After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Song Shiwei just gave him a cold look, then raised his hand to slap Fu Yu's cheek again.

A big hand stretched out from the side and grabbed Song Shiwei's wrist.

Song Shiwei's eyes blurred, Qi Yunqian stood in front of Fu Yu, his brows were tightly frowned, his face was dark, and his voice was low and angry: "Song Shiwei, are you crazy?"

Qi Yunqian was originally at the company for a meeting, and just after the meeting, he saw the message from Fu Yu that he wanted to meet him.

Before he could refuse, Fu Yu said that she had also dated Song Shiwei.

He was afraid that Song Shiwei would be emotionally disadvantaged when he saw Fu Yu, so he rushed over in a hurry.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Song Shiwei slap Fu Yu across the face.

One slap is not enough, when you see him, you need to slap him a second time.

It completely made Qi Yunqian's face cold, and he frowned: "Why did you beat someone?"

Standing behind him, Fu Yu cast a smug and provocative look at Song Shiwei, and felt more at ease.

Brother Yunqian really still cared about her.

Even if this bitch married Brother Yunqian, she would not be able to win Brother Yunqian's heart.

Immediately, she covered her swollen cheeks, hid behind Qi Yunqian with red eyes, and said weakly and aggrieved: "Sister Shiwei, I know you have always cared about my relationship with Brother Yunqian, and I have explained it clearly to you. I have nothing to do with brother Yunqian."

"Why do you still hit me?"

Qi Yunqian wanted to listen to Song Shiwei's explanation, but when he heard what Fu Yu said, his expression was quite complicated.

He didn't expect that Song Shiwei cared so much about him.

Even though he went to jail for two years, after he was released from prison, he still fought against Fu Yu and bullied Fu Yu like he was chasing after him in college.

This knowledge made Qi Yunqian's restless and slightly restless mood dissipate a lot in an instant since he met Song Shiwei.

The mood was strangely better.

Song Shiwei looked at the wrist held by Qi Yunqian, frowned, and pulled her hand out of his hand forcefully: "Let me go."

Instead of letting go, Qi Yunqian clenched it even tighter: "Don't let go, Song Shiwei, give me an explanation, why did you hit Fu Yu?"

Song Shiwei sneered, and pulled out her hand vigorously: "If you want to hit me, hit me, what's the explanation?"

Her hedgehog-like attitude made Qi Yunqian frowned, feeling a little unhappy in his heart, and made his face darken a few degrees.

Fu Yu took the opportunity to put down his hand covering his cheek, revealing the red and swollen cheeks from Song Shiwei's slap, and grabbed Qi Yunqian's clothes, with red eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Brother Yunqian, I'm fine."

"I know that sister Shi Wei misunderstood me because I was too close to you before, and what happened two years ago..."

"Sister Shi Wei hit me on impulse, I can understand it."

"Brother Yunqian, you are going to marry sister Shiwei, so don't quarrel because of me."

When Qi Yunqian's gaze touched the red and swollen face of Fu Yu, his complexion sank slightly, and he turned to Song Shiwei, who rarely turned cold in front of him, ignoring the discomfort in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Anyway, beating someone on impulse It's not right."

"Song Shiwei, you apologize to Fu Yu."

Song Shiwei unhurriedly rubbed the wrist that was sore from pulling it out just now, looking at the two people who were singing together with her slightly cool peach eyes, her heart felt cold and painful.

Again.

It was the same as when she was running behind Qi Yunqian when she was a student.

Once she was with Fu Yu and something happened to Fu Yu, as soon as she said she did it, he immediately came to question her and blamed her.

He didn't listen to her explanation at all, and directly concluded that it was her fault.

Including the car accident two years ago, she also explained to him that she did not drive the car, but Fu Yu.

He believed it, but it gave her even deeper despair.

She should have known.

In his heart, Fu Yu's status will always be higher than that of Song Shiwei.

Only she, a fool, foolishly made the Song family feel ashamed for him.

A gleam of pain flashed across Song Shiwei's eyes.

