Jiang Suwan's ability to curse has always been top-notch, but after watching her really get angry and curse people without the ability to fight back, Song Chizhou realized that her strength was still underestimated.

After finishing the curse without repeating a word, Jiang Suwan took a symbolic breath.

"You're so fucking stupid, you can meet any kind of shit!"

She hung up the phone, threw the phone back on the bed. Looking back, he saw that Song Jinan had even forgotten to cry, and just stared at her with his mouth open in shock.

Behind Song Jinan, Aunt Xie also had the same expression.

"..."

Jiang Suwan raised her hand, slapped her head uncomfortably, and said, "He deserves it!"

Aunt Xie: "..."

Song Jinan: "Wow!"

The little guy didn't know whether he was frightened or the sadness came back to him. As soon as he closed his eyes and opened his mouth, he cried out again. While crying, he turned around and ran away.

"..." Aunt Xie was stunned for several seconds before raising her feet to catch up: "An'an, An'an, don't run!"

"..." Jiang Suwan looked at Song Jinan's running back with a depressed expression. After a while, she said quietly: "Song Chizhou, An An already knows about this matter. Go and explain to him."

Song Chizhou sighed, but remained unmoved: "Don't worry, let him calm down. You just said you wanted me to act with you, what kind of act?"

Jiang Suwan raised the corners of her mouth in a bad way: "...Humph."

"Snapped!"

In the spacious bedroom, there was a sudden sound of something brittle breaking.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp female voice shouted: "Song Chizhou, tell me what should I do now? Everyone is calling me a mistress, and everyone is cursing me for giving me my P photo. What do you want me to do?"

Jiang Suwan brushed her long hair irritably and walked to the balcony with her hands on her hips.

Song Chizhou frowned and chased after him: "I'm already thinking of a solution. Give me some time. What's the rush?"

"Hmph," Jiang Suwan sneered again and again: "Why am I in a hurry? Why am I not in a hurry? You are not the one being scolded! It's not like you haven't seen that my phone calls, text messages, and WeChat messages have all been bombarded!"

Song Chizhou looked at her with a very confused expression: "I saw it, what can I do? I can't stop it! Didn't I tell you to turn off the phone and change the phone? You refused to listen to me!"

"It's no use listening to you! Those people have called Song Jin'an!"

Song Chizhou shook his head: "I find you a bit unreasonable."

"Am I unreasonable?" Jiang Suwan seemed to have heard some big joke, and her anger suddenly rushed to the top of her head, and her voice broke with anger: "You are fucking unreasonable, Song Chizhou! If it weren't for you If the mess left behind cannot be cleaned up, will I be bullied by the Internet? If your ex-girlfriend hadn't spread rumors and caused trouble, would I have become like this? You put all the fault on me and made yourself invisible. Right?"

"Should I remove it completely? Am I invisible?" Song Chizhou was also annoyed, and his volume increased unconsciously: "If I wanted to be invisible, I wouldn't have responded to the self-exposed scar on Weibo! You have no conscience at all, Jiang Su Night."

"Fuck you, how can you have the nerve to say such things? If I didn't have a conscience, I would be your son's stepmother? If I didn't have a conscience, would I be kind to your son? You have no fucking conscience!"

"Oh, that sounds grand, but don't you know what your true purpose for An Anhao is? It's not for my money, it's for the resources of Xingyue Media!"

"You fart!" "Oh, the matter hasn't been resolved yet, why did you start a quarrel among yourself?"

Just as the smell of gunpowder in the room was getting stronger and stronger, Song Yu and Yan Lingfeng suddenly broke into the door and hurriedly tried to persuade them to fight.

"Sister-in-law!" Song Yu ran to Jiang Suwan's side, held her tightly with both hands, and said with a sad face: "Sister-in-law, please calm down and don't quarrel!"

And Yan Lingfeng went to pull Song Chizhou: "Song Chizhou! You don't know what to say! How can you say such things? My sister-in-law has been married to you for several years. Not to mention how virtuous she is, at least she has not made any mistakes. !You can’t say stupid things!”

Jiang Suwan didn't listen to the advice. She threw Song Yu away and pointed at Song Chizhou's nose and cursed: "Let him speak! I want to see what he, a boring gourd, can say!"

Song Chizhou didn't listen either. After pushing Yan Lingfeng away, he retorted: "Okay, then you have to dig your ears and listen carefully!"

The two adults, Yan Lingfeng and Song Yu, were pushed lightly by Jiang Suwan and his wife, and fell to the ground. At the same time, they were screaming ouch, which made the already chaotic scene even more chaotic.

Several people argued for almost half an hour, and finally Jiang Suwan slammed the door and left - going to the corridor outside the room and laughing loudly.

"Hahahaha! It's so suffocating for me, I almost couldn't help laughing just now!"

"Still laughing? I'm scared to death!" Song Yu crawled to the corridor and stood up, patting her chest and exhaling: "Sister-in-law is really worthy of being an actress, her acting is so lifelike, and those few curses just now, I’m scared!”

Yan Lingfeng nodded: "I'm really scared! I saw Song Chizhou talking back one sentence after another, and I felt like my sister-in-law's slap would fall on his face in the next second."

"Hi," Jiang Suwan waved her hand in embarrassment, then looked at Song Chizhou who pursed his lips and snickered and asked, "How are you doing? Are the paparazzi downstairs shocked?"

Song Chizhou raised his eyebrows: "Not only was he shocked, one of them was so frightened that he dropped his camera."

"That's fine," Jiang Suwan said with a meaningful smile: "They always like to add fuel to the fire, and this time, they will definitely push us to the point of domestic violence and divorce."

Song Chizhou was not very willing to hear the word "divorce". He did not respond, but said: "The play is over, I should go to the airport."

"Okay!" Jiang Suwan's expression instantly became serious: "Now is a special time, so I won't go to the airport to see you off. Please pay attention to your safety."

Song Chizhou said faintly, "Yeah", his reluctant eyes kept flowing on Jiang Suwan's face. In his heart, he wanted to hug Jiang Suwan, but there were two big light bulbs around him. After many struggles, he still didn't have the nerve to reach out.

It wasn't until Li Zong came up from downstairs and urged him to leave that he sighed helplessly, gave up the intention of hugging, and touched his head instead.

"I'm leaving. You should stay at home these few days and don't go out. I will ask Yan Lingfeng and Song Yu to guard the door of the house."

Yan Lingfeng: "...ah? Guarding the door of your home is not a dog's job..."

He wanted to complain that it was a dog's job to guard the door, but when his eyes met Song Chizhou's knife-wielding gaze, he stopped talking.

"Yes, Song Yu and I did the work. We will guard the door of the house to prevent anything suspicious from getting close to my sister-in-law."

Song Yu also vowed: "My dear brother, don't worry!"

Song Chizhou couldn't rest assured. Jiang Suwan was now in a turmoil. He could only feel relieved if he personally guarded her. But the situation was helpless, and he could only leave Jiang Suwan at home alone.

Taking advantage of the last moment, he pinched Jiang Suwan's face. After receiving Jiang Suwan's tilted head in response, he reluctantly turned around and followed Li Zong away.


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