Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 887 Is the marriage certificate fake?

Ning An tied up her hair with a hair tie.

Song Shaoyan stood aside and watched her silently, feeling suddenly in a trance in his heart.

"Although it's raining today, it's not cold. I'll take you to play billiards. If you don't want to play, you can just watch." Song Shaoyan said.

"I don't know your friends well."

"Just play around and you'll get used to it."

"Sorry, I'm really not interested."

Ning An replied coldly that he never wanted to talk to him again, and went straight into the bathroom, closing the door.

She can still remember everything he did to her last night. She is not so forgetful. After being raped by him, she still happily went out to play with him.

Her eyes were cold and her face was extremely indifferent.

She turned on the tap and washed her face in the bathroom.

The rain hadn't stopped, it was pattering down.

This weekend, she asked Ye Jiaqi out for lunch, so it was impossible to go out with Song Shaoyan.

Unless she had to, she would not go out with Song Shaoyan again.

At least in this way, it won't be too embarrassing when divorced in the future.

She doesn't care who he likes to accompany.

Song Shaoyan was shut down, feeling uncomfortable, but didn't know what to say.

He frowned and stood back to the window, folded his arms, silently looking at the big bed in the bedroom.

Her fragrance still lingers in the air.

After a while, Ning An came out. Seeing that Song Shaoyan was still there, she frowned.

She glanced at him, didn't intend to answer him, and sat down in front of the vanity mirror to start putting on makeup.

"You want to go out?" Song Shaoyan asked coldly.

"Ah."

"To whom?"

"What does it have to do with you? I never ask you, and you don't ask me."

"I can't even ask? Is our marriage certificate fake?!" Song Shaoyan's anger was successfully provoked by Ning An again.

"You know why we got married." In the past, she refused to admit it and was unwilling to face the reality, but now she is calm, "So, why bother about my personal life."

She doesn't want to say too much.

He should know it himself.

Ning An put on light makeup and put on bean paste-colored lipstick.

Very everyday makeup, elegant and beautiful.

She tied up her long hair casually, and clipped a pearl hairpin.

She didn't bother to change her skirt, and matched it with a pair of off-white high heels.

It may be that she wears too much professional attire on weekdays, and Song Shaoyan couldn't adapt to the woman in front of her all of a sudden.

It was summer when they got married, and he hadn't looked carefully at how she looked in spring clothes.

Seeing him today made him startled slightly.

There is a touch of charm in maturity, and a little style in calmness.

His brows frowned deeper: "You are so beautifully dressed, are you going to meet a man?"

Ning An, who was carrying the bag on his back, gave a slight pause, and then a mocking sneer burst out from the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master Song, you are a straight man with terminal cancer, right?"

"What do you mean?" Song Shaoyan didn't understand.

"It's nothing interesting, I'll praise you." Ning An smiled at him.

Song Shaoyan was upset, this doesn't sound like a compliment to him, how could she praise him.

Ning An didn't say another word to him, and went out with his bag on his back.

When Song Shaoyan was about to speak again, she had already walked away.

Ning An went to the garage to pick up the car and called Ye Jiaqi.

"Jiaqi, are you going to eat hot pot?"

"Okay, how about going to the Ruyi Hot Pot on the third floor in the city center? I heard that the taste is very good. I will give you a doll today."

"Little doll? I like it." Ning An smiled.

"Well! Let's go there then!"

"I'll pick you up, by the way."

"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs!"

(End of this chapter)