She doesn't want to, and doesn't bother to explain to him in a low voice like she did when she was a student.

The pain fell in Qi Yunqian's eyes, causing his heart to stab sharply, making him very uncomfortable.

Qi Yunqian frowned, and his tone became even worse: "Song Shiwei, you are the one who made the mistake, so who is you showing this grievance to?"

Song Shiwei forcibly suppressed the bitterness and pain surging in her heart, and looked at Qi Yunqian with cold eyes: "Qi Yunqian, since you like Fu Yu so much, why are you marrying me?"

"It just so happens that the invitation card hasn't been made yet, why don't I make room for Fu Yu?"

This sentence made Qi Yunqian's heart sink suddenly, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot in an instant, extremely ugly: "Song Shiwei, what nonsense are you talking about?"

This incident was originally her fault, he just wanted her to apologize to Fu Yu!

She actually wanted to give up his wife's position to Fu Yu?

What did she take him for?

"Am I talking nonsense, you know it in your heart." Song Shiwei's eyes turned colder, "Two years ago, why I became a reform-through-labour prisoner and why I had a criminal record, both of you also know."

Fu Yu, who was pretending to be wronged, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard her words, afraid that she would tell Qi Yunqian what she said to provoke her on purpose just now, so he hurriedly wanted to say something: "I'm sorry, Sister Shiwei, I..."

Song Shiwei didn't give her a chance to continue, but looked at Qi Yunqian who had a very ugly face, and said, "Qi Yunqian, I don't have to marry this marriage."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Yunqian, whose attitude had softened a little two years ago when she heard her mention it, suddenly became extremely gloomy. He looked at Song Shiwei with dark eyes, as if he was suppressing the surging anger in his heart.

Fu Yu's eyes shone with excitement, with a bit of schadenfreude.

Brother Yunqian hates people who treat marriage like a joke.

Song Shiwei is done!

However, she didn't wait for Qi Yunqian to reprimand Song Shiwei angrily, but saw him who was standing in front of her suddenly strode forward, grabbed Song Shiwei's hands suddenly, and dragged her towards the black man parked by the street without saying a word. The car goes.

Song Shiwei was caught off guard by him, and staggered and fell on his back. She couldn't help cursing: "Qi Yunqian, are you sick? Let me go!"

Fu Yu was also taken aback by Qi Yunqian's sudden action, and hurried forward to stop him, but he heard his deep voice: "A Si, send Miss Fu back."

Standing not far away, a tall bodyguard in a black suit came up and stopped Fu Yu: "Miss Fu, please."

Fu Yu was stopped by the bodyguard Ah Si, and could only watch helplessly as Qi Yunqian forcibly dragged Song Shiwei into the car, stomping on the spot unwillingly.

She originally wanted to catch up, but she gave up the idea when she felt the pain on her face.

Anyway, the eye drops for Song Shiwei today are enough.

She didn't believe it, Song Shiwei had already said that, brother Yunqian could still tolerate her.

Qi Yunqian stuffed Song Shiwei into the black car, and after instructing the driver in front to drive, he raised the fender with a sullen face.

The driver had never seen his own boss with a black face like this before, and immediately drove the car in fear, trying his best to drive the car smoothly, and tried his best not to transfer his anger to him.

inside the car.

When the fender was raised, Qi Yunqian still held Song Shiwei's hand tightly, and when the car started, he confirmed that Song Shiwei could not run, and felt strangely relieved.

He turned his head to look at Song Shiwei who was frowning and trying to pull his hand out of his hand.

The more she struggled, the more anger Qi Yunqian couldn't control.

He suddenly pulled Song Shiwei directly into his arms, turned his big hands around her slender waist tightly, and said with a gloomy and angry expression, "Song Shiwei, you don't want to marry me, who do you want to marry? That kid from the Shi family ?"

Song Shiwei was imprisoned in his arms, but she didn't show any fear on her face. Instead, she looked at him and smiled with a bit of viciousness: "Isn't it better to marry you than Qi Yunqian?"