Qizai returns, she is snapped up by wealthy bosses

Chapter 527: Even the coffin boards can’t hold it down

Sheng Tingshen obviously noticed it, but he didn't laugh at Song Ya, and he didn't even have any strange expression on his face.

This made Song Ya's heart suddenly warm.

If it were any other man, he would definitely not be able to do this.

Or laugh at her for being fat.

Or laugh at her for having so much fat in her belly.

Or look at her with disgust.

Only Mr. Sheng would not do this.

So Mr. Sheng, what a good man he is!

The warmth in Song Ya's heart turned into annoyance and shame.

She is so stupid. Why did she misunderstand Mr. Sheng before?

How could Mr. Sheng be a man affected by other people's gossip!

The reason why Mr. Sheng is Mr. Sheng!

It's because he is different from other men!

After thinking about it like this, Song Ya suddenly became enlightened.

She originally wanted to ask.

Why did Sheng Tingshen turn a blind eye to her when he was walking behind her that day, and even walked past her.

But now Song Ya feels there is no need to ask.

There's no need for it at all.

Mr. Sheng must have been in a bad mood, so he didn't notice her.

It’s definitely not because she dislikes her and avoids suspicion!

The more she thought about it, the more courage Song Ya gained.

So she boldly asked again: "Mr. Sheng, can you tell me why you are in a bad mood?"

Sheng Tingshen did not answer, but glanced at Song Ya.

Under the moonlight, the man's eyes were deep.

Seeing this, Song Ya's courage that she had just summoned was instantly gone.

She explained with some embarrassment: "Mr. Sheng, I know I am not qualified to ask this, because it turns out that I am in a bad mood, and my sister will always chat with me and let me talk. After such a chat, I will feel much better, so, "

Song Ya bit her lip.

Sheng Ting understood what Song Ya meant.

But he had no intention of talking.

"It's very late. It's dangerous for you to be a woman walking outside. Go back." Sheng Ting said deeply.

It turns out that he would send Song Ya away.

But tonight, he didn't have the intention to give it away.

He just wanted to be alone.

"I'm fat, so it's not dangerous." Song Ya said.

Sheng Tingshen: "......"

His mood was extremely depressed and heavy.

Because of Song Ya’s words, it was momentary...

Sheng Ting sighed deeply.

Or maybe he felt Song Ya's sincerity.

That kind of sincerity without any reservation or pretense made Sheng Tingshen, who didn't want to talk at first, suddenly have the urge to talk.

It is true that sometimes worries have been accumulated for a long time, and it feels uncomfortable to be trapped in the heart.

Sometimes talking is also a good way to resolve problems.

"I'm in a bad mood because of my ex-wife." Sheng Tingshen suddenly said in a low voice.

Song Ya's heart tightened and she felt a little uneasy: "Mr. Sheng, what happened to your ex-wife?"

Sheng Tingshen did not answer.

He pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Just when Song Ya almost thought that Sheng Tingshen wouldn't answer, Sheng Tingshen suddenly made a subconscious gesture of picking something out.

However, nothing was taken out of the suit pocket.

Sheng Tingshen took his hand back again.

Although it was just such an action, Song Ya had already seen Sheng Tingshen's intention.

Sheng Tingshen wanted to smoke.

On the rooftop, Song Ya remembered that Sheng Tingshen said that she would want to smoke when she was bored.

Although she only mentioned it like this, Song Ya also remembered it firmly.

Because of the people who care.

No matter what you say, even if it is just a casual remark, you will remember it.

"Mr. Sheng, do you want to smoke?" Song Ya asked.

"Ah."

"Smoking is harmful to health." Song Ya said.

Sheng Tingshen: "......"

He looked at Song Ya, speechless again.

What should this woman ask him to say?

He has met many women, but this is the first one like Song Ya.

There's a hint of silliness in the sincerity.

"But it's okay to smoke occasionally." Song Ya quickly added: "After all, you need to relieve yourself when you are bored. I'll buy it for Mr. Sheng."

Song Ya saw that there was a convenience store ahead.

Before Sheng Tingshen could answer, Song Ya rushed to the convenience store.

This was Song Ya's first time buying cigarettes, and she didn't understand, so she asked the clerk.

The clerk asked casually: "Did you buy it for your boyfriend?"

Song Ya's face suddenly turned red.

She said: "No, why don't you just get the best and most expensive one."

The clerk seemed not to hear the first two words of Song Ya. She glanced at Song Ya and said, "You are quite willing to give up to your boyfriend."

Song Ya: "......"

When Song Ya came out of the convenience store with cigarettes in hand, her face was still red.

She is already thin-skinned.

A few words from the clerk were enough to make her blush.

But here, when Sheng Tingshen saw Song Ya walking out of the convenience store, his eyes suddenly flickered.

