Due to jet lag and physical labor, Song Xiyuan still slept soundly.

But although the curtains in this room are very thick, and he has lived in this room, and even lied on this bed for four years, after so many years, it is inevitable that he will not have the habit of choosing a bed, so although he has

I slept very deeply, but my sleep was very short. I woke up after three hours.

When I woke up, it was afternoon time, I opened the curtains, and the sunlight was just right.

Song Xiyuan stood in front of the window and took a deep breath. Thinking that she was also in this house at this moment, she suddenly felt that the air smelled better. She turned around and walked out of the room and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Nannan was writing new words silently under the guidance of Mrs. Smith. When she heard Song Xiyuan coming downstairs, she was very excited: "Dad, wake up and play with me!"

She hadn't played with her father for such a long time, but he had to go to bed, and her mother asked her not to disturb him. The little girl always felt aggrieved when she was writing new words silently.

Song Xiyuan came over, sat on the sofa, and held his daughter in his arms: "Show dad what words you wrote?"

He briefly browsed through his daughter's last night, then looked at Mrs. Smith: "Where's Wing?"

Mrs Smith shrugged: "Wing went out after you fell asleep, saying he was going to meet a friend."

Song Xiyuan suddenly had a signal of crisis in his mind, but after thinking about it, he felt that he might be too suspicious, so he didn't think much about it, and while doing homework with his daughter, he waited for Wen Cai to come back.

Not long after he sat down, his cell phone suddenly rang again. When he took it out, he saw that it was a call from the authorities over there.

Song Xiyuan frowned suddenly and answered the phone with great boredom: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Song." It was the same official as before, speaking in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, "Song Xining said he must see you and is very urgent."

"Is he in a hurry?" Song Xiyuan sneered, "I'm not in a hurry. I told you that I'm on vacation in the United States now. He's anxious to see me. Tell him to fly over?"

After saying that, he hung up the phone unceremoniously.

Just as he put the phone in his trouser pocket, the door suddenly rang. When he looked up, he saw Wen Cai walking in.

When Wen Cai saw him sitting in the living room, he seemed startled: "Are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Song Xiyuan raised his eyebrows lightly: "I've slept enough. Where have you been?"

Wen Cai lowered his head and stood at the door to change his shoes. Hearing this, he whispered: "I went out to buy something."

"Buying something?" Song Xiyuan frowned when he heard this. He turned around and looked at Mrs. Smith. Mrs. Smith quickly shrugged and walked into his room with his daughter in his arms.

Song Xiyuan then turned his attention to Wen Cai again: "What about the things you bought?"

Wen Cai was startled, then looked at his empty hands and smiled awkwardly: "I seem to have forgotten what I bought somewhere..."

"Where?" Song Xiyuan stood up slowly, "Coffee shop, restaurant? Come on, I'll go out with you to look for it."

"No need." Wen Cai said quickly, "It's not an important thing anyway, so just throw it away."

Song Xiyuan had already walked up to her and gently brushed her long hair draped over her shoulders: "Why are you so excited about shopping today? You bought so many things in the morning, haven't you bought enough?"

"Although I bought a lot of things in the morning, not everything is available in the supermarket." Wen Cai quickly avoided his hand, walked around him and sat down on the sofa, sighing with relief, "I'm so tired."

Song Xiyuan immediately walked over to her and sat down. Without saying anything, he quickly put his hand into Wen Cai's coat pocket and took out her phone.

"Hey!" Wen Cai reacted and quickly grabbed him, "Song Xiyuan, why did you take my phone number?"

However, it was already too late. Song Xiyuan had already unlocked her phone and quickly found the call records, and the latest record clearly showed - Qiao Shaorong.

Qiao Shao Rong!

Song Xiyuan suddenly gritted his teeth and scrolled down. In the recent call records, in addition to Xu Jinluo, it was Qiao Shaorong. Especially in the past two days, she had called Qiao Shaorong several times a day!

Blacklisted his phone number, yet he talks to another man so many times a day!

Seeing that his face was getting more and more ugly, Wen Cai finally took the phone back and hid it back in his pocket.

Song Xiyuan sneered: "Were you just going to see your Uncle Qiao Shaorong?"

Wen Cai became angry when he heard his tone: "So what?"

"How about it?" Song Xiyuan was furious, "He went behind my back to meet another man. Before meeting him, he deliberately made me do so much physical work so that I could date him while I was sleeping! Wen Cai, do you realize

What is your behavior like this?"

Wen Cai's face heated up when he told him that he had asked him to do manual labor before. He felt a little guilty at first, but in an instant he was aroused by his last words: "What behavior? I'm going to see a friend.

What kind of behavior do you think this is? If it weren't for your constant sarcasm, would I have needed to go to him in such a secretive manner? "

"You!" Song Xiyuan saw her face turned red with anger, and grabbed her hand, "You still know that you are sneaking around? What's so shady between you two? Why can't you ask him to meet here if you are so upright?

?Also, how many phone calls do you have with him a day? What about me? My number is still on the blacklist, right?"

When Wen Cai heard this, he became even more angry. He took out his hand and stood up: "Yes, I have dozens of phone calls and hundreds of text messages with him a day. Are you satisfied? Why don't you give me your phone number?"

Can I be on the blacklist? Why do you have to care about who I meet and date? Why should I be controlled by you?! Who are you? What relationship do I have with you?"

Song Xiyuan also stood up immediately: "What do you think our relationship is?"

