The two looked at each other in the air, both stunned.
Immediately, Pei Zhi's face instantly turned red and he quickly looked away.
He lowered his head, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yin would happen to see such a miserable side of himself.
At the same time, Jiang Yin quickly withdrew his gaze and seemed to be avoiding intentionally.
So many things had happened before, Jiang Yin thought that she should be happy to see Pei Zhi end up like this.
But in fact, she couldn't feel any joy, and her mood was not as refreshing as expected.
She was silent for a moment, then looked up at Xia Huainan.
"Lawyer Xia, thank you for today, I will go back first."
As she said that, she seemed to think of something again, waved the handkerchief towards him, and smiled.
"I'll take this back first. I'll clean it and return it to you next time we meet."
Xia Huainan still looked gentle, smiled, nodded, and said 'ok'.
Jiang Yin waved to him, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction to where Pei Zhi was standing.
Xia Huainan didn't move, just stood there, watching her leave.
Although this is a suburb and the location is a bit remote, it is not so difficult to call a taxi.
There will be a street lamp not far apart on both sides of the road, illuminating the surrounding area.
So Jiang Yin didn't feel that it was scary to walk alone at night.
After walking forward for a while, Jiang Yin stood under a streetlight, took out his mobile phone, and opened the online car-hailing software.
The driver came over not long after, Jiang Yin got in the car and left.
From beginning to end, she never noticed that there was a pair of eyes silently watching her from a distance.
…
Song Muchen stood on the terrace on the top floor. No one would come here, so it was very quiet.
There was curl of smoke at his fingertips, floating gently in the breeze.
He saw Xia Huainan putting clothes on Jiang Yin, handing her a handkerchief, and also saw the conversation between the two.
It wasn't until she said goodbye to Xia Huainan that she left alone.
She stood quietly under the streetlight, waiting for the car. The dim streetlight stretched her already thin figure even longer.
A gust of wind blew by, raising her long hair, and she crossed her arms and tightened her clothes.
She looked so fragile and lonely like that, which made people feel a faint pain in their heart.
When the last spark on his fingertips burned out, Song Muchen lowered his eyes, touched his pocket, took out another one, and continued to light it.
He took a deep breath and finally felt the tightness in his chest dissipate a bit.
Then, he smiled, with one part sarcasm and one part bitterness.
Recently, his addiction to smoking seems to have become much stronger. It was clear that before, he would not be too dependent on anything.
He looked up again, just in time to see Jiang Yin getting into the car.
The car started slowly, and she gradually disappeared from his sight.
Song Muchen withdrew his gaze and turned to look in another direction.
After a while, he took out his cell phone and dialed Pei Zhi's number.
As soon as the phone rang, the person on the other end picked up the call within seconds.
"Mr. Song! I..."
Pei Zhi's voice sounded slightly trembling, as if he was about to cry.
Before he could speak, Song Muchen interrupted him coldly and put down two words concisely.
"Come in."
Maybe he had been smoking a lot recently, and his voice sounded a little more hoarse than usual.
After finishing speaking, Song Muchen hung up the phone directly.
He turned around and was about to leave, but saw Su Wanyu standing at the door, looking at him with tearful eyes.
Song Muchen stood still and did not move again.
Looking at Su Wanyu's appearance, to be honest, he didn't feel anything at all.
However, through Su Wanyu, he couldn't help but think of another girl.
Just now, Jiang Yin also cried. She had looked at him with such tearful eyes before.
Just when he said those hurtful words without hesitation.
Such remarks are an intolerable humiliation for any woman.
What's more, he knows better than anyone that Jiang Yin is not that kind of person.
So one can imagine how she felt at that time, how humiliated and aggrieved she must have been.
Song Muchen put back his wandering thoughts, took a step back, and leaned against the railing behind.
He looked at Su Wanyu opposite, with an expression of indifference and alienation.
"What's up?"
Seeing him taking the initiative to ask, Su Wanyu suddenly felt even more aggrieved.
