Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 176 Will you miss me?
Zhou Zongjun was angry, his sister was bullied, and he couldn't calm down!

The right side of Song Chengli's face was red and swollen, and the huge pain made him wake up completely.

He could have fought back, but he didn't.

It was he who bullied Zhou Jingyuan and he should bear Zhou Zongjun's anger.

Just as the second punch was about to strike, Zhou Jingyuan grabbed Zhou Zongjun's arm tightly, her eyes red with anxiety, "Brother, it's not what you think, don't hit him!"

"Let go." Zhou Zongjun's face was gloomy and his voice was cold.

Zhou Jingyuan's heart trembled. His angry look made her frightened, but she still didn't dare to let go. She tried her best to persuade him: "Today is Brother Jingchuan's wedding day. It's not good for you to hit someone here. Don't do it on a happy day." If it’s unpleasant, we’ll handle it ourselves.”

Zhou Zongjun's face was ugly, and he could only stop temporarily, took two steps back, and moved his gaze to her, with a strong sense of oppression, "How do you deal with it? Stand and let him bully you?"

"I..." Zhou Jingyuan was speechless, not knowing how to explain what just happened.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Tang walked over with his eyebrows furrowed and looked at this scene in confusion.

Jiang Tang probably guessed what happened. The sounds of arguments exploded in her head, and she suddenly felt dizzy.

Zhou Jingyuan originally wanted to follow, but Jiang Tang asked her and Song Chengli to speak clearly on their own.

These words did not calm Zhou Zongjun's anger, but instead added fuel to the fire. He was standing up for this girl, but she was protecting an outsider who bullied her. That's great.

"Tangtang! What's wrong?" Zhou Zongjun was also frightened out of his mind, and his rationality returned, leaving only guilt and worry.

Zhou Zongjun was still worried and picked her up, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"Sister-in-law!" Zhou Jingyuan ran over in shock.

Jiang Tang calmed down for a while before feeling better, and said angrily: "If you want to fight, go out and fight. Don't affect others here."

"Zhou Jingyuan, you'd better shut up."

It seems childish to think that fighting will solve the problem.

Zhou Jingyuan whispered "sister-in-law" and lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

Jiang Tang was a little confused, "Who is responsible? What responsibility?"

At this time, Zhou Zongjun broke away from her hand. She was unsteady on her high heels and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she held on to the railing on the side in time.

Before Jiang Tang could ask the whole story, Song Chengli stood up from the ground with his hands on his hands, and with a smile on his face, he reluctantly said, "I'm sorry, I will be responsible for her."

Looking over with cold eyes, Zhou Jingyuan shivered. She had never been so cruel before, and her eyes became red uncontrollably.

Song Chengli caught her emotions, held her wrist to comfort her, and took two steps forward to block Zhou Zongjun's sight, "It's my problem. If you don't feel relieved, you can hit me again."

"Don't think I dare not!"

She just went to the toilet, what were they doing? How can such an old man imitate elementary school students in fighting?

Zhou Jingyuan: "?"

Jiang Tang hurriedly grabbed him and said, "What are you doing? If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Zhou Jingyuan also quickly pulled Song Chengli back and explained: "Brother, I kissed him drunk first, it's not his fault alone..."

Zhou Zongjun looked gloomy, clenched his fists, and his bones creaked. He picked up Song Chengli's collar angrily, throwing all his sense out of the sky, "Take your sister's responsibility!"

We have known each other for so many years, and our character is still trustworthy.
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The soundproofing effect of the door was so good that Sang Yu and Xi Jinbai didn't hear anything going on outside, and they slept for two hours before waking up.

Sang Yu changed out of her bridesmaid dress and put on her own dress.

The dress was returned to Tong Tong, and he said goodbye to her and left the manor.

On the way back, Sang Yu thought about Zhou Jingyuan and Song Chengli again, and asked Xi Jinbai, "Has Jingyuan liked Song Chengli for a long time?"

It seemed that she drank so much last time because she heard that Song Chengli was on a blind date with someone else.

Xi Jinbai asked, "I don't know anything about them."

He and Zhou Jingyuan were not familiar with each other before. If they hadn't thought of asking her for help, they wouldn't have spoken a few words, so how could they pay attention to who she liked.

Sang Yu also knew that he had asked the wrong person, "Well, you are so slow, so naturally you can't tell."

Xi Jinbai was silent for a moment and said in a low voice, "Well, I'm just too slow."

These words surprised Sang Yu, "I thought you would refute me."

Xi Jinbai squeezed her hand and played with it, and admitted frankly, "I'm really not emotionally aware, so I made you feel wronged."

