Warm Marriage: Sheng Pampers His Wife

Chapter 46 Strange Woman

As long as it is possible to recover, it cannot be said that Song Ying will live with a giant baby for the rest of his life
Otherwise it would be too cruel!
Zhong Yi was relieved for a little bit and breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly thought of another thing.

"It's the one who went to our class to look for you last time. She is very popular recently! There are posts about her on our school forums. To put it bluntly, she is now a celebrity among the college students in our S city. "

Song Ying guessed who it was when she said the first sentence, and smiled softly, "She did it on her own."

If it weren't for Ji Linyue's cleverness and frequent troubles, Zhou Qingyun would not have made a move.

But if Zhou Qingyun didn't make a move, the matter would definitely not reach this point.

But after all, Ji Linyue is too weird, otherwise the post would not have spread so widely.

Some replies appeared in her mind, and Song Ying raised the corners of her mouth.

Ji Linyue thought she was holding Song Mianmian's golden thigh, and she acted recklessly.In fact, she didn't get anything. Song Mianmian inherited Wei Qiuping's selfish temperament. At this time, she would never make a move.

So she can only bear all the comments and some random slanders for eyeballs.

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Chatted with no fixed intentions, Xia Tingjin had already selected the food, Song Ying took it and asked Zhong Yi to choose a few dishes, and finally deleted two comments that were not particularly good, and the rest were settled.

After about 10 minutes, the takeaways arrived one after another.

Song Ying was not hungry, so she ate a few mouthfuls of each dish and stopped touching it, while Xia Tingjin and Zhong Yi ate with gusto.

After the meal, the three of them spent more than half an hour digesting, then packed up their things and went out to buy dresses.

Zhong Yi has been waiting for Song Ying to say this for the past few days, now that she finally heard the exact news that she is going to be a bridesmaid, she is so excited that she doesn't know what to say.

Going down to the parking lot, she happily opened the door and got in the car. She smiled and said, "I want to wear purple, purple is noble!"

Xia Tingjin was not interested in what she said, and his eyes only stopped on Song Ying.

"It's up to you." Song Ying opened the driver's door and stepped in with one foot before realizing that Xia Tingjin hadn't moved.

She backed out, took a step to the side, opened the door for Xia Tingjin, and smiled faintly, "Sit in quickly!"

Xia Tingjin looked at the empty back seat, then at her, motionless as a mountain.

Song Ying smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xia Tingjin pursed his lips and looked in one direction.

Song Ying followed his gaze and unexpectedly saw Zhong Yi's head twitching.

This is... Want to sit in the passenger seat?

Shaking her head funny, Song Ying leaned into the car, pressed the back of the driver's seat with one hand, and patted Zhong Yi on the shoulder with the other, "Why don't you sit in the back?"

Zhong Yi was imagining the style of the bridesmaid's dress, and was stunned when he heard the sound. After several seconds, he asked Song Ying in surprise, "What did you say?"

Song Ying hooked her lips, "Tingjin wants to sit here, why don't you sit in the back?"

"..."

Squinting his eyes, Zhong Yi asked softly, "What will happen if I don't sit in the back?"

After finishing speaking, she felt bored, and before Song Ying could answer, she let out an annoyed voice, unbuckled her seat belt and said, "Then I'll sit in the back, and I won't fight with the brat."

In fact, regardless of other things, the childishness of the two people is comparable!
Song Ying smiled and exited the car.

Outside the car, Xia Tingjin watched Zhong Yi get out, and immediately stopped staying still, ran to the other side and got into the car, his movements were extremely quick.

Zhong Yi: "..."

Totally powerless to complain!

Zhong Yi sighed in his heart for a while, then thought about the style of the dress.

She came from a poor background, and she hadn't worn a formal dress at this age, so she didn't know what she would look like in it.

In the passenger seat in front, Xia Tingjin sat down with Song Ying as he wished, and he turned his head sideways and shouted, "A Ying."

Song Ying turned back to him while turning the car, "I'm here, what's wrong?"

Xia Tingjin looked at her affectionately, "You are so kind."

Song Ying raised one eyebrow, "You're not bad, either."

"Really?" Xia Tingjin's eyes widened in surprise.

"En." Changing gear and running to the ground, Song Ying was about to nod when two people tugging at each other suddenly appeared at the corner in front of the parking lot.

One was wearing a security suit and the other was wearing an ordinary cotton suit.

Frowning, Song Ying slowed down.

She thought that there should be no problem walking slowly, but before the car came to her, the man in security uniform trotted to stop her.

Suspiciously stopping the car, Song Ying pressed the window.

At the same time, the security guard rushed over, gasped and said, "Miss Song, it's really you, I thought I was wrong."

Song Ying recognized that this was the security guard who led Chen Rui to the property building the day she was arrested, and smiled politely, "It's me, may I ask you for anything?"

"I'm fine." The security guard took off his hat and fanned it, then pointed to a middle-aged woman standing a few meters away and said, "This lady is looking for you."

After finishing speaking, fearing that something might happen again, he added: "Recently, the community is under martial law. This lady has no pass and can't tell you your specific address, so we won't let her in. As a result, she took advantage of other people's vehicles to get out." When she was in the neighborhood, she ran over, and I was just stopping her!"

While listening to the security guard, Song Ying looked at the woman.

The woman looked like she was in her fifties, her cotton clothes were dusty, her hair was messy, her lips were chapped, and there were big bags under her eyes.

At first glance, it looks like the kind of migrant workers who work hard all year round and don't take much rest.

I don't know this person myself.

The security guard couldn't see what Song Ying meant, and asked, "Miss Song, do you think you want to meet her?"

Rubbing the steering wheel with her fingertips, Song Ying unbuckled her seat belt and said, "I'll go down and ask her what she wants from me?"

Hearing this answer, the security guard breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "She came once yesterday afternoon, and we didn't leave until after ten o'clock in the evening. We emphasized repeatedly that you were not there. Today she came again early in the morning, just after six o'clock. I saw her standing at the gate of the community when I was changing shifts. Speaking of which, if you don't see her this time, she will definitely come tomorrow."

This woman is so stubborn to see her.

Song Ying couldn't help feeling vigilant.

It's not that she doesn't believe in women, but that her recent encounters don't allow her to believe it.

Zhong Yi, who was also vigilant at the rear, exchanged a glance, Song Ying nodded to the security guard, and said, "I'll go and ask."

The security backed away to make way for Song Ying.

Zhong Yi followed and got out of the car.

The two walked up to the woman side by side, Song Ying looked at the woman up and down, and said, "I heard from the security guard in the community that you are looking for me..." "Are you Song Ying?" The woman suddenly raised her head.

Her expression at this moment was either happy or sad, Song Ying looked into her eyes, nodded, "I am."

Before the words fell to the ground, the woman knelt down on the concrete floor with a bang.

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