He was so gentle and lost his mind, and suddenly he remembered the girl he saw and visited in the hospital last time.

Looking back now, she seemed to vaguely remember that the girl's hair was long, curly brown hair.

She looked back at Song Xiyuan, her eyes full of confusion.

She actually forgot to ask him about his relationship with that girl.

Song Xiyuan was sitting in front of the computer. He had just received an email from the UK. He was about to read it when he suddenly noticed Wen Cai's gaze and looked up at her: "What's wrong?"

Wen Cai looked at him blankly, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Song Xi raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his fingers at her: "Come here."

Wen Cai came back to his senses and pursed his lips: "No, I'm going to bed. Good night."

As if fleeing, he returned to his room, put his coat aside, and Wen Cai fell on the bed without any strength left.

To people outside, everything seemed fine to her, but she suddenly felt that she had never been worried about as much as she was now.

It was as if all the events were rushing towards her overnight, but she didn't even have the strength to struggle, and could only watch herself being submerged.

She lay in the dark with her head covered for a long time, but she was still not sleepy. Just when she was about to take out her phone to check the time, she suddenly heard the door ringing, followed by familiar footsteps walking in. After a while, the person next to her

The bed sank slightly.

In fact, he could obviously sleep in his own room, so there was no need to come to her place.

Wen Cai was in a trance, thinking uneasily, when a hand suddenly stretched out from under the quilt, accompanied by her familiar manly breath: "Can't sleep?"

Wen Cai turned over, turned his back to him, and whispered: "Asleep."

"Well." Song Xiyuan responded in a low voice, but then he came up from behind and said in a deep voice, "But I can't sleep."

He kissed her facial features bit by bit, and asked like a dragonfly, "What happened today?"

She always has all her emotions written on her face, which shows that she is really in a bad mood.

Wen Cai buried his face sideways in the crook of his neck, unwilling to answer.

"Song Xiyuan..." After a long time, she suddenly called him by his first and last name.

"Huh?" He lowered his head and waited for her to speak.

Wen Cai gritted his teeth: "Where have you been today?"

He suddenly chuckled and whispered in her ear: "So... is Miss Wen suspecting me of cheating? So, what about now?"

…

Song Xiyuan waited patiently for her to come to her senses, then pinched her face: "Are you still doubtful?"

Wen Cai blushed and turned his head without speaking.

But he leaned down dangerously and bit her ear: "Do you doubt me for no reason...should I be punished?"

Wen Cai glanced at him angrily: "I don't doubt people for no reason, it's because you have a woman's long hair on your clothes!"

"So, is it still my fault?"

"Yes." Wen Cai argued forcefully, "It's all your fault."

In fact, she also knew that a person with his status would inevitably meet some pretty girls when he went out to socialize. Having a woman's long hair on his body was not a big deal, but there were too many things on her mind today.

So much so that just because of that long hair, a string broke in my mind.

Fortunately, at this time, the string finally broke.

"You're going down..." She pushed his shoulder, trying to push him away.

"This means not being a monk after reciting the sutra, right?" Song Xiyuan still held her firmly, motionless.

Wen Cai curled his lips and said: "Monks are all with pure six senses and a pure heart. How can anyone be like you..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Xiyuan suddenly lowered his head and chuckled: "Really, today I will show you what a monk with six impure roots looks like!"

Wen Cai shook uncontrollably.

A monk with six impure roots is really scary...

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At noon, when Wen Cai woke up in the room full of sunshine, Song Xiyuan was no longer around.

After lying on the bed for more than ten minutes, Wen Cai was willing to get up and walk into the bathroom.

While taking a shower, she remembered an important thing - he wasn't wearing a condom!

Wen Cai felt a little annoyed, not because she didn't want to have children, but because she was so anxious now, if she had children, it would probably drive her crazy, right?

After hurriedly taking a shower, changing clothes and going downstairs, Song Xiyuan was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, reading quietly with a magazine in his hand.

Wen Cai stepped forward and hugged him from behind the sofa: "What are you looking at?"

Song Xiyuan handed the magazine in his hand to her. Among the dense words, Wen Cai saw his own name, Jiang Churan, and the dazzling words "first love" at a glance.

She was startled, took the magazine from his hand, and read it carefully.

There was a hint of smile in Song Xiyuan's voice: "It's such a touching love song, but it's a pity that I have become that scoundrel who will do whatever it takes to seize love."

