It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

After Song Jiahe introduced himself, he didn't know what he was thinking. He just stirred the coffee with a spoon.

As proud as she is, the only daughter of the Song family, what she hates most are those women who are willing to die because of their husbands cheating on her.

But I didn't expect that she would become that kind of person today, clinging to a marriage and refusing to let go.

This knowledge made her feel terrifyingly unfamiliar.

In fact, she herself didn't think clearly about what to say to Song Zhi.

She just wanted to see Song Zhi's reaction when he knew her identity.

If she feels guilty, goes crazy, or chokes her first wife, she has a lot of means to deal with her.

But she didn't, and stirred the coffee as she did, speaking in a very calm tone.

"Hello, Mrs. Duan, my name is Song Zhi. Do you have any business with me?"

Song Jiahe smiled slightly and turned the topic back to her: "What do you think?"

"Sorry, my education level is too low and I never know how to do riddles. If Mrs. Duan wants to know or ask anything, you might as well say it directly."

A flash of surprise flashed across Song Jiahe's face.

She had no idea that a 19-year-old girl could be so calm.

On the contrary, she was at a disadvantage.

As long as she asks, "What is your relationship with my husband?" and she replies, "The relationship between a boss and a subordinate," she will be unable to start again.

Even her retorts and sarcasm would solidify her image as a shrew and put herself in an embarrassing situation.

Song Jiahe didn't ask anything in the end.

For a moment, she even recognized this girl and felt that she might be better than Xiao Lizhi in some aspects.

Just when she wanted to say "Let's go," there was a bang, and Duan Xiaobai and Lu Shian broke in.

Song Jiahe looked at Duan Xiaobai's nervous expression and smiled sarcastically.

Duan Xiaobai came over with anger on his face: "Jiahe, what the hell are you doing! Star Girl will have the finals soon, and will train in a closed room for half a day, and will be broadcast live tonight. If you take her away at this time, what on earth are you doing? What do you want to do?"

Song Jiahe smiled coldly, took a sip of coffee, and felt extremely bitter.

After swallowing the bitterness, she raised her eyelids and looked at Duan Xiaobai: "What? Bring your little lover here, are you feeling distressed?"

Duan Xiaobai was inexplicably irritable: "Jiahe, I have explained to you many times. Song Zhi and I have nothing to do."

"It's nothing! It's nothing. You stayed up at night these few times and didn't say anything to me. You were all with this girl! It's nothing. All the photos were sent to me!"

After saying that, Song Jiahe threw a stack of photos on Duan Xiaobai's face.

Duan Xiaobai was worried that the fuss would be too ugly, so he asked Lu Shian to take Song Zhi away first.

Lu Shi'an nodded and took Song Zhi away.

Before leaving, he explained: "Aunt Song, things are not what you think."

He originally wanted to say, Song Zhi is my girlfriend.

But I feel that saying this is disrespectful to Song Zhi.

After all, Song Zhi himself didn't admit this matter, so he could only explain it euphemistically with an insignificant statement.

After Lu Shian and Song Zhi left, Duan Xiaobai picked up the photos on the ground and found that they were the photos taken when he drove Song Zhi to the downstairs of Lu Shian's apartment on the night Song Zhi was poisoned.

The photo just happened to capture him helping Song Zhi enter the door of the apartment downstairs. The rest probably couldn't get in, so nothing else was taken.

"During this period, dirt on Song Zhi was flying all over the place. This stack of photos was originally going to be released. But they sent it to me first to blackmail me.

Do you know how much money I spent to suppress this matter and leave you with dignity? "

Duan Xiaobai took a look at the photo, and it was not difficult to understand why Song Jiahe misunderstood.

"Jiahe, I can't explain this to you for a while... I have to consult Song Zhi and An..."

"No need to explain." Song Jiahe directly interrupted Duan Xiaobai, "What I want is very simple."

Duan Xiaobai was stunned and heard Song Jiahe say quietly.

"I want Song Zhi to withdraw from the competition."

"This won't work! Absolutely not!" Duan Xiaobai was as excited as if he had been stabbed. "Song Jiahe, are you crazy? The company has spent a lot of money on cultivating Song Zhi and promoting it, and it's about to kick in..."

"I can afford to lose this money." Song Jiahe said deliberately, "Do you think I will watch you use your own family's money to support a vixen, and then suppress your own daughter?"

She has watched these games, and the cumulative scores between Duan Li'er and Song Zhi are very close.

Duan Li'er almost always gets full marks in professional aspects, while Song Zhi always relies on popularity and off-field rescue to make up for it.

As long as Song Zhi withdraws from the competition, there is no doubt that Duan Li'er will take first place.

Duan Xiaobai obviously didn't expect that Song Jiahe would say such things, and his face was full of disbelief: "Don't you think it's cruel to do this? For Song Zhi, it's very cruel."

"So what?" Song Jiahe's voice was light and airy, "The world of capital is so cruel!

My Li'er has worked hard for so many years, but in the end, her biological father uses money to support other girls and suppress her. Isn't she in pain?

Han Chuang studied hard for a long time, but was suppressed by a lucky high school student. Do you think it is not cruel? "

Duan Xiaobai opened his lips: "Jiahe, people's fate and opportunities cannot be compared. And after all, you are angry in your heart, but you still don't believe me. You can take your anger out on me, but don't deal with me. Song Zhi."

"I don't believe you?" Song Jiahe smiled sarcastically, "Didn't I give you enough opportunities? I asked you to leave her and not be responsible for her work. You can't even do this. Why do you talk to me about trust? ?”

At this moment, Duan Xiaobai was getting angry.

"Jiahe, look at what you are like now. How could you become such a messy person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong?"

These words undoubtedly became the last straw for Song Jiahe.

She threw the coffee cup with a bang.

"Yes! I have become such a messy woman who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong!

I live so that I even hate myself. Now, you also hate me, a woman with postpartum depression, don’t you?

Duan Xiaobai, I also want to ask, how did you become what you are now. I married you in the first place because you are always so cheerful, always so optimistic, like a pistachio, and always make me happy.

But look at what kind of man you have become in the past few years. You are taciturn and disappear abroad without knowing what to do.

Have you ever thought about how I feel? You want the Song Jiahe back, and I also want the Duan Xiaobai back!

I even kept asking myself, is this the truth about marriage? It's the same before marriage, it's the same after marriage! "

Song Jiahe roared out all the anger that had been accumulated in her heart for the past few days, made peace with her humbleness, and burst out all her forbearance, even losing control of her rationality for a time.

"Duan Xiaobai, I will give you an ultimatum. Let Song Zhi withdraw from the competition and pave the way for Li'er. Otherwise, we will divorce! You make your own choice. I will not watch you favor an outsider and crush your own daughter."

After the voice fell, Duan Xiaobai's assistant rushed in anxiously: "Mr. Duan, something happened."

Seeing that Song Jiahe and Duan Xiaobai were both livid, he was embarrassed to explain: "I'm sorry, Mr. Duan and Mr. Song, for bothering you. It's indeed because of something urgent."