Over the years, Mo Xin has worked hard to play the role of a 'wife', wanting to ease the relationship between the two.

But Song Cangyuan turned a blind eye, except for work and fitness all year round, he was locked in the study to burn incense and read, and he had no desires.

There are some things that only Mo Xin knows in his heart, although Song Cangyuan has never said it.

Although she did not get a certificate in China when she was with Song Cangyuan, she can be regarded as a 'daughter-in-law' certified by her in-laws.

Her sister Molly had taken her teachings to heart during her lifetime, and she couldn't let go so easily.

When Mo Xin sat in the co-pilot, Song Cangyuan hadn't gotten into the car yet.

Mo Xin began to look through the storage boxes in a panic, trying to find some clues inside.

However, she didn't notice anything, and she felt that she might be a little nervous and couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Song Cangyuan frowned slightly and came up to the cab.

Just now, Song Cangyuan went to wash his hands and made a phone call.

It was Ji Shuman who called.

As soon as Song Cangyuan picked up the phone, Ji Shuman's crying voice came, "Brother Cangyuan......

And then I kept crying.

Song Cangyuan listened quietly, his eyebrows twisted together, and after a long time, he asked, "Shuman, what happened?" ”

Ji Shuman finally stopped crying and stammered, "...... Brother Cangyuan, I'm ...... My Stud Earrings...... Looks like it fell into your car......"

Song Cangyuan thought it was a big deal, but when he heard that it was an earring, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll look for it, if I can't find it, I'll buy you a new one!"

"No, no, that's the only one, I can't buy it, it's my mother's relic......"

Ji Shuman began to cry again after speaking.

Song Cangyuan was silent when she heard this, it turned out to be her mother's relic, no wonder she was so sad.

He hurriedly comforted her: "Shuman, don't worry, I'll help you get it back!" ”

"Really? Brother Cangyuan, can you get it back? ”

"Shuman, you believe me!"

"Okay, I believe in you, Brother Cangyuan, but I miss you so much, what should I do? Last night I dreamed that you were kissing me, you kissing my lips, and you were biting me......"

"Enough, Ji Shuman!"

The blazing white light above his head fell, and Song Cangyuan stood in front of the washstand, with his back to the light, his face was a shadow, his eyebrows were frowning, and his eyes were dark.

He felt an itch in his throat, a wave of chagrin accumulated in his chest, and he couldn't help but scold Ji Shuman.

Ji Shuman seemed to be frightened by him and stopped making a sound.

After a while, Song Cangyuan sighed imperceptibly.

"If nothing else, I'll hang up the phone, find the stud and contact you."

After Song Cangyuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone and put down the phone, and his bony hands reached under the sensor faucet of the handwashing station.

The sound of the water rattled, and the icy water passed the back of his hand.

His restless heart calmed a little, and he raised his eyes to look at himself in the mirror, and took a deep breath.

Ji Shuman, who was on the other end of the phone, was lazily lying on the bay window of the study at the moment.

She tilted her head, her phone tucked between her ears and her shoulders and neck, and between her fingers she played with a white camellia pearl stud earring and a brown-colored horn clasp.

The horn buckle is crystal clear, with irregular patterns, revealing a sense of high-end texture, and it is exclusive customization at a glance.

Ji Shuman was wearing a white suspender belt and light blue denim shorts, revealing snow-white right-angled shoulders, perfect collarbones, and jet-black soft hair behind her.

The slender waist of less than a hand, revealing a piece of tender white, straight buttocks, white and slender legs slightly bent, held in the air, a pair of tender white jade feet swaying flexibly, ten toes are white and delicate, and the red nails are very eye-catching.

The sun poured in from the window and fell on her, like a delicate little face without pores and pink, like an angel, but with a hint of evil smile, and there was not a single tear on her face.

"Miss Shuman, my lord asked me to tell you to come downstairs for dinner."

The maid's aunt shouted outside the door again.

Ji Shuman frowned, the phone "snapped" and was thrown aside, she sat up and replied impatiently to the door: "Got it!" ”

The maid aunt shook her head and left.

Ji Shuman jumped lightly from the bay window, stood on tiptoe on the carpet, walked to the desk, opened the bottom drawer, took out a small wooden box, and carefully put the earrings and horn buckles inside.

Ji Shuman turned his head and glanced at the corner.

The oil portrait of her mother, which she spent a month repeatedly polishing, had not had time to frame it, but Ji Chengze had two holes pierced with a toy gun.

That night, she slapped Young Master Ji with her hands, and then she was slapped back by Wang Yunyun twice.

And her father just shook his head and sighed in front of her, saying that she was not sensible.

She wept silently and rushed into the darkness, but no one came out to look for her.

She hates the ugly faces of everyone here, and she wants to secretly run back to beauty. country to go.

She deliberately dressed up mature and charming, and went to nightclubs in search of excitement.

Until she met Song Cangyuan, Mo Xin's man, the man she once regarded as a god......

A cold chill rose in Ji Shuman's eyes, and she forced her tears back and didn't allow herself to shed tears.

She bit her lower lip and clenched her hands into fists, the scar on the inside of her wrist even more hideous......