In his deep eyes, there was some condescending scrutiny, and his tone was gloomy: "Recently, when you go home so late every day, you are with him?" ”

Chapter 22

Song Wanyue has a kind of guilt in being caught and raped in bed, but it can be seen that she and Xiao He are innocent.

But when Duan Baiting looked at him with such indifferent eyes, the coolness was from head to toe.

"We ...... We just ......"

She couldn't even speak, and stammered. Undoubtedly adding credibility to this seemingly confusing relationship.

Duan Baiting didn't say much more, he hated talking nonsense.

Opened the co-pilot's door and said succinctly: "Get in." ”

Song Wanyue hesitated: "But my car ......"

He tried to retain what little patience he had left: "Isn't there another ? ”

The point of this statement is too obvious.

was suddenly named, Xiao He subconsciously stood up straight: "Duan...... Paragraph total. ”

Duan Baiting glanced at him casually.

Just by looking at each other, Xiao He was so cramped that he lowered his head.

Duan Baiting didn't take him seriously.

In his opinion, Song Wanyue would not compromise the husband and wife relationship they used to stabilize their interests for the sake of this kind of person.

Although she was pampered by her family, at least, she knew what she needed at the moment

He had the power she needed.

And what is in this man.

Is it the nest that hid in the car after the crash and waited for Song Wanyue to get out of the car to deal with, or was it a destitute family?

Duan Baiting sat in the car, no longer urging Song Wanyue, waiting for her to choose herself.

Do you want to go home with him, or do you want to keep following this man.

The autumn day is indeed bleak, and the hands holding the steering wheel are starting to feel cold.

In the slow passage of time, only the cold wind was outside.

Duan Baiting opened the window, took out a cigarette and rolled it around the cigarette lighter.

When tobacco is burned, the smoke is gray.

He took off his glasses and threw them back into the center console.

So Song Wanyue happened to see such a scene, the black Porsche stopped on the side of the road, the driver's window was lowered, and the hand holding the cigarette stretched out of the window.

The sleeves of the white shirt complement the stiff black suit.

The piece on his wrist was no longer the Richard Miller she had broken.

Whether it's the way he dusts off his cigarette or the green tendons that snaked around his wrists.

They are all silently telling his emotions at this moment.

It's not that bad, it's not that good.

Song Wanyue took photos of the accident in advance, and looked at the crooked front of the car, which should still be able to drive.

She asked Xiao He to drive the car back today, and when the time came, just pull it directly to the 4S store.

Xiao He glanced at the Porsche in front of him and at her: "You and Mr. Duan ......"

Know what he's questioning.

Duan Baiting's attitude towards her is intriguing enough, plus the sentence just now: Recently, I went home so late every day.

If Xiao He still can't see the clues, he can only say that he has a problem with his brain.

Song Wanyue made a long story short: "Things are a bit complicated, we do have a relationship, but it is definitely not the kind you think." You're going to have to keep it a secret from me, do you hear? ”

She said this as if she didn't say it.

Xiao He nodded, and at the same time was a little worried: "I think Mr. Duan doesn't seem to be in a good mood, he won't beat you, right?" ”

Song Wanyue sighed for Duan Baiting in her heart, how much he usually didn't care about these employees, and he would be considered to have a tendency to domestic violence.

Don't blame Xiao He for thinking too much, Duan Baiting does have a kind of scum temperament that is ruined on the outside and ruined on the inside.

Especially when he puts on his glasses and looks at you from top to bottom through the thin lenses.

There was a moment of silence, and a blank indifference.

Song Wanyue didn't say too much to Xiao He, but just explained it repeatedly, telling him not to publicize today's events in the company.

It is even more necessary to keep a tight line about her relationship with Duan Baiting.

By the time she got into the co-pilot of the car in front of her, Duan Baiting had already finished smoking a cigarette.

Many times, Song Wanyue felt that Duan Baiting seemed to exist in other time and space in this world.

It's not that he's unique, it's not that he's unique.

Rather, he looked like he had the silence of an ancient temple's green lantern.

Even in the lively crowd, he was "squeezed out" by the excitement.

Including now.

He started the car and left, Song Wanyue didn't dare to look at his eyes, she could only stare at his clothes crampedly.

From London's Saffle Street, handmade haute couture sewn with stitches and threads.

Wearing it on him, there is a kind of gentleness and elegance that does not need to be modified.

It's just that his whole person is too cold, colder than the winter in Beicheng.

If you get close to him, you will be affected by this cold snap.

"Duan Baiting, you're angry, aren't you?"

She finally asked.

The man didn't say a word.

When he doesn't speak, it's often when he feels the most oppressive around him.

At this time, the car was stuck in the intersection, and he was holding the steering wheel with one hand, his left elbow resting on the window, and the back of his hand on his cheek.

A few scattered expressions, and there was nothing in their eyes.

Song Wanyue is 100% sure now, he is angry.

And he was angry.

She sighed in her heart, feeling that the life of the couple was more complicated than her mother said.

The car drove home smoothly, and he kept talking on the phone on the way.

But he didn't look at it, and just pressed and hung up.

Only now did I have time to deal with the long queues.

Song Wanyue pursed her lips, feeling as if she had poked a big basket this time.

She did come home late these days.

I didn't come back until eight or nine o'clock.

The library is a great place to study, but it's also a great place to sleep.

She read a book for ten minutes and began to nap.

If Xiao He hadn't woken her up before going home, she would have been able to sleep until the library closed.

Duan Baiting was not unaware of her unusual appearance in the past few days, and even casually asked at dinner one day why she had come home so late recently.

"Does the company need to work overtime?"

Song Wanyue shook her head and told him that she had been busy preparing for exams recently, and she studied late in the library every day.

He didn't have any doubts, but asked casually, "Need me to pick you up?" ”

Song Wanyue naturally didn't want to trouble him.

The main reason is that he has a weak heart, if he sees himself sleeping in the library in the name of studying.

Where is her face gone?

Combined with the premise of this series, coupled with a scene that happened to me today.

Song Wanyue called Shizuka and told her about it.

Shizuka was startled on the other side of the phone: "Even if I know who you are, it's hard not to think crookedly." Have you ever heard the phrase that cars and men can't be borrowed? The worst part is that he drove your car and hit your husband's car, and you are still sitting in the passenger seat. ”

After listening to her analysis, Song Wanyue realized that the matter was indeed a bit serious.

But even if Duan Baiting didn't believe in her, he should believe in his own figure, appearance, charm, and taste.

How could she let him go and cheat on Xiao He.

She and Xiao He are colleagues, sisters, and a relationship that can't be purer.

Shizuka said helplessly: "Baby, if Duan Baiting and other women share a car and appear in front of you, and that girl drives his car while he sits in the passenger seat, what would you think?" ”

She subconsciously blurted out: "I will be unhappy." ”

"That's not it." Shizuka made it clear that what was at stake was not only about the two of them, but also about the entire Song family. She persuaded Song Wanyue to hurry up and coax people, so as not to implicate her family because of this trivial matter.

Although Duan Baiting's reputation spread to the Shanghai market, thousands of noble ladies admired him.

But in addition to a good reputation, there are also many bad reputations.

The weather is uncertain, and the city is so deep that it is difficult to fathom.