Love begins with marriage v. 162
Your wife exploded overnight, so many people started to grab your wife with you, can't you react a little bigger?
Xiaohuan watched Song Wanyue from the joy of receiving the phone call at the beginning, to the disappointment and anger at the back.
She cautiously spoke: "What's the matter?" β
Song Wanyue held her mobile phone and scolded fiercely: "Duan Baiting, bastard!" β
I couldn't even eat the remaining half of the siu mai, so I left in a hurry with my bag.
Aunt Qin heard the movement and came out of the living room, but she only had time to see one of Song Wanyue's backs.
She looked at Xiaohuan and asked her, "Why are you suddenly angry?" β
Xiaohuan shook his head blankly: "I should have quarreled with Mr." β
Aunt Qin frowned and muttered, "Why can you quarrel if you don't get together." β
He didn't react at all, and just replied to me with a question mark. What the hell do you mean by him, I sent him so much, and he replied to me with a question mark. β
In the car, Song Wanyue dialed Shizuka's phone and complained to her with grief and anger.
The more he talked, the more excited he became, and finally choked on his own saliva.
I couldn't stop coughing, and it took me a while to get better.
Shizuka comforted her: "Maybe he thinks that this kind of Internet talk is not a real crisis, so he doesn't take it to heart." β
That being said, it can't be that reaction.
The topic has long been off the rails.
What Song Wanyue cared more about was that she had sent him so many messages, and he actually replied to her coldly. β
"Next time, no matter what he says, I'll only reply to him with a question mark!"
Song Wanyue made a hard note on his revenge book.
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When she arrived at the company, everyone in the department gathered around Song Wanyue and shouted as a beautiful lawyer.
Apparently all of them have read that Weibo.
Song Wanyue lowered her head and turned on the computer, driving them away like a fly.
Seeing that she was not in a good mood, Xiao He slid a chair to her side: "What's wrong, in a bad mood?" β
"Very good." She was about to deny it, and when she opened her bag to get the documents, she caught a glimpse of the thermos cup containing the flower tea inside, which was put aside angrily.
She clicked on her phone and asked, "I ordered coffee, does anyone drink it?" β
A group of people raised their hands one after another.
Song Wanyue deliberately ordered the ice beauty, and also held the cup of ice beauty to her face, took a selfie and posted it to the circle of friends.
ββSmile~Happy day open~
After posting it on the circle of friends, she put the lock screen of her mobile phone aside, and fell out of favor after taking a photo of the cup of ice beauty.
Angry was angry, but she obediently unscrewed the cap of the thermos and poured a cup into the cup.
It was steaming hot and piping hot, so she kept it close to her hand and waited for it to cool before drinking.
But I don't pay attention at work, and I pick up my phone from time to time to take a look.
She has a large number of WeChat friends, and every circle of friends she posts will receive countless likes and comments.
- It's so nice today!! Which family are the clothes, please share!
- This face is too small, not much bigger than a coffee cup.
- Multiple, love to see, eye-catching.
- Hahaha, good morning, junior. Which's coffee, it looks pretty good.
- It's good to be young, drink ice in the morning.
Song Wanyue took a cursory look and didn't find the avatar she wanted to see appeared in the comment area.
She slumped her shoulders and sat back in her chair dejectedly.
But at this time, it's two o'clock in the morning in the UK. Duan Baiting should have slept.
Song Wanyue repeatedly comforted herself in her heart that he must have slept, otherwise he would not have been able to react when he saw himself drinking coffee, and he was still drinking iced coffee in the morning.
He pursed his lips, and his heart was churning with strange awkwardness, and it was clear that he had not succeeded in comforting.
Duan Baiting really didn't sleep, he took his mobile phone from twelve o'clock and looked through it until now.
For two hours, he stayed in the comment section of Song Wanyue's Weibo.
Looking at the dense words "wife", he stopped breathing several times.
In the end, I forced myself to keep watching.
There are both men and women, and many of them post selfies of themselves and even introduce personal information.
Including calling her senior sister and sister, saying that she was in the class of Shanghai University, and secretly promised her when she was in school.
and to hire her.
