Tang Xin searched for Shi Yu for several days, and finally found him that night and blocked him in a private room of the club.
Shi Yu was drinking and in a good mood, and Meng Jijing was sitting next to him.
Meng Jijing put down his wine glass and was about to leave, but was stopped by Tang Xin. He put his hand on his hips and pointed his hand over. He raised his chin and said, "Mr. Meng, sit down. Please help me be a witness."
He used the word "please", but he obviously didn't mean to ask for help.
Shi Yu crossed her legs, finally looked towards her, knocked the cigarette in her hand, and when the ashes fell, she said casually: "Tang Xin, don't make trouble, don't worry, I won't marry you."
The family has been busy lately, and Shi Yu guessed that Tang Xin came to him because of this. After all, she told him face to face several years ago that she didn't want to marry him.
She was still young at that time, less than twenty years old, so the two families only made a verbal agreement to wait until Tang Xin graduated from university before getting married.
Now that Miss Tang is in her mid-twenties, the agreed time has long passed, so the elders on both sides began to urge her.
It’s not just the woman who doesn’t want to get married, the man is even less happy.
Shangjing | There is no woman who can tie up Mr. Peony, who is famous in the city. Let alone tie him down, the one who can seduce him is said to have not been born yet.
So Mr. Shi has been single for thirty-three years since he was born. The young men in the Beijing circle have already made bets to see how long Shi Yu can be single and what kind of woman can draw him into marriage. Go to the grave.
The bet was a bit of a joke, but the real money in the pool was accumulating more and more, just waiting to be used as a gift on Shi Yu's wedding day.
There has been rumors recently that Mr. Shi may be getting married, and more people are placing bets because no one believes it.
No, here comes the woman who bumped into the gun.
Tang Xin swung the door shut behind him and threatened: "No, Shi Yu, I changed my mind. I want to marry you."
Meng Jijing was so happy that he stood up and walked towards the door. When he passed Tang Xin, he whispered: "Congratulations."
It's full of sincerity, and when you listen to it, it makes people feel that it's a little bit of a fun thing to watch.
Tang Xin pulled his sleeves and pulled him back to the low table, stepping on the table with his high-heeled feet.
A scar was exposed under the lifted skirt.
Said: "Master Shi's memory is not very good, I can only ask Mr. Meng, is this scar left on the rockery rock at home with you two?"
The hem of the skirt is quite long, and the exposed thigh is also quite long. There is a tender pink scar on the round leg meat near the root, and there is a black men's shirt sleeve band tied on it.
After she was injured that year, Shi Yu took it off from her arm and tied it to her thigh to stop the bleeding.
The pink scar and black strap make the thigh look whiter and tender.
Shi Yu turned her head and looked away at the right time without looking.
Meng Jijing didn't even look at it. He took a wrong step to the side and explained, "Ms. Tang, I'm sorry about what happened back then, but this scar has nothing to do with Meng."
Tang Xin asked back: "Who does that have to do with? You don't admit it, and he doesn't admit it either. So I have to find those piles of broken stones without long mouths to confess? It seems that I, the sufferer, have no reason to deal with it."
This mouth is comparable to Shi Yu's.
Meng Jijing put on an expression that showed that he had something to do with Shi Yu. When he saw her staring at her eyes reluctantly, he simply said: "Of course it's Mr. Shi. He ran out from Yu's house that day. It was Mr. Shi who carried you into the car." Yes, were you still sitting on his lap? Then there was a car accident, was your leg broken?"
Tang Xin showed her first smiling face when she walked in. She put down her skirt and nodded, saying, "If you don't say that Mr. Meng is a sensible person, thank you very much, Mr. Meng, and you can go."
Meng Jijing left and closed the door.
Shi Yu smoked the cigarette and leaned back into the back of the sofa, looking at her from head to toe as if she were watching a show, and then back to her face.
She is a pretty girl, she is still young, and her family background is good. Why can't she think of marrying him?
Can't you see that he doesn't want to?
If he doesn't want to do anything, no one can make him do it.
Tang Xin didn't look at him at all. She puffed out her chest like a proud baby bird, lifted up the hem of her short sweater, and pushed down the waist of her skirt, revealing a slim waist.
He ran his fingertips along a scar on his lower abdomen.
Before opening his mouth, Shi Yu laughed: "Why? This scar...is it because of me?"
He spoke carelessly, with a slight upward pitch at the end. He sat low and raised his head slightly, but it seemed as if he was looking down at an insignificant object.
There was a smile in his voice, and his eyes were emotionless, so cold that one could easily feel contempt.
Tang Xin still smiled sweetly and replied bluntly: "Yes."
"You have appendicitis and you want to blame me?"
"Pooh."
After confirming that he had seen clearly, Tang Xin arranged her clothes and walked around the low table, stood in front of him, and said condescendingly: "Shi Yu, do you have common sense at such an old age? Appendicitis surgery is not done here. This is a caesarean section." The scars left behind.”
"What the hell?"
Shi Yu pressed down his hand and told her to wait, picked up the phone and pressed the record button, then motioned to her and said, "Tell me, how do you want to cheat."
Tang Xin shook his head, pointed at the two scars with his hands, and smiled like a lady.
"Shi Yu, from here to here, do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"
