As soon as these words came out, Song Ci's expression changed in an instant.

She stared at Zhou Yong meaningfully, and her voice was a little annoyed: "You follow me? ”

In this regard, Zhou Yong just shook his head.

"So you really went to her, right?"

It was hard for him to believe that Song Ci would take the initiative to trouble Jiang Zhenzhen, especially after the scandal.

But Jiang Zhenzhen's attitude and the recording files handed over to her all confirm her words.

Hearing the aggressiveness of his words, Song Ci was stunned, and hooked his lips with a sneer: "What, this is to help your little lover find a scene?" ”

She wanted to explain that Jiang Zhen was really stalking herself, but looking at Zhou Yong's appearance, Song Ci didn't bother to speak at all.

Zhou Yong's expression was ugly, his slender fingers tightened, and Song Ci, who was in pain, frowned.

She gritted her teeth and turned her face away, and snorted coldly: "Let go." ”

Seeing the disgust surging in her eyes, Zhou Yong was stunned for a moment, and then let go of his hand.

This made Song Ci push the car door menacingly and step out with long legs.

The corners of her lips were cold, staring at the figure of Zhou Ji getting out of the car, only to feel a throbbing pain in her heart.

How could he think of himself like that?

Song Ci laughed angrily, and didn't forget to ridicule a few sentences: "You and your little lover are really good all the way, and they both have quite strong brain replenishment abilities." ”

"She's not a little lover."

Zhou Yong's voice was raised, and his eyes stared at Song Ci coldly.

He rarely showed this face to Song Ci.

The few rare times are all because of Jiang Zhenzhen.

Thinking of this, Song Ci's mood became more complicated and depressed, and she replied impatiently: "Well, it's not a little lover, it's your true love Bai Yueguang, okay." ”

After the words fell, she pushed open the door of Zhou's house without looking back.

Zhou Yong looked at Song Ci's cold and purple face, didn't say anything more, and followed her steps in silence.

After all, a few minutes later, they will still play the role of a loving couple.

When Song Ci entered the door, he heard Mrs. Zhou's elated voice: "Ci, I'm here so early today." ”

Hearing this, Song Ci's boring mood eased a little, and he barely smiled.

"Grandma, I'm not that busy today."

Old Madam Zhou nodded happily: "Okay, if you want me to resign, you are too serious, and you should rest more." ”

Song Ci smiled undeniably, and slowly walked into the living room with Mrs. Zhou's body in his arms.

Zhou Can was still sitting on the sofa, happily chatting with friends.

After seeing Song Ci, she rolled her eyes as usual, and didn't say anything because of the presence of Mrs. Zhou.

Regarding Zhou Can's attitude, Song Ci has long been accustomed to it.

But in an instant, she thought of the appearance of Zhou Can and Jiang Zhenzhen smiling and chatting before, and couldn't help but evoke a mocking smile.

Jiang Zhenzhen is really a good means.

Thinking about it, Song Ci felt a little headache, so he simply stayed away from Zhou Ji and sat down next to Mrs. Zhou.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou was a little puzzled, and was about to ask, but Song Ci took the first step to speak: "Grandma, I haven't seen you for too long, I miss you, let me sit next to you today~"

She looks like the face that the elders like, and with her soft and sweet coquettish words, Mrs. Zhou is overjoyed and happy.

"Okay, just sit with me."

Hearing this, Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief invisibly.

She didn't bother to play next to Zhou Yong, so she might as well chat with Mrs. Zhou all night.

Zhou Can looked at Song Ci, who was talking happily with Mrs. Zhou, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he muttered softly: "I know how to tie up grandma." ”

Zhou Yong sat next to her, his eyes sank, and he scolded sharply: "Zhou Can." ”

"Cut."

Hearing this, Zhou Can naturally would not argue with his brother, who was usually stern, and stopped speaking after protesting in a low voice.

After dinner, Mrs. Zhou had been coaxed by Song Ci so that her eyes narrowed into a slit.

She stroked the back of Song Ci's hand, with some distress: "Ci Ci usually eats more, look at your thin weight, and you will suffer when you have a child later." ”

Mrs. Zhou was very satisfied with Song Ci, her granddaughter-in-law, and basically identified her, so she was naturally looking forward to Zhou Yong and her giving birth to a new little life.

Hearing this, Song Ci's body shook, the smile in his eyes dissipated, but the corners of his lips were still hooked: "I know, grandma, don't worry." ”

After getting Song Ci's assurance, Mrs. Zhou was even more satisfied, patted her forearm and waved her hand: "Okay, grandma should also rest, you go to sleep." ”

Song Ci actually wanted to refuse.

Based on the appearance of her arguing with Zhou Yong just now, if she shared the same bed tonight, something might happen.

But looking at Mrs. Zhou's loving face, Song Ci's words of refusal lingered in her mouth for a long time, and in the end she swallowed it, bowing her head slightly: "Good night, grandma." ”

Immediately after, she walked to Zhou Yong's side with a light smile, and her voice was very soft: "Let's go." ”

The voice and movements were very familiar and natural, and Mrs. Zhou, who watched it, was satisfied for a while, and then turned around and went back to her room.

After Mrs. Zhou left, Zhou Yong clearly saw that the eagerness and joy in Song Ci's eyes had transformed into indifference.

She squinted at him and walked upstairs without looking back.

The sound of slippers clattering and clattering resounded throughout the second floor.

After thinking about it for a while, he still followed Song Ci into the door, and then turned around and locked the room.

"Song Ci."

As soon as he spoke, Song Ci frowned and waved his hand: "I don't want to talk to you now, don't bother me." ”

Zhou Yong's attitude made her a little disheartened, and she was even reluctant to explain the things he misunderstood, and just wanted to sleep well.

But this is undoubtedly an evasion from the facts in Zhou's view.

So he sank his face and slowly approached Song Ci: "I just want to make it clear to you, I won't delay you too much." ”

Hearing Zhou Yong say this, the irritability in Song Ci's heart rose again, and he couldn't help but pick up the pillow and smash it.

"Smack!"

The pillow smashed against his tall frame, and then fell uncontrollably.

Zhou Yong's face was gloomy, he didn't care about Song Ci's sudden movements, and continued to take a few steps closer.

His shadow completely enveloped Song Ci.

"Don't mix unrelated people in the affairs between us, I can give you the contract and profit you want, but Jiang Zhenzhen, you can't move."

Zhou Yong's breathing was a little heavy, and he opened his mouth word by word.

And these words were like a sharp sword that pierced through Song Ci's heart.

Is he finally reluctant to even hide it?

In the past, Zhou Ji would not have said it so obviously, but now, he took the initiative to make it clear to himself.

Song Ci laughed at himself and stared at Zhou Yong's eyes.

There's a bit of firmness, and there's a bit of undoubtedness.

It's just that she didn't have the gentleness she used to see.

Indeed, his gentleness will not be given to himself now.

Thinking of this, Song Ci was suffocated as if he was in an ice cellar, and his fingers tightened a little bit of strength.

She raised her eyes and met Zhou Yong's gaze.

"You're such a big lover, Zhou Ji."