Sang Yu was slightly startled, always feeling that the words had other meanings, and that he was overthinking it, and Xi Jinbai didn't know that she had a crush on him.

She didn't want to mention the past things anymore, so she brought up the topic, "My phone is out of battery, can I play with your phone?"

"Yes." Xi Jinbai took out his mobile phone from the lining pocket of his suit and handed it to her.

Sang Yu suddenly remembered a video she had seen a few days ago, saying that no one could come out of her boyfriend's phone smiling. She had never doubted Xi Jinbai, she just asked jokingly: "Is there any secret?"

Xi Jinbai chuckled, "You can read it as you like."

His phone didn't even have a password. Sang Yu glanced at it casually. The desktop was simple and clean, with no messy software, not even shopping software.

That's right, he usually asks his assistant to buy whatever he wants, so there's no need to shop online. Sang Yu wanted to find a mini game in the mini program to kill some time. When she opened WeChat, she saw a group with more than a dozen unread messages. She did not click on it and asked Xi Jinbai: "You have group messages, do you want to see them?" "

"Look at it for me." Xi Jinbai was leaning forward, sitting in a relaxed posture with his legs crossed.

Even the most idle movements on his body are particularly pleasing to the eye, and his extraordinary temperament is revealed in every move.

Sang Yu clicked on the group chat and flipped to the unread messages at the top.

At two o'clock, Shen Yan sent a message: [Did Song Chengli hit a tree while drunk? His face was swollen. 】

Others heard the sound and came.

【real or fake? I hit a tree hahahahahahahaha, sorry, I don’t usually laugh unless I can’t help it. 】

[Do you have any photos? I want to see how it turned out. 】

【Where is Song Chengli? I searched around but couldn't find it, and I didn't answer the phone. 】

[Did he run away first because he was afraid that we would see him and laugh at him? 】

Sang Yu handed the phone to Xi Jinbai to look at.

He smiled and concluded: "Most likely he was beaten."

Sang Yu blinked, "By Zhou Zongjun?"

"Well, I guess so."

Although Zhou Zongjun despises Zhou Jingyuan on the surface, he actually dotes on his sister. Now that his brother covets her and hides it from him, you can imagine how angry he will be.

There is news below.

[Have any of you seen Zhou Zongjun? I have something to do with him, but he doesn't answer the phone. 】

[I saw Jiang Tang at the door. She was feeling unwell. Zhou Zongjun took her to the hospital. 】

Sang Yu was a little worried, "Should we go to the hospital to see Jiang Tang?"

"Call and ask first."

Xi Jinbai logged out of WeChat and dialed Jiang Tang's number.

The prompt sounds for a while and then is connected.

He spoke concisely and to the point: "Which hospital is it at?"

"My stomach is not feeling well. I took the medicine and went home." Jiang Tang's voice was a little low, not as energetic as usual.

Xi Jinbai warned in a deep voice: "Take good care of yourself and don't eat random things."

"Ah."

After chatting for a few words, we hung up.

Sang Yu was relieved to hear that she was fine.
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September seems to go by so fast, almost in a blink of an eye.

Several sets of clothes designed by Sang Yu for the crew have been customized in a hurry. The director is very satisfied, and her work is over. She has booked a flight back to Hong Kong Island on October 3rd.

On October 2nd, Xi Jinbai spent a day with her on a date. He went to see a stage play in the afternoon and went to the night market with her in the evening. He didn't go home until nine o'clock.

Sang Yu’s luggage hasn’t been packed yet.

After living here for a month, I have a lot more stuff, and it takes more time to pack it up.

The color of the home was originally monotonous, but since she moved in, a lot of bright colors have been added, making it more like a home and more smoky than before.

After she finished tidying up, the bedroom seemed to be completely empty, which she wasn't used to.

It was like a certain corner in Xi Jinbai's heart became empty.

Sang Yu was sweating and was about to take a shower. When he passed by Xi Jinbai, he suddenly grabbed his wrist and took him to the bed.

Without saying a word, he just kissed her.

The big hands on the waist have strong control.

Their lips and teeth fit together, making it difficult to separate them.

Sang Yu was kissed so hard that his brain lacked oxygen, and he vaguely heard him asking in his ear: "Will you miss me?"

The low-alcohol voice has a special grainy feel, as if gravel is grinding in the ear.

She endured the itching in her ears and whispered, "Yes."

Xi Jinbai was obviously not satisfied with the answer, so he bit her lip as punishment and said, "Answer again."

Sang Yu opened his twinkling eyes, and the light above his head also refracted in, melting into crystal clear water, "...Yes."

This time it's an affirmative sentence.

"I'll miss you too."

His voice and kiss fell at the same time.