Wen Cai said with a cold face: "Don't forget that we are divorced! Song Xiyuan, even if I am pregnant with your child and I just slept with you last night, we are indeed divorced!"

Song Xiyuan was so stunned by her words that he almost vomited blood. His furious mood suddenly calmed down.

Probably because she gave Qiao Shaorong too much face, so he couldn't calm down when he heard about her and Qiao Shaorong, not to mention that she once accepted Qiao Shaorong's ring!

But thinking about the series of things that happened recently, he was still the one who was at fault after all. If he argued with her like this now, there was no telling what the consequences would be.

After calming down, Song Xiyuan couldn't help but rub his forehead, and stretched out his hand to pull her back, but Wen Cai was still angry, so she shook him off, turned around and ran upstairs.

When he returned to the room and was about to lock the door, he discovered that the door lock that he had broken by kicking was still broken and could not be locked at all!

Wen Cai became even more angry and sat down on the bed, sulking.

Song Xiyuan had already followed and opened the door. When he saw her sitting on the bed, he knew that she was really angry. He quickly walked forward and reached out his hand to pinch her hair.

Wen Cai pushed him away unceremoniously: "Go away!"

However, there was nothing about Song Xiyuan's body that she could move with just one hand? He still stood motionless in front of the bed. The next moment, he sat down unceremoniously and hugged her.

Wen Cai was still furious and couldn't push him or get away. He was afraid of hurting the child in his belly, so he was anxious and angry, so he bit him on the shoulder.

She really tried her best this time. Song Xiyuan groaned and held it back.

But she was soft-hearted after all. After biting for a while, she let go again, hit him hard twice, and turned her head to look away.

"Okay, don't be angry...it's not good for the baby in your belly...do you hear me?"

"I can't hear you." Wen Cai said coldly, "Don't worry about it! You are not one of me!"

Hearing this, Song Xiyuan chuckled and said: "Who said we are not the same person? Even if we are divorced, we can only repay the favor after one night. We just became husband and wife last night. Why are you in such a hurry to marry us the next day?"

Do I draw the line?”

Hearing his smile, Wen Cai became even more angry: "Isn't it just one-night-stand? What's so big about it? The streets are full of men. As long as I want, I can change to another one every night!"

She felt that she must be crazy to say such words. If before, she really didn't even have the courage to say the words one-night-stand.

Song Xiyuan frowned again when he heard this, but he also knew that what she said was angry, so he could only suppress his inner unhappiness and said: "Okay, let's not say angry words... You deliberately went out without telling me.

How can I not be angry when I see another man? If it were me who deliberately drove you away just to see another woman, wouldn't you be angry?"

"I won't be angry for those insignificant people." Wen Cai still turned his face away, not looking at him.

Song Xiyuan was really helpless and could only coax her like a child: "Okay, it's my fault. It's all my fault. I shouldn't be jealous. I know Qiao Shaorong's current identity is uncle. Uncle

Well, how can there be anything, right? I shouldn't lose my temper, stop being angry, okay?"

Wen Cai suddenly snorted: "Every time you admit your mistakes after losing your temper, who cares?"

"Then I promise you, I will try my best to control my temper in the future and stop being so sullen. The child will feel it... Hurry, smile..." He said and was about to pinch her face.

Wen Caicai didn't get angry so quickly, so he pushed his hand away, lay down on the bed, and stopped talking sullenly.

Song Xiyuan was so jealous that he didn't benefit from it at all. Instead, he angered the person who was originally planning to hold it in his hand. It can only be said that he was unlucky. For dinner, he had to learn how to cook heart-shaped steak with Mrs. Smith.

To coax his dear wife back.

Who knew that Wen Cai didn't buy his account at all, and started to sleep with his head covered since the afternoon, and slept until late at night.

As for Song Xiyuan, all the steaks he fried for the first time fell into the stomachs of Mrs. Smith and Nannan, and they could only sigh.

In the middle of the night, Wen Cai woke up, originally thinking that the man would be shamelessly lying next to him, but who knew that when he reached out and touched it, the bedside was cold. Where was Song Xiyuan's shadow?

Wen Cai sat up immediately.

Although she was angry with him, at this point, the two of them had stabilized, and no matter how much trouble they made, they would never break out. But where was he at this moment?

Wen Cai would never believe that Song Xiyuan took the initiative to sleep on the sofa, but when she put on her nightgown and walked downstairs, she actually saw Song Xiyuan sitting on the sofa.

The lights in the living room were dimmed, and he was sitting on the sofa. There was a flickering red dot between his fingers, which was clearly a sign of smoking.

Wen Cai hated it when he smoked and drank regardless of his own health, so he had already calmed down his anger. Seeing this situation, he suddenly became stronger again. He pretended not to see him and went directly into the kitchen to pour water.

Unexpectedly, Song Xiyuan actually let her pretend. She stayed in the kitchen for a long time and didn't see any movement from him.

This had to be said to be a bit abnormal. Wen Cai put down the water glass, walked out of the kitchen, walked past him, and walked up the stairs again. Song Xiyuan was still unmoved, still holding the cigarette and sitting there motionless.

If his hand holding the cigarette hadn't moved occasionally, Wen Cai would have suspected that he had lost consciousness.

Halfway up the stairs, she finally couldn't restrain herself. She stopped and turned to look at him: "Can you stop smoking? There are many places that are easy to catch fire in this room. It would be bad if it caused a fire."

After a while, Song Xiyuan's hoarse voice was heard: "I'm sorry."

Then he leaned forward, threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and extinguished it.
To be continued...