An endless sense of humiliation deeply burned Song Yijing's heart, she pulled the corners of her lips desolately, and looked at the pair of embracing people in grief and angrily.
With difficulty, she slipped out: "Fu Chunxi, don't deceive others too much!"
Xin Huan took advantage of this to act coquettishly, shaking his long arm violently: "Young Master Fu, I'm so hungry, are all your servants so impolite?"
There was a trace of tenderness on Fu Chunxi's calm and handsome face, and when he faced her, he turned into a stern expression in an instant: "If you dare to point fingers at me again, get out of here!"
Song Yijing almost couldn't catch her breath at first, so she tightly covered her chest with her hands, trying to disperse the piercing pain.
With Xin Huan's displeasure, he actually wanted to drive her out of the "love nest" he had arranged for her with his own hands.
Like a wandering spirit, she turned around and walked into the kitchen in a daze.
The maid, Sister Wang, seemed to have heard some rumors: "Madam, if I take it out, I think Mr. is just fascinated by ghosts for a while."
Song Yijing waved her hand, politely rejecting her kindness.
She knew in her heart that Fu Chunxi went out here last night, and it was not enough to play all night, and she had to bring someone to the door.
It was because he deliberately wanted to humiliate her and embarrass her. She can avoid this time, but she can't avoid the next time.
Unless she really doesn't want to stay anymore, and doesn't want to save this broken marriage.
Song Yijing barely calmed down her broken mood, and went out with breakfast, only to see the woman in the living room sitting on someone's body without any restraint.
She really wanted to pretend she didn't see it, and put the breakfast on the table without looking sideways.
The woman pinched a fried dumpling greasyly, and her small mouth was pouted into an O shape: "Young Master Fu, let Lily feed you, okay?"
Song Yijing's heart trembled, and her slender fingers were clenched so tightly that they turned white.
"It's really good, unlike some women who are obviously very low and low. They just want to pretend to be innocent, which is the most disgusting." Fu Chunxi swallowed the dumpling in one mouthful, chewed carefully, and his words were even more meaningful. refer to.
Song Yijing naturally knew who the woman he was referring to was, she just wanted to pretend to be an ostrich and retreat, maybe she couldn't see or hear, so she could feel better.
It's just that someone didn't give her such a chance, and sternly scolded: "Stop, who gave you permission to leave, and wait from the side!"
Lily is also a discerning person, and she sensed the instigation: "Young Master Fu, your servant is so arrogant that I don't even have the mood to eat breakfast."
Fu Chunxi lifted her jaw lightly, and opened his lips softly: "Baby, what do you want?"
Lily's eyes dimmed, and a bad taste arose: "The high heels were dirty just now, so they need to be cleaned up."
Fu Chunxi ordered her without any hesitation: "You are deaf, right? Hurry up and do it!"
Song Yijing looked at the dull-faced man in shock, and said in a very hoarse voice as if it wasn't her own: "Do you really want me to shine her shoes?"
The man who used to tie her shoelaces on his knees at school was never willing to let her suffer a little bit of grievance, but now he wants to trample her like this.
She felt that her heart was gouged out one after another, and seeing the hole getting bigger and bigger, her blood and tears were about to flow dry.
In exchange for a woman's complaint: "Young Master Fu, it seems that I can't command her anymore. Forget it, I'd better leave early, so as not to be an eyesore!"
"Song Yijing, are you going to do it or not? Compared with your disgusting actions, shoe-shining is a high opinion of you!" Fu Chunxi's cold and sullen voice suddenly rang out from above, completely crushing her self-esteem. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com