Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

Chapter 388 Miss you

Shen Wanyi raised his eyelids when he heard the unbearable insults. His expression was as calm as ever, and his eyes could not withstand the slightest ripple, as if he was looking at an immature child.

Her eyes were calm and her expression was cold. She listened to Meng Qingran's words in a neutral manner, "Are you done?"

Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Meng Qingran felt like a clown. She instantly became angry, and her face, which was delicately made up, twisted slightly with anger. "As long as you leave Yuncheng, I will meet all the conditions you proposed."

This was the biggest concession she had made. As long as the person was not there, everything could go back to the way it was before. The same went for her relationship with Song Shichen. She was the only one who could stay by his side.

Shen Wanyi raised his chin and hit the nail on the head, his lips curled up in a knowing smile, "You like Song Shichen." It was an affirmative statement.

"It has nothing to do with you. You just need to consider my conditions." Meng Qingran's expression paused, and after a brief pause, she snorted coldly.

"Since it has nothing to do with me, then may I ask why I should leave? As long as there is a reasonable explanation, I can leave now." Shen Wanyi chuckled, as if mocking what she said.

Meng Qingran was hurt by the bright smile on Shen Wanyi's face. She thought it was a provocation, and she was furious. "You are so shameless!"

She was so angry that she slapped the round glass table hard, making a loud noise, attracting the attention of everyone in the cafe.

Shen Wanyi didn't expect her to suddenly slam the table, and a cold look appeared in her cold eyes, "Ms. Meng, it seems that there is no need for us to talk."

She picked up her bag and stood up, looking back at Meng Qingran, her voice was slightly cold, "First come, first served, you are the one to leave. You like Song Shichen, that's your business, how to deal with it is his business, so, you go and talk to him, if he agrees, I will voluntarily withdraw."

"I won't tell him about today. The rest is up to you."

The woman walked away with a calm pace, and her figure stood out from the crowd. She exuded confidence from the inside out, as if she was a winner.

Meng Qingran's eyes were fixed on the direction where Shen Wanyi left. His expression was tense and there was a chilling coldness in his eyes. He had a lot of anger that he had no place to vent!

  Such a blatant humiliation, bitch, bitch! She would not give up. Song Shichen could only be hers, and she would be the one to stay by his side! The position of Mrs. Song in the future belonged to her!

She made a phone call, and the other end picked up quickly. A teasing voice came to her ears, "Oh, the sun rises in the west. How come Sister Qingran thought of me? I'm really flattered."

Meng Qingran got straight to the point. She straightened her face and said, "Brother Yinghuai, I want to ask you for help with something."

Song Yinghuai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, looking a little surprised that Meng Qingran would ask him for help, "About the third brother?"

The only person he could think of in his mind was Song Shichen, because only he had the ability to make Meng Qingran speak. She was proud by nature and would never speak unless she had no other choice.

"Brother Yinghuai is really good at predicting things. Only you can help me with this..." Meng Qingran smiled. She slowly told him her plan. A vicious light suddenly burst out of her eyes, and the insoluble hatred condensed in her pupils.

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On the way back to the hospital from the cafe, the sunlight shone on my body through the gaps between the leaves, making me feel a faint warmth.

  Shen Wanyi walked in silence, but she was not happy because she had won the argument with Meng Qingran. Instead, she felt even more depressed, as if a huge stone was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe.

Aunt Chen took a leave of absence because of something at home, so Shen Wanyi got off work early, put on an apron and ran to the kitchen to cook. She took fresh vegetables from the refrigerator shelf, rolled up her sleeves, put them on the chopping board, and skillfully slashed them with a knife.

She slowly lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, casting a shadow under her eyes. The sharp knife fell on the vegetables, and regular sounds slowly rang out in the kitchen.

Her gestures of cutting vegetables were quick and skillful, and her knife skills were neat. After cutting, she put them aside to wash. She looked at the flowing water in front of her, and her thoughts flew away.

She was distracted and didn't even notice when Song Shichen came in. The water was still full and about to overflow. Shen Wanyi quickly came to her senses and found that someone had turned off the water first.

"What are you thinking about? You're so engrossed." Song Shichen took out the vegetables from the basin and rinsed them with water again. He was puzzled by Shen Wanyi's dazed behavior.

Shen Wanyi dodged Song Shichen's inquiring gaze and said, "Nothing." She poured the vegetables into the pot and stir-fried them evenly.

Song Shichen's eyes were filled with the figure in the kitchen. He walked behind Shen Wanyi, put his hands around the woman's slender waist, bent down slightly, and gently rested his chin on her shoulder, "I miss you, Wanwan."

In a posture of complete possession, his breath was filled with the fragrance emanating from her body, which made his eyes filled with a dizzying tenderness, and the fatigue from a busy day disappeared at this moment.

The unexpected hug from behind made Shen Wanyi's body stiffen. The two of them were very close to each other, and their postures were very ambiguous. They could hear each other's interlaced breathing in their ears.

She tilted her head and rubbed the man's cheek, and said unhappily, "I'm here." Why didn't she realize that Song Shichen was so clingy before.

"Hmm..." Song Shichen responded softly, his tone seemed to carry a hint of grievance. He tightened his arms, quietly feeling this sense of security that belonged to him alone.

Seeing the aroma of the food in the pot, Shen Wanyi kissed his cheek and said, "Stop it, the food is about to get burnt."

After receiving the reward, Song Shichen reluctantly let go and started to help her, handing her the seasonings, taking out plates from the cupboard to put the dishes on, and bringing them to the table outside to set them up.

The two of them were busy in the kitchen preparing dinner, and they looked a bit like an ordinary couple.

The delicious dishes on the table make people salivate and instantly arouse their appetite.

This was the first time that Song Shichen had eaten a dish cooked by Shen Wanyi himself. He couldn't help but move his chopsticks a few more times and ate most of it. This was also the most delicious dish he had ever eaten.

Shen Wanyi felt a little full after eating a table full of dishes. She felt uncomfortable with fullness, so she stood up and walked back and forth in the living room. She found a digestive tablet in the cupboard and put one in her mouth.

Song Shichen cleaned up the dishes and came out. Seeing that she was in pain, he wiped the water off his hands, sat next to her, and put his hand on the woman's belly and rubbed it gently, "Are you still in pain?"

The warm big palm rubbed regularly, and the hot temperature was transmitted to the skin through the fabric of clothes. The inexplicable touch aroused an electric current.

"Hmm..." Shen Wanyi responded with a frown on her face. The man's hand seemed to have magic, relieving her discomfort at the moment, and her brows gradually relaxed.