Duan Baiting took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, leaned against the head of the bed, and smoked slowly.
There is only one light strip in the room, and the visibility is not too high, and it can only serve as a lighting.
He took a cigarette between his fingers, dusted it off the ashtray beside him, gently knocked it off, and continued to slide down the comments.
The more I look at it, the more somber and depressing the atmosphere becomes.
It's been two days, and the hot search is still hanging. After understanding the cause and effect, Duan Baiting notified the special assistant to have the hot search withdrawn, and the relevant entries were also cleared from the whole network.
If it weren't for the last rational support, he would have even wanted to block the word "wife" directly.
When Song Wanyue finally gave up everything and went into work with all her heart, she unexpectedly received a message from Duan Baiting.
Obviously, after reading those comments, he finally cut out of the interface and saw the circle of friends she posted.
Song Wanyue glanced at the time at the top of the screen, twelve o'clock.
Based on the seven-hour time difference, it's five o'clock in the morning in London.
This person actually woke up so early, Song Wanyue muttered in her heart. But I didn't know that the other party hadn't slept at all.
Click on the message he sent.
- Do you have a bad stomach?
I didn't ask her directly why she drank ice in the morning, and I didn't get angry because she was disobedient and drank coffee.
And it is a gentle inquiry, and the stomach is uncomfortable.
Although Song Wanyue is a coaxing person, when she treats Duan Baiting, her heart is so small that she can almost ignore it.
You may not be able to see it with a microscope.
At the moment, his tone was hard, and he deliberately said: "It's uncomfortable, it's been a day, and I just took ibuprofen." β
After the voice was sent, she looked at the other person who was typing, and after a long time, it changed to "The other person is talking", and finally "The other person is typing".
And so on a few back and forth.
-- If you have a stomachache, go home and rest today, and I'll ask Aunt Qin to cook you some stomach soup, and get a good night's sleep after drinking it.
Song Wanyue put one hand on her cheek and read this sentence several times.
Bai Xu sent her a message, and he was jealous like that, just by bumping into Zhou Wenyang and going to school with him, he could directly disappear.
Why don't you care at all now?
Song Wanyue squinted and thought about it, maybe just like Shizuka said, this kind of mouth without substance really has no need to be jealous.
The rest of the department went down to eat, but Song Wanyue had no appetite, so she simply didn't eat.
I yawned and was about to take a nap.
Perhaps because Duan Baiting's message asking her to go back to rest was not answered, he called directly.
Song Wanyue stared at the caller ID at the top of the screen and deliberately waited for a while before connecting.
The phone was placed in his ear, and the man's dull voice came through the earpiece.
It was completely different from the gentle tone she made up when she looked at those lines of text.
Now Duan Baiting seems to be very low, and the kind of "oppression" that makes people feel frightening, even if they are far away, is still clearly felt by her.
"Does it still hurt, if it hurts, go back to rest. The work can be pushed back in the past, and there is no hurry. He said.
Song Wanyue heard something strange, and her breathing subconsciously slowed down.
"You..... Are you awake, or are you not asleep? β
He replied truthfully: "I didn't sleep." β
Song Wanyue didn't know what to say for a while.
Do you ask him directly, or do you ask him in a roundabout way, or do you ask him in a side-by-the-other way?
None of them seem to be quite suitable. If he really stayed up all night because of this incident, wouldn't his own move add fuel to the fire?
Duan Baiting lit another cigarette.
Song Wanyue knew because she heard the slight sound of the lighter's grinding wheel rubbing.
At the same time, he coughed softly.
Song Wanyue immediately frowned, not very happy: "You are coughing and smoking." What do you mean by that? β
He quietly threw the question back: "It means that you have a stomachache and drink iced coffee." β
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Song Wanyue knew that she was at a loss, and she couldn't refute it even if she wanted to.
Just when Xiao He came back from lunch, he took his mobile phone and asked Song Wanyue: "Are you blocked?" β
Song Wanyue was still deeply trapped in the dilemma of how to respond to Duan Baiting's words, and was pulled back to reality by Xiao He's words in a second.