Today it seemed that everything was moving in a direction beyond her control.
She had no way to turn down this engagement, no way to escape, and no way to avoid the days when she would have to live with Xing Sijue!!!
This...what is this thing called?
No, she, Jiang Song, will not give up just like that.
Even if things have come to this, she still has to give it a try. If there is even the slightest chance, she cannot give up.
Jiang Song entered the room with a hint of evil in his eyes.
This room is of course Xing Sijue's bedroom...
Xing Sijue didn't come back until eight o'clock in the evening.
When he entered the bedroom door, his movements paused slightly, but he quickly returned to his natural state.
I went straight to the toilet and simply washed up.
When he came out, he had finished washing, his dark eyes glanced at the bottom of the bed, and he lifted his lips respectfully.
"How long do you want to hide it?"
After saying this, Jiang Song, who was hiding in the dark, sighed, how could she be discovered so quickly and she didn't show any clues!
In desperation, she had to crawl out.
But she didn't expect that when she came out, she would see such a scene...
Xing Sijue didn't wear a shirt, and the bath towel only wrapped his thighs, so his strong abdominal muscles and broad shoulders were exposed. The wet hair on his forehead was tied up casually, which made the clear angular lines look more handsome.
Simply put, this look is enough to make one's nose bleed.
Jiang Song coughed. At this moment, she only had her own mission in mind, "It's boring that you found out so soon."
Xing Sijue smiled coldly, "Didn't you look nervous and scared a few days ago, but today you dare to jump around in my room?"
Jiang Song gritted his teeth, not because he was nervous or scared, but because he was worried that you would interfere with my revenge plan, so he stayed away from you.
With this thought in mind, he smiled uninhibitedly, "Yesterday, I didn't know you were my future husband."
husband?
Xing Sijue's eyebrows moved slightly and he glanced at her, "Come down."
At this moment, she was sitting on his bed.
Jiang Song didn't. She knew that Xing Sijue's mysophobia was very serious, almost pathological.
"Why don't you get down? Husband, your bed is so soft. It's just right for me to lie down on. I also want to dance on it!"
While she was talking, she didn't know when she took a bottle of red wine, poured it into a glass, and jumped on the bed.
Soon, some was spilled on the bed.
"Ah! Oh my gosh, I'm sorry, husband, I didn't mean it. As an adult like you, you should be able to forgive me." Jiang Song apologized insincerely.
At this time, Xing Sijue's face turned completely dark, and his whole body was filled with chills.
Jiang Song was not afraid, and even looked forward to it.
Hurry! Kick her out of the house, repent of your marriage to her, and make her never appear in front of her again.
"Jiang Song, I advise you to stop being childish."
Jiang Song frowned, "What do you mean?"
"You hacked into Chu Xiuhan's computer, ruined his wedding, and installed eavesdropping decorations on him. The Chu family couldn't find out, but it doesn't mean that no one knows. Do you think if Chu Xiuhan and I deal with you together?
Do you think you can survive?"
Xing Sijue wiped his wet hair with a towel, his face as cold as ice remained indifferent.
Jiang Song's eyebrows twitched slightly. She didn't expect that Xing Sijue actually knew about her hacking into Chu Xiuhan's computer.
"Also, don't use those childish methods. I can only be widowed, not divorced."
He spoke leisurely, but these words made Jiang Song clenched his fists.
In fact, it's not that she doesn't know the consequences, it's just that she's unwilling to do so... is there no chance at all?
From now on, her freedom will disappear and she will fall into a swamp like the Xing family...
"Have you figured it out?"
At some point, Xing Sijue had already arrived in front of her, and he suddenly possessed her. Jiang Song was so frightened that she trembled and fell on the bed. She pulled her hand in a panic, not knowing what it was.
Then, she heard a burst of warmth and anger above her head, "Don't open your eyes."
Jiang Song was stunned for a moment and quickly recalled the feeling just now...
She... seemed to have pulled Xing Sijue's bath towel just now.
"You... why did you come so close so suddenly?" Jiang Song's cheeks turned red, he pursed his lips and didn't know what to do. He could only close his eyes tightly.
"I'll get the charger," he explained.
Jiang Song sat up, said "Oh" in a dull voice, and then slowly said after thinking of something, "Our marriage is just a physical marriage, right? You can't really..."
Let's do something with her.
"No." The man said decisively.
This reaction seemed like she was overthinking.
"That's good!" Jiang Song opened his eyes generously. At this time, Xing Sijue was holding something and was about to go out. She asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
"Guest room." After saying that, he turned to leave.
"Wait!" Jiang Song said again, "You are not gay, are you?"
If you are healthy, find a woman to marry and don't have any relationship. She is either gay or bi.
Xing Sijue turned sideways, his face ashen. He really couldn't understand what was going on in this woman's head every day.
"What, you still want to try?" He gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.
Jiang Song recalled the last time...
He waved his hands quickly, "No, no, um...you have a good rest, future husband."
Then, Xing Sijue's dignified figure disappeared from the entrance.
Jiang Song took a long breath, lay down on the bed, and looked at the exquisitely decorated ceiling.
From now on, she will live here.
With Xing Sijue.
Jiang Song found a guest room to rest and rarely slept in the next day because the housekeeper told her that Mr. Xing would probably come over.
The housekeeper also told her that this was just the old residence of the Xing family.
It is the place where Mr. Xing has lived for a long time, not Xing Sijue's.
So after they get married, she and Xing Sijue will move to another villa together.
Jiang Song slapped his thigh and then reacted.
No wonder he wasn't angry after all the fuss in his bedroom yesterday. It turned out that it wasn't his bedroom at all. He could sleep in any guest room. Xing Sijue was treating his house as a hotel.
However, she turned her back on the scale of the Xing family's old residence.
Well, it’s not impossible to be a hotel.
Not long after, Mr. Xing arrived and took her to sit down for morning tea with a smile on her face.
Jiang Song has never been in the habit of having breakfast with the elderly, let alone having breakfast.
However, Xing Sijue's gloomy face told her that it was best not to refuse.
"Xiao Song, grandpa's house has not been so lively for a long time. I am really happy that you are here."
Although Mr. Xing looks rather majestic, his personality is very easy to get along with, even a little cute. He knows a lot of popular memes and interesting things on the Internet.
Jiang Song got along very well with him.
"Grandpa, I am very happy to stay with you." Jiang Song spoke from the bottom of his heart.
Xing Sijue glanced at her. She and the old man were like close friends who had only met each other late in life. The two of them had a lively chat.