faster, she walked to Liang Kaiyan's side, and looked in the direction of her finger, Song Yong was accompanying Zhang Jiayu, he was standing beside her, gently brushing the hair on her sideburns, holding earrings in his hand, through her earlobe.