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Chapter 1959

Song Rongshi was stunned for a moment and said: "Cen Jing is dead, Ning Botao is dead, what does that have to do with Lexia? Cen Jing fell to death by herself, Ning Botao was angry to death by his own son,

Ning Xiaoxiao was also harmed by Liang Weizhen and Chu Mingsheng, you can't put any hat on Lexia's head."

"Oh, that's it. Look, we don't have much of a conversation, and there's nothing to talk about. I'm very busy. Goodbye."

Ji Ziyuan hung up the phone.

Song Rongshi stared at the phone blankly, in disbelief.

He and Huo Xu had had a fight before, but Ji Ziyuan didn't have this attitude either.

Now, he doesn't care about his brother at all?

My wife is getting a divorce, and the best brothers in the past seem to have distanced themselves.

Song Rongshi suddenly felt lonely and at a loss.

Usually I am closest to Lao Huo and Ji Ziyuan, but now I don’t know who to contact.

No one understands him, who can understand him?

He flipped through the phone numbers and somehow dialed Wu Renfeng's number, "Come here and have a drink with me."

Wu Renfeng said over immediately.

He smiled with bitter eyes. Look, it's not like he has no friends. Huo Xu and Ji Ziyuan don't want to see him, and it's not like he has to be with them.

He drank heavily, and when Wu Renfeng came over, he was already drunk and in a daze.

"Brother, why did you do this to yourself?" Wu Renfeng sighed.

"They don't understand." Song Rongshi said sadly, "Lin Fanyue wanted to divorce me just because she knew I was hiding Ning Lexia. I never did anything to regret her. She said she hated her.

I."

"Is it necessary?" Wu Renfeng frowned. In his eyes, women come and go quickly, and they can be changed at any time. "Brother, you just take her too seriously."

"Isn't it? I'm so kind to her." Song Rongshi was drunk. Wu Renfeng's words made the isolated man feel as if he had finally met a close friend, "I'm usually so kind to her. I'll cook the food and give this to her."

Give it as a gift, treat it like an ancestor, I have never been so kind to Lexia before, and Lexia has paid so much for me, can't I just make up for my guilt?"

"Of course, you earn the money, you can spend it however you want. What qualifications does a woman have to take care of it?" Wu Renfeng said lazily, "Lin Fanyue is too dissatisfied. If it weren't for you, she would have been taken over by the president.

As a goddaughter, if it weren't for you, how could she have run her company so smoothly? On the contrary, you see Ning Lexia has paid so much for you, but got nothing."

"That's right, you're too greedy." Song Rongshi muttered along with him.

I don’t know how long they talked or drank. In the end, Song Rongshi drank so much that he lay on the table, feeling dizzy.

Wu Renfeng helped him get into the car, "I'll take you home."

"No return...no return, going back...it's boring." Song Rongshi muttered.

Wu Renfeng thought about it, he didn't have a wife or children at home, so it was really boring.

Just before, Ning Lexia sent him several WeChat messages asking about Song Rongshi's situation, so he simply sent Song Rongshi to the apartment.

Song Rongshi was so drunk that Wu Renfeng helped him to the bed and glanced at Ning Lexia ambiguously, "I'll leave him to your care."

"Master Wu, why is he so drunk?" Ning Lexia looked worried, "Did Lin Fanyue know that I had a quarrel with him? I really didn't want to destroy his marriage."


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