Time seems to be moving backwards rapidly.

At this moment, on Song Ya's face, he saw his past figure.

He went to a convenience store to buy sanitary napkins for Lin Rongrong and looked red-faced when he walked out of the store.

........

Song Ya handed the cigarette to Sheng Tingshen.

Only then did Sheng Tingshen gather his thoughts.

He lit a cigarette, lit the flame, and wrapped it around Sheng Tingshen's fingertips.

Song Ya couldn't help but fall on Sheng Tingshen's face.

She hates smoking.

Very annoying.

And regardless of gender, the sight of smoking made her feel uncomfortable.

But Sheng Tingshen was an exception.

It was Sheng Tingshen who let Song Ya know that people are so charming when they smoke.

Like a painting, full of charm.

"My ex-wife came to see me." Sheng Tingshen said in a low voice after blowing out a smoke ring.

Song Ya was stunned for a moment, astonishment flashed in her eyes.

Although she didn't know Sheng Tingshen's ex-wife, she had heard Sheng Tingshen talk about his ex-wife's ridiculous behavior before.

So how could this ex-wife come back to Mr. Sheng?

Why are you so embarrassed to look for it?

"She is in very bad condition." Sheng Tingshen did not tell Lin Rongrong about taking drugs. He said in a low voice: "She needs someone to take care of her. Her parents have completely despaired of her. They are still young, so they did in vitro fertilization and planned to have a baby." a son."

Song Ya was speechless.

Song Ya can actually understand this.

There are no parents who can accept their daughter leaving a good man alone and wandering around the world with the so-called prodigal son.

Mr. Sheng's ex-wife's parents must be very disappointed with their daughter.

"So she found me." Sheng Tingshen continued: "In this condition, she has no ability to take care of herself."

Song Ya hesitated for a moment, then couldn't hold it back: "Mr. Sheng, where is that man?"

Sheng Tingshen's face instantly darkened.

He sneered: "I didn't ask her, maybe because seeing my ex-wife's appearance, the man had already fled far away."

Hearing this, Song Ya felt even more unfair for Sheng Tingshen.

Such a man is simply scumbag to the extreme!

Compared with Sheng Tingshen, it's like heaven and earth!

And Sheng Tingshen's ex-wife gave up Sheng Tingshen for such a scumbag, and even cheated on her during the marriage. What on earth was she thinking?

"Mr. Sheng, what are your plans?" Song Ya asked cautiously after a while.

In fact, she already guessed the answer.

Sure enough, Sheng Tingshen's answer was the same as Song Ya thought: "I can't ignore her. If I don't care about her, she might die like this."

Song Ya's mouth moved, wanting to say something, but she didn't.

She felt that that woman was not worthy of Manager Sheng.

But after all, this was their emotional matter, so how could she, an outsider, intervene.

Song Ya didn't respond, and Sheng Tingshen didn't continue talking.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

Soon, Sheng Tingshen finished smoking a cigarette.

Just when he was about to light his second cigarette, Song Ya suddenly said, "Mr. Sheng, smoking is harmful to your health."

Sheng Ting smiled bitterly.

Again.

He glanced at Song Ya: "Being depressed is even more harmful to your health."

Song Ya said seriously: "But Mr. Sheng, you smoked a cigarette and it didn't relieve you, right? You are still depressed, otherwise you wouldn't smoke a second cigarette."

Sheng Ting was startled.

He didn't expect Song Ya to react so quickly.

For a moment, Sheng Ting felt a little embarrassed.

indeed.

Smoking cannot relieve the depression in my heart.

Otherwise he wouldn't have smoked a second cigarette.

The so-called smoking to dispel depression is nothing more than self-comfort.

Sheng Tingshen suddenly lost interest in continuing to smoke.

"Mr. Sheng." Song Ya said again: "I have a sister. She is a good woman, but because she was misunderstood, many people scolded her. She even scolded her ancestors for eighteen generations, and the coffin board was required. The kind of scolding that can’t be suppressed.”

"I was very, very angry, but my sister took it very lightly. On the contrary, she came to comfort me, saying that being scolded would not make me lose a piece of meat, so just ignore it."

"There is nothing in the world, and people only bother themselves. Happiness is just one day, and unhappiness is just one day. It is better to be happy every day." Song Ya said: "This is my sister's famous saying."

"Although what happened to my sister has nothing to do with what happened to Mr. Sheng, in fact, if you think about it carefully, we reach the same goal through different paths."

After saying so many words at once, Song Ya's breathing became a little unsteady.

This was also the first time she expressed so many thoughts in front of Sheng Tingshen.

This made her a little nervous and a little shy.

But Song Ya still mustered up the courage to finish: "Mr. Sheng, so I think it's your fault, otherwise we won't accept it, regardless of her life or death! She is just a scumbag! Let's just forget about this scumbag!"