I refuse a marriage with a rich family unless my best friend joins me.

Chapter 83 It's You and Another Woman

"It's not too late now." For today's young people, how late is the early morning?

Song Huaijing had already walked in. When he got a little closer, Jiang Jingcheng could already smell the alcohol in the air, but she didn't know that this was the result of Song Huaijing opening the car window and blowing in the air all the way when he came back.

"Did you drink a lot?" Jiang Jingcheng asked worriedly.

She didn't prepare any sobering tea because Jiang Jingcheng knew that the principle of sobering tea was to promote metabolism, which was the same effect as drinking water.

"Will you feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Jingcheng said as he walked in front of Song Huaijing.

Song Huaijing smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, nothing is wrong."

He did drink a little too much, but Song Huaijing was very sensible and knew his limit, so he stopped drinking when he had almost finished.

Seeing Jiang Jingcheng approaching, Song Huaijing reached out and held him in his arms, rubbing his chin against the top of Jiang Jingcheng's head affectionately.

There was a stench of alcohol on him, but when Song Huaijing held him in his arms, Jiang Jingcheng didn't find it smell bad at all.

Jiang Jingcheng belatedly began to wonder, where is Song Huaijing's coat?
Yes, where is Song Huaijing’s suit jacket?
In the photo Lin Shuang sent to her, Song Huaijing's suit was being worn by another woman, and he had just returned without bringing his coat back.

Just when Jingcheng was daydreaming, Song Huaijing could no longer control himself. The two of them separated a little. He asked Jiang Jingcheng to raise her head, and he lowered his head to kiss her.

But when Song Huaijing was about to kiss her, Jiang Jingcheng rejected him.

Song Huaijing looked at Jiang Jingcheng blankly, not knowing why she would reject him. "What's wrong?"

The man's voice was hoarse and low, filled with desire that could not be concealed at all.

Jiang Jingcheng blinked her eyes, without beating around the bush or showing any fear, she said very softly, "I received a photo."

"What photo?" Song Huaijing asked back. The fact that Jiang Jingcheng specifically brought it up at this time showed that it was a very important photo.

Jiang Jingcheng said: "It's a photo of you and another woman."

Song Huaijing never thought that it would be a photo related to himself, so when Jiang Jingcheng said this, he frowned instantly and looked at Jiang Jingcheng with a serious expression.

Jiang Jingcheng still looked innocent as always. She looked at Song Huaijing without much emotion on her face.

"What photos are they? Can you show them to me?" Song Huaijing asked.

"Yeah." Jiang Jingcheng nodded. There's a saying that goes, even if you die, you should die with a clear conscience.

Song Huaijing let go of Jiang Jingcheng, she turned around and walked towards the sofa, Song Huaijing followed behind Jiang Jingcheng.

Then I soon saw the photo that Jiang Jingcheng mentioned.

Song Huaijing immediately confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the photo and the person in the photo was indeed him, but this photo alone could not represent anything.

Song Huaijing explained: "The person in the photo is my senior from college, Xin Long. She just returned to China recently and we met by chance."

"Her clothes were wet by accident, so I gave her my coat."

"Xin Long." Jiang Jingcheng murmured softly, feeling that the name was somewhat familiar.

Song Huaijing's college classmate, why did she feel familiar? Jiang Jingcheng soon realized that she had heard about him from Zheng Huixin!
That day in the hospital, Zheng Huixin said that she met Song Huailin’s college classmate when she was in Hong Kong. Isn’t that the name?
Is it true that you are not a person?
"What are you thinking about?" Song Huaijing saw Jiang Jingcheng in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

When Jiang Jingcheng looked towards him, Song Huaijing continued, "We haven't seen each other for many years. We just happened to meet today. We have nothing to do with each other."

Jiang Jingcheng looked at Song Huaijing a little embarrassed. She pursed her lips and smiled awkwardly, "I definitely believe you."

"But even though I believe you, I'm also a little curious about who that woman is."

After saying this, Jiang Jingcheng lowered his head, as if he was ashamed of his behavior.

Song Huaijing didn't care at all. He seemed to understand the girl's thoughts very well. He knew that she didn't distrust him, but he still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw another woman around the person he liked.

"If something like this happens again next time, please ask me directly, don't let your imagination run wild on your own, okay?" Song Huaijing looked at Jiang Jingcheng and said seriously.

Song Huaijing doesn't like to complicate things, especially when it comes to feelings.

Jiang Jingcheng hesitated, but finally nodded, "I understand."

Song Huaijing laughed, then raised his hand to rub Jiang Jingcheng's hair. Jiang Jingcheng didn't know whether he was in the wrong or for other reasons, but he just stood there obediently and didn't move.

The two returned to the bedroom, and Song Huaijing went to the bathroom to wash up. Jiang Jingcheng was already lying on the bed, but she was lying on her side with her eyes always looking towards the bathroom.

Jiang Jingcheng's mind was full of Song Huaijing.

It wasn't until the phone on the bedside table rang that Jiang Jingcheng came back to her senses. She took a look and found it was a WeChat message, but the frequency was locked so Jiang Jingcheng couldn't see the content of the message.

She stared at it for a few seconds, and then the screen went black. She never showed any intention of picking up the phone to take a look.

Because that was Song Huaijing's cell phone.

Even if she knew what Song Huaijing's cell phone password was.

Until Song Huaijing came out of the bathroom, the man was still holding a towel in his hand and casually wiping his slightly wet hair.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Jiang Jingcheng staring at him, and Song Huaijing couldn't help but curl his lips and smile.

Sometimes he really didn't understand why Jiang Jingcheng could always focus his attention on him, as if he had infinite appeal.

Song Huaijing simply tidied up and went to sit down beside the bed. After turning off the light, he lifted the quilt and lay down.

Jiang Jingcheng took the initiative to move towards Song Huaijing, and Song Huaijing took the opportunity to hold him in his arms, "Go to sleep."

The person in his arms moved, and Song Huaijing also felt that she was looking up at him, but he could not see Jiang Jingcheng's expression in the darkness.

Song Huaijing felt that Jiang Jingcheng seemed to have something to say, but she remained silent. Song Huaijing couldn't guess what Jiang Jingcheng wanted to say for a moment.

Knowing that Jiang Jingcheng's personality was often a little awkward, Song Huaijing asked her directly, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Jingcheng remained silent, and Song Huaijing was not in a hurry either. He waited patiently for her to answer him.

After a long while, Jiang Jingcheng's voice was heard in the quiet bedroom. She asked in a low voice: "Don't you want to do it?"

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