Are you yourself, or are you disgusted with me?"

Pointing at the tip of Song Wei's nose, she said angrily, "A woman like her has spots all over her face after taking off her makeup. She may even take off her clothes and her breasts will sag. Can you sleep on it? I'd rather you sleep outside on a chicken."

I don’t want you to sleep with this second-hand trash woman.”

"Su Jingxian, if divorced women are trash, then you are also trash, and you are the non-recyclable type." Song Wei held Qin Sen's hand and calmly replied,

Su Jingxian was so shocked that she was speechless.

Isn't she just non-recyclable garbage?

She begged Qin Sen to take her back, but Qin Sen refused.

After saying that, Song Wei smiled and took Qin Sen upstairs.

That night, Song Wei stayed at Qin Sen's place for the night.

Of course, nothing happened between her and Qin Sen, but they created the illusion that something had happened.

Twelve o'clock in the evening.

From Qin Sen's bedroom, there was a faint sound.

Sometimes delicate.

Sometimes low and long.

Sometimes high and excited.

Su Jingxian, who had been standing outside the villa, was so angry that she was about to explode on the spot: Song Wei, you second-hand woman, you dare to steal my man, I will never finish with you...

Song Wei deliberately lifted the curtains and looked at the furious Su Jingxian outside the villa, "Mr. Qin, can I ask you a more private matter?"

"You ask." Qin Sen stood beside her.

She withdrew her gaze from the window and looked at him in the dim light, who could manage his short hair so handsomely. "How long did you and Su Jingxian live together as a couple before?"

"..." This question was private enough, so Qin Sen didn't answer it.

Song Wei also felt embarrassed, "I, am I too direct?"
Chapter completed!