Ye Lancheng's face improved slightly and he pushed the thing back: "This month's pocket money."
Song Jiaren:......
Haha, rich man, do you still need a wife? The kind with 100 million pocket money a month.
When you are angry, just be angry and be careful, can you? What kind of behavior is mixed with spreading dog food? Can you still have a little sense of public morality?
Song Jia was so popular that she didn't want to stay for a minute longer. She stood up and was about to leave, but her phone rang first.
Song Jiaren waved her hand towards An Zhisu and answered the phone.
"Hey, Lawyer Song, this is a mental hospital."
"Well, what's wrong?" Song Jiaren knew the call was from the mental hospital when she saw the caller ID.
"Oh, it's like this. Something just happened here, and I think Lawyer Song must really want to know." There was a smile in the other party's voice.
Song Jiaren hummed: "What's the matter?"
"The patient who was just brought in the day before yesterday was beaten by another patient and was just rescued." The other party said again with a smile.
"Well... you said Yang Xi, her life is pretty good." Song Jiaren smiled.
"Who can say otherwise? I heard that his ribs were broken, the broken bone was inserted into his lungs, and he almost died." The other party explained the specific situation.
Song Jiaren smiled even happier: "Thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Song Jiaren gave Ye Lancheng a meaningful look.
"What are you looking at him doing? What's wrong with Yang Xi?" An Zhisu felt that Song Jiaren's eyes were a little strange.
Song Jiaren laughed and said: "The mental hospital said that Yang Xi was beaten by a group of mental patients. His ribs were broken and the broken bones were inserted into his lungs. He almost died."
An Zhisu took a breath and immediately looked at Ye Lancheng.
Ye Lancheng opened his lips indifferently: "This is just the beginning. I want to make it impossible for her to die even if she wants to."
"Young Master Ye is mighty and domineering." Song Jiaren laughed loudly and felt comfortable all over. Back then, An Zhisu was tortured for one point in the mental hospital. Now Ye Lancheng wants to get back ten points for An Zhisu. Yang Xi definitely did not expect that Ye Lancheng is waiting here.
What about her?
An Zhisu's eyes became softer and softer when she looked at Ye Lancheng. She felt more comfortable than Song Jiaren. No one knew better than her the pain of broken ribs piercing into the lungs. Even breathing could pull every inch of skin on her body. At that time, she
He swore that as long as she could get out alive, she would avenge her broken ribs.
Now, Ye Lancheng helped her take revenge, using exactly the same method to let Yang Xi experience the pain of life being worse than death. There is no more straightforward revenge than this.
Song Jiaren dodges very wisely, because she has a premonition that if she doesn't dodge, she will eat dog food again.
Sure enough, as soon as she left Lantingju, An Zhisu rushed over and hugged Ye Lancheng, nibbling his indifferent lips like a puppy, as if this was the most direct way for her to express her joy, and of course it was also Ye Lancheng's favorite.
, while letting his little wife hold him and chew him, he got up and walked towards the bedroom upstairs.
If Song Jiaren knew what happened after she walked by, she would definitely lament that she was smart enough to get out of the way in time, otherwise her eyes would be blinded.
Driving her little sports car all the way back home, she miraculously saw a person at the door of her house. Even though the person covered herself tightly, she could tell who it was at a glance.
"Xia Jingze, why are you sneaking around in front of my house at night?" Song Jiaren wondered as she opened the door.
Xia Jingze got in quickly, took off his mask immediately, and took a deep breath of fresh air: "I'm so suffocated, why are you going? I've been waiting for you for half an hour."
"I went to Lantingju. Who asked you to come to me? You should leave quickly. If the paparazzi show up at my house, I will kill you. Believe it or not." Song Jiaren closed the door and cautiously ran to close it.
She closed the balcony curtains for fear that the neighbors opposite would see that there was a man named Xia Jingze in her house.
"It's been so many days, and the paparazzi no longer follow me like before." Xia Jingze sat down as if he had come to his own home, and poured himself a drink of water.
"Then you can't come to my house so openly. What are your intentions?" Song Jiaren wanted to explode.
"Didn't I fake it? Don't worry, my manager has helped me get rid of the paparazzi." Xia Jingze drank water and felt hungry again, so he asked, "Is there anything to eat?"
"Haha, the cold water pipe is full." Song Jiaren rolled her eyes at him. She had just eaten dog food and was not hungry at all.
"Don't be so stingy. I am also a guest after all. You can make me a bowl of instant noodles." Xia Jingze said pitifully.
Song Jiaren looked at his prickly sitting posture and sneered: "You also know that you are a guest?"
Xia Jingze put down his legs in embarrassment and sat down obediently, as if he was waiting to be fed.
Song Jiaren felt like she had been punched in cotton wool. Why was this guy becoming more and more difficult to deal with recently? If he had just quarreled with her, she would still have the upper hand, but he suddenly became so obedient, and she still
There's really nothing we can do against him.
"I don't have anything at home. I'll starve myself to death and go home to eat." Song Jiacai was too lazy to entertain him and wished he would leave quickly.
"I don't have anything to eat at home. Why don't we order takeout? What do you want to eat?" Xia Jingze took out the food attentively.
"You can't scream when you go home." Song Jiaren obviously didn't want to leave anyone alone.
Xia Jingze said confidently: "I'm hungry right now. I'll starve to death if I get home. Come on, stop inking. What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever you want." Song Jiaren was speechless and turned on the TV to watch TV.
Xia Jingze happily opened the takeout app and asked while ordering: "Would you like to watch a movie after dinner?"
"Look at your sister." Song Jiaren said to him, "You must be crazy. Can you go to a public place like a movie theater? She doesn't feel safe even at home."
"Look at my sister, I have to ask my mother to give birth to you. Can you look at my sister?" Xia Jingze answered smoothly.
Song Jiaren:......
Neurosis.
"Hey, I'm serious, my movie has been released for several days, why don't you go and watch it?" Xia Jingze asked unwillingly.
"I won't go." Song Jiaren was not interested.
"Go ahead, this is Mu Ge's debut novel." Xia Jingze pulled Mu Ge out.
Song Jiaren was a little hesitant. Mu Ge had been a big help last time. She also had someone on WeChat. If one day she was chatting about someone else's debut novel, she would be embarrassed if she couldn't answer.
"I won't go with you. If I am recognized, I will be dead." Song Jiaren thought about going to see it by herself when she had time, or asking An Zhisu to see it. She must not have seen it yet.
"That's not easy. Why don't we just book the venue?" Xia Jingze didn't think there was anything difficult to solve at all.
Song Jiaren:......
Are all rich people’s thinking so simple and crude?
"Go, go, I'll reserve the theater for you to watch." Xia Jingze said, he had already sent Lu Kai a WeChat message and asked him to arrange the matter. He arranged it at the cinema closest to Song Jia's house. He also saw it when he came.
It's only a ten-minute walk away. It's above a supermarket and a small movie theater with few people, so it's most suitable.
"Does this count as a way to increase the box office for yourself?" Song Jiaren rolled her eyes at him.
"I have money and I am willful." Xia Jingze said, "I spend my own money to watch my own movies. Is there anything wrong with me?"