Pampered new wife: Song Shao, kiss gently

Chapter 3 Where Are My Clothes?

Song Yiting's hand holding the tie froze slightly, and a dim light flashed in his pitch-black phoenix eyes, "Su Xia, you think too highly of yourself, and I still don't think much of you."

After speaking, he took his clothes and went into the bathroom.
Su Xia didn't expect him to say that, and there was a hint of disbelief in her angry eyes. She opened the bathrobe and found that there were no traces of ambiguity on her body, and there was no discomfort. Could it be that the two of them didn't Well, she remembered that she was clinging to him like an octopus, so how did she get rid of the medicinal power?
Su Xia was stunned. Thinking of her own words, she seemed to be overwhelmed but rejected. She was angry and hated in her heart, and she was even more angry that she was ashamed.
When Song Yiting came out, she saw Su Xia wrapped up like a silkworm baby, rolling around on the bed. This is what Su Xia looks like when she is struggling.

A faint smile flashed across those cold and indifferent eyes.
Suddenly, Su Xia jumped out of the quilt, and was startled when she saw Song Yiting standing not far away.
She blushed with a delicate and elegant little face, staring at her big eyes and said viciously, "You walk without making a sound, are you a ghost?" Someone was completely ashamed and was venting his anger.
Song Yiting didn't speak, raised his eyebrows slightly, threw a white dress in front of Su Xia, and walked out.
Su Xia looked at the dress in front of her, new underwear on the head of the bed, and a pair of delicate high heels under the bed.
"I don't need your things, I only wear my own clothes. Where are my clothes?" The light voice was full of coldness and aloofness.

"If you don't want to wear it, you don't need to wear it." Song Yiting tightly clenched and loosened his hand on the handle, and in his calm and low voice, he couldn't feel any emotion from him.

Open the door, close the door, leave without any pause.

Su Xia looked at the disappearing tall figure, her eyes were even colder, and the tears fell unstoppably, Su Xia bit her lips, her heart was full of resentment, grievance and inexplicable irritability.

Why Song Yiting, why him!
After calming down, Su Xia put on the white dress again, because her clothes were already scuffed and wet, so she couldn't wear them at all. Looking at the time, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon Yes, she was absent from work all afternoon. She picked up her bag and quietly opened the door. It was quiet outside. It seemed that grandma's birthday banquet was over. When she thought of this, Su Xia's heart skipped a beat. Liang, drugged her own granddaughter and sent her to the bed of an old man, is this really her own grandma?.
Although I am used to grandma's eccentricity and indifference towards me, she is also her granddaughter, how could she be so cruel, Su Xia bit her lips fiercely, suppressing the sourness in her heart. She raised her head proudly, Walk slowly towards the elevator.
The moment the elevators closed, Song Yiting came out from the corner, and his eyes stopped on the elevator.
"Have you figured it all out?" In the melodious and pleasant voice, there was frost that froze people to death.
"Yes, young master, it's all here." Zhao Kai handed over the information he found to Song Yiting.
"Well, check everything that happened to her in the past few years." Song Yiting took the information and said lightly.
"Ah! Oh, yes. Young master, you can't be." Zhao Kai asked curiously.
"Go to the company." Song Yiting glanced at Zhao Kai indifferently, and had no intention of satisfying his curiosity at all.
Zhao Kai pouted, "Yes."

Su Xia returned to her apartment with exhaustion all over her body. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw Su Ruoyan and Ye Wenxuan standing at the door of her apartment.

(End of this chapter)