Wen Cai hurriedly read the article, threw it away, and walked around to the sofa: "You don't believe what it says, do you?"

Jiang Churan is really a good lie master, and he is also a master of telling stories. The story the reporter got from him is really flawless and perfect. In short, he is a good and upright young man, and he was originally in love with Wen Cai.

I wanted to be a concubine, but I was beaten with a stick and my love was snatched away with a knife. I wanted to be as bitter as I wanted, and as infatuated as I wanted to be.

Song Xiyuan glanced at her, his eyes dark: "You were in such a bad mood last night, it's hard for me not to believe this is true."

"It's not because of him - it's because I met my father yesterday..." Wen Cai didn't know how to explain, "You clearly know what happened between me and him, how can you believe what it says?"

"Xiao Cai." Song Xiyuan suddenly sighed and called her, "As mentioned above, you are also a victim and were deceived by my design. Don't you doubt that I did my best to deceive you?

?”

"I don't believe it." Wen Cai replied decisively.

"Do you believe me so much?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Wen Cai nodded: "Yes."

Song Xiyuan looked at her deeply for a long time before finally smiling again and reaching out to take her into his arms.

However, Wen Cai was not relaxed. Every time she appeared in the headlines of newspapers and magazines, her nerves were always tense, as if they would break if she pulled them.

Days like this are really tiring.

"Is there any way to avoid the harassment of these reporters..." Wen Cai sighed.

Song Xiyuan chuckled: "Okay, I'll take you out in the afternoon and relax."

"Where to go?" Wen Cai immediately looked forward to it and looked up at him.

"You'll know then."

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After lunch, the two set off. Song Xiyuan's car drove all the way to the suburbs, away from the high-rise buildings and surrounded by green trees. Wen Cai's tense nerves finally relaxed.

The car drove all the way to a forest area, and beyond that, there was a large lake. On the grass beside the lake, a group of men and women were fishing and barbecuing barbecues. It was so leisurely!

When Song Xiyuan appeared at the lake with Wen Cai, everyone's eyes immediately turned to him.

"Far away, you can come later!" A man fishing by the lake roared at him.

"Come on, with Yuan Yuan's current status, even if I come here, I'll give you face, so don't be ungrateful!" Another man said.

They actually called him "far away" and "far away". Wen Cai was slightly surprised: "Who are they?"

"Fa Xiao." Song Xiyuan placed her on a fishing chair, and he sat down casually, stretching his legs, very leisurely.

The man who called him first just put down his fishing rod and walked over, looking at Wen Cai: "Is this Miss Wen? Hello, my name is Ning Hui."

When strangers recognize her, Wen Cai always feels that it's thanks to those magazines, so she can't help but blush and feel a little embarrassed: "Hello, my name is Wen Cai."

"Who doesn't know!" Ning Hui laughed, "Recently, Yuan Yuan and Miss Wen are both influential figures!"

Wen Cai blushed again and glanced at Song Xiyuan. Song Xiyuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ning Hui: "Can you try to say something again?"

Ning Hui quickly jumped two steps away and put on a frightened posture: "Yes, Mr. Song, you have a distinguished status now, I can't afford to offend you, lest you become unhappy and take over my small company, I will cry.

There’s no place to cry!”

Then he looked at Wen Cai again: "You are so heartless. Once you have been abroad for ten years, you still think we are young! Now that he is back, we are all the mud under his feet!"

Song Xiyuan still had the same lazy and leisurely look. He glanced at him lightly, and Ning Hui moved closer to Wen Cai: "Miss Wen, I heard that Yuan Yuan was so angry that she bought all the explosive magazines.

I've just served the pot. From now on, I'll live my life relying on you. You can always say nice things to me from a distance."

This man was so interesting that Wen Cai couldn't help but laugh, and the depression that had accumulated in his heart seemed to finally dissipate.

The three people were talking when a girl suddenly walked over not far away and shouted to Song Xiyuan: "Brother Song."

Wen Cai raised her head and glanced at the girl's beautiful face. She felt a little familiar. When she saw her long brown curly hair, she suddenly remembered something - this was the girl she saw Song Xiyuan begging to visit in the hospital that time!

Song Xiyuan smiled and nodded at her: "Nono, you went back so late yesterday, can you get up today?"
To be continued...