An Zhisu took the elevator to the floor where Song Jiaren lived. He found Song Jiaren's house with familiarity. He used his fingerprint to unlock the door. He gently opened the door and poked his head inside.
, only then walked in after making sure no one was in the living room.
What is the first step in catching an adulterer?
An Zhisu recalled the plot in the TV series.
Oh, the first step is to check if there are any male products at home.
An Zhisu first thought of the shoe cabinet. As soon as she entered the entrance, she opened the shoe cabinet very carefully and looked inside. Damn it, there were several pairs of men's shoes.
You Song Jiaren, you really have a boyfriend without telling me.
An Zhisu looked like a wife who had come to catch someone cheating on her. He changed into his slippers, stepped on soft slippers, and walked silently through the living room and towards the master bedroom.
She was going to catch Song Jiaren in bed, otherwise the guy would definitely not admit it, and he might make up some excuse like renting together.
With this thought in mind, she opened the bedroom door. As a result, the bedroom was empty, the bed was also empty, the quilt was neatly arranged, and only Song Jiaren's mobile phone was lying alone on the bed.
"There's no one there." An Zhisu glanced at the bedroom. There were no men's clothes in the bedroom, and there was no sign that a man had lived there.
An Zhisu was puzzled.
Could it be that Song Jiaren was short of money recently and rented out another room?
However, she doesn't think Song Jiaren is short of money.
Besides, if you are short of money, you won’t rent your house to a man.
The more An Zhisu thought about it, the more impossible he thought it was. After thinking about it, he decided to go to the second bedroom and have a look.
Da da da……
An Zhisu walked to the door of the second bedroom, reached out and tried to twist the doorknob. He thought it would not open, but it turned out that the door was not locked and it was easily opened.
Then, An Zhisu saw a scene that often appeared on TV.
A man and a woman were lying on the bed, sleeping very deeply. They didn't realize that someone had come in.
The only difference is that both of them are wearing clothes, the bed is neat, and there are no used TTs on the floor.
Oh, a bit disappointing, not exciting at all.
An Zhisu thought like this, and then, she suddenly felt that the man on the bed looked familiar. Although only half of his face was exposed, she could still recognize the face of the national male god.
Xia Jingze!
Damn it!
An Zhisu almost shouted, Damn, this is more exciting than seeing a used TT.
Boom, boom, boom!
An Zhisu endured the shock and knocked on the door, trying to wake up the two sleeping people.
Xia Jingze had a fever last night and slept a little deeply. An Zhisu's knock on the door only made him frown and made no attempt to open his eyes.
But Song Jiaren was woken up. She rubbed her eyes in confusion and looked at the door of the room. She was surprised to see An Zhisu: "Zhisu, why did you come to my house?"
"What are you talking about?" An Zhisu asked through gritted teeth, looking towards Xia Jingze.
Song Jiaren followed An Zhisu's gaze and turned around to see an enlarged handsome face.
Damn it, damn it, damn it!
Song Jiaren jerked hard, jumped off the bed with a grunt, and nervously explained: "Don't misunderstand me, it's not what you see."
Xia Jingze was finally awakened by the movement and sound. He rubbed his eyes and breathed out: "What time is it, my lady?"
"It's eleven o'clock." An Zhisu raised his hand and looked at the time.
"Hmm... Then sleep for another half hour, and I'll get up and cook for you later." Xia Jingze was so confused that he didn't hear who answered him.
Song Jia kicked her away angrily: "Why are you sleeping? Get up quickly."
Huh?
This is Song Jiaren's voice. Then... who was speaking just now?
Xia Jingze's mind started to spin, and he sat upright suddenly, and suddenly saw An Zhisu standing at the door.
"Little, little sister-in-law..."
Three minutes later.
An Zhisu sat on the single sofa in the living room, looking at the man and woman sitting opposite him like primary school students who made a mistake, half-smiling.
Hello everyone, my name is Song Jiaren, and I am in a panic right now.
Hello everyone, my name is Xia Jingze, and I am also in a panic right now.
"I'll give you a chance, and I'll be lenient if you confess." An Zhisu squinted her eyes. Now she had learned to emulate Ye Lancheng's aura, and she was quite bluffing when she squinted her eyes.
"I'm serious!" Xia Jingze reflexively raised his watch in loyalty, fearing that An Zhisu would chop him up and feed him to the dog if he said it too late.
Song Jiaren stepped on him hard: "Shut up."
Xia Jingze screamed.
"Zhisu, don't listen to his nonsense, things are not what you see." Song Jiaren quickly went back to make up for it.
"Oh, what is that like?" An Zhisu cooperated very well, thinking that I would first listen to how you make it up.
"Hmm... um..." Song Jiaren quickly thought about it and started to make up: "It's a long story, but the thing is like this, as for Xia Jingze, he has no place to live recently, so he came to stay with me for a while. Last night he had a fever
I took care of him until very late and then fell asleep, that’s it.”
Xia Jingze:......
Even the person involved didn't believe this lie.
"Song Jiaren, can you be more careful and make up a reason?" An Zhisu's face turned dark, thinking she was a three-year-old child.
Song Jiaren wanted to bite off her own tongue. She couldn't believe it.
"Jingze, tell me, I want to hear the truth." An Zhisu knew that he would not hear the truth from Song Jiaren's mouth.
Xia Jingze didn't dare to say anything, he covered his mouth and shook his head.
An Zhisu wanted to beat him, so he stood up and walked over, lifted Song Jiaren up, and pulled her directly towards the door.
The building where Song Jiaren lived had a large platform on each floor. An Zhisu took her to the large platform and closed the door: "Okay, it's just the two of us now. Can you tell me? Who are you with?
I won't object to it. As long as you like it, I will support your choice. But I want to know, why are you hiding it from me?"
"I..." Song Jiaren scratched her hair. She, who was always eloquent, didn't know how to say this.
She has been really distressed recently. Her feelings for Xia Jingze are like a mess. She can't figure it out herself, and she doesn't dare to ask An Zhisu for consultation. She is almost going to have trouble holding it in her heart.
An Zhisu didn't rush her and just found a step to sit down.
Song Jiaren scratched her hair again, sat down next to her, and rested her head weakly on her shoulder.
An Zhisu ruffled her hair: "Is it so difficult to say it?"
"Yes." Song Jiaren nodded, having a one-night stand was very shameful.
"Then you have to tell the truth." An Zhisu did not intend to give her a chance to escape.
Song Jiaren covered her face and hesitated again and again, but she still told An Zhisu what had happened. She had been "caught in bed", and if she kept hiding it, she would be covering her ears. She might as well confess and be lenient.
"So, you were the one who knocked Jingze down first." An Zhisu's eyes widened. This was very exciting.
Song Jiaren covered her face and defended: "I acted non-subjectively when I lost my mind. I am also a victim, a victim!"
An Zhisu nodded repeatedly: "Then Xia Jingze asked you to take responsibility and asked you to be his girlfriend for three months, and you agreed?"
Song Jiaren looked like I had no choice but to agree.
An Zhisu clicked his tongue and concluded: "Beauty, you like him."
Song Jiaren:......
Wait a minute, where did you come to this terrifying conclusion?