Warm Marriage: Sheng Pampers His Wife

Chapter 20 WeChat Screenshots
The park is not far from the community, about 15 minutes walk.

On the weekend, there was also a chrysanthemum exhibition, and there was an endless stream of visitors at the entrance of the park. Song Ying bought two cups of hot drinks at the milk tea shop outside the park before taking Xia Tingjin in.

Both of them were wearing black trench coats. The man was tall and handsome, with deep features, and his face seemed to have been cut with a knife and an axe, with sharp edges and corners.Although the woman is not a top-notch beauty, she is not bad either. Her facial features are extremely attractive, and there is a sense of coolness in her gentle face.

A few girls who could tell they were college students stared at the two of them for a while, and then approached them nervously to chat.

It's not that I want to hook up, but... I want to confirm something.

The girls looked at each other, and the tallest one came out and reached out to stop Song Ying; "Hello, are you Song Ying from S University?"

When Song Ying came in, she noticed a few people, lowered her eyes and said, "I am, you are also from S?"

"We are freshmen in the Faculty of Liberal Arts of S University." Another girl rushed to say, "We know Sister Song."

At the freshman welcome meeting two months ago, she spoke on stage as a sophomore outstanding student representative, so it is not surprising that she was known.

Song Ying curled her lips, "Are you also coming to the Chrysanthemum Exhibition?"

"Yeah, there's nothing to do on the weekend." The girls gradually lowered their voices, and in the end, they actually disappeared.

Song Ying felt strange for no reason.

After pondering for a moment, she asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?"

The girls looked at each other, and finally the tallest girl stood up, holding the phone in her right hand: "Senior Song, in fact, what is said above is all false!"

Song Ying was taken aback.

The girl raised her hand, "Look at this."

Song Ying took the phone thoughtfully.

The girl was afraid that she would not be able to find it, so she reminded, "Swipe to the left, and all the pictures behind will be there."

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Song Ying flipped through the girl's phone albums one by one.

To be precise, it is a screenshot of WeChat.

There are more than 20 screenshots, most of which are a person named "Qingcheng Qingcheng" talking.

The content is naturally related to her.

"Senior Song." Seeing Song Ying's face getting colder and colder, the girl said uneasily, "We saw this last night in the exchange group for first-year students in S University, and this Qingcheng Qingcheng was only added last night."

They had never seen this person before, but last night when everyone was online at [-] o'clock, this all-powerful person suddenly popped up, and then regardless of whether other people were chatting or not, he sent so many slandering sister Song all at once. content.

These girls are in the same dormitory, and they usually discuss their seniors and sisters.

In their hearts, Senior Sister Song studies well, has a good family background, treats people kindly, is also beautiful, and is a goddess-level existence.

They just have to be like her in the future.

The girls consciously regarded Song Ying as an idol. Naturally, after reading those contents, the first feeling was disbelief.

But that "Qingcheng Qingcheng" clamored a lot in the group, even if they were willing to believe in Song Ying, they were still a little uncertain in their hearts.

People's hearts are separated by belly, even their parents often miss people in life, let alone them who have not yet stepped out of the ivory tower?
The girls looked at the increasing speculation in the group, confused and worried.

But Song Ying seldom used social accounts, even if they wanted to ask, they couldn't find anyone.He could only watch helplessly as the words in the screenshot were posted on the school forum.

Before they left school this morning, the school forum was blown up.

The girl felt a little sad thinking about those shocking words.

Outsiders like them feel uncomfortable seeing them. If Senior Sister Song sees them, I don't know how sad they will be.

Of course, the premise is that Senior Song is innocent.

If she is really the kind of person with a heavy city, then think of them as worrying for nothing.

The girl thought about it, and looked at Song Ying uneasily.

By the way, take a peek at Xia Tingjin.

She seemed to have seen this man before, but if she really wanted to, she couldn't remember it.

He looks older than senior sister Song, but he has to admit that his appearance is impeccable, even He Yunxi, the chairman of the student union of their school, can't match him.

If Senior Sister Song did those things because of such a person, it seems... justifiable.

The girl stared at Xia Tingjin, unconsciously lost in thought.

Xia Tingjin: "..."

Not liking the way she looked at her, Xia Tingjin pursed his lips and pulled Song Ying's clothes slightly.

"A Ying," he pressed close to Song Ying's ear, "Let's go!"

Song Ying's fingertips rested on the display screen without moving.

Xia Tingjin was puzzled and bent down to look at her.

Song Ying finally felt something, pulled the corners of her mouth, said "wait a minute", and then returned the phone to the girl.

"Thank you." The girls all had secret worries on their faces. Song Ying could see that they cared about herself, so she squinted her eyes and said, "These things are all fake, you don't need to care about them."

The girl with the mobile phone was overjoyed and said, "I knew it."

Senior Sister Song is such an excellent person, how could she act as a mistress and steal her sister's fiancé?So that Qingcheng Qingcheng is definitely a slander.

The girls got the answers they wanted, and their expressions finally stopped being serious, but then a question came to their minds at the same time.

"Sister Song." This time a different girl spoke, she looked up at Song Ying slightly, and said puzzledly: "Qingcheng Qingcheng openly slandered you in the school student group, do you have a suspicion with this person?"

"Maybe!" This Qingcheng Qingcheng said it with style, and some details can even be matched with reality, so it is not certain that she knows it.

I have a vague guess in my heart, but I can't tell these girls.

Smiling, Song Ying said, "I'll check it out, you don't have to worry."

The girls nodded hesitantly.

Song Ying was afraid that Xia Tingjin would be in a hurry, so she continued: "Leave one of your contact information for me first, and I will treat you to dinner another day."

I just kindly reminded them, but the goddess invited me to dinner, and the girls were so happy that they quickly reported their numbers and names.

Song Ying wrote it down carefully, and went to a shop not far away to buy milk tea, gave it to these girls, and left with Xia Tingjin.

After a while, Xia Tingjin has already seen that these girls are not malicious.He didn't hate people who were nice to A Ying, and looked back at the girls who were still chattering, and said, "A Ying, are you in trouble again?"

He didn't read the content on the phone, but he heard the conversation between Song Ying and the girls.

Intuition that what Song Ying met was not a good thing.

Xia Tingjin gritted his teeth.

He had known Ah Ying only a few days, and she had encountered so many things. When he didn't know her before, she must have had a more difficult life.

Sorrow flooded people like a tide, Xia Tingjin turned to look at Song Ying, and suddenly lost the mind to go to the park.

And Song Ying's purpose was to make him happy. Now that he was unhappy, she was not in the mood. After thinking about it, she took people away.

On the way back, Song Ying wanted to ask Xia Tingjin several times why he was unhappy.

But he didn't say a word, Song Ying had no choice but to give up.

When the two left, they were in high spirits, but when they came back, they competed with each other. Zhou Qingyun, who was waiting downstairs in Song Ying's apartment, couldn't help laughing when he saw the two of them like this.

"What's wrong with you?" She opened the car door and asked.

"Mom." Xia Tingjin ran over to hug Zhou Qingyun, "I'll marry A Ying tomorrow, okay?"

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