One Hundred and Seventy-Five Belongs to His Bride (2)

"Sit whatever you want." Song Weiyi said, and took the lead to sit down on the single sofa in the dressing room. Even when she was sitting, she still had such an arrogant attitude.

Xia Xingchen knew that the reason why she came here today was because of Bai Yeqing, but unexpectedly, the moment she opened her mouth, she said, "Xia Xingchen, I ask you to leave here before tomorrow's press conference!"

Your tone is not a discussion, not a request, but an order.

She froze for a moment, and seemed to be digesting Song Weiyi's words for a while. When he realized it, he couldn't help but look at Song Weiyi with some amusement, "Miss Song, there is nothing wrong with you being the daughter of Vice President Song, but being so conceited will only make you look ridiculous."

She was born and raised here, her home is here, her job is also here, why does Song Weiyi ask herself to leave here?

"Conceited?" Unusual, Song Weiyi was not annoyed. He just grabbed his own bag, took out a kraft paper bag from the bag, and threw it in front of Xia Xingchen with a 'pop', "Xia Xingchen, open your eyes!" Take a good look at the contents inside, and then judge whether I have the qualifications to be conceited!"

Xia Xingchen frowned slightly, looked at her suspiciously, and then at the brown paper bag.

He hesitated and deliberated, but finally opened the paper bag slowly. She conveniently pulled out the contents inside, which made her stunned. From entering the door until now, he has been trying to maintain calmness, but at this moment, there are still some cracks.

Inside the paper bag was nothing but clear photos—the photos of her and Bai Yeqing on the bus that night. Unlike what was exposed in the newspapers, these were obviously drafts, as clear as her face could be.

"Is the photo effect not bad? How clear and clear your face should be." Song Weiwei chuckled, looking at Xia Xingchen's changing face with admiration.

Xia Xingchen regained consciousness, stuffed the photo into a kraft paper bag, and threw it back on the coffee table in front. He just looked at the woman opposite him coldly, "What do you want to show me these?"

"I said it!" Song Weiyi repeated again, "Leave this city and don't come back!"

"Are you so unsure of yourself?"

"You don't need to provoke me with such words." Song Weiyi was not fooled, "Since I have the ability to block your way, I have no reason to leave even a little life for the future of you two! After Ye Qingzhen and I got married, If he doesn't look for you, it doesn't mean that you won't pester him. Tell me, am I stupid enough to give you such a chance! "

"What if I don't agree to your request?"

"Simple.

"Song Weiyi was obviously smiling, but what gathered in his eyes was cruelty and coldness, "Now it's not just the media, but ordinary people all over the country are curious about the identity of the heroine!" You said, if I publish these photos on the Internet..."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, looked at Xia Xingchen's pale face with satisfaction, moved her hand forward, clenched it into a fist, and then loosened it violently.

"Bang——" she laughed, "It must blow up his image completely, right? Don't forget, the news of our engagement was known to the whole world. At that time, I will stand up and cry to the media, saying that he During the period of getting engaged to me, not only messed around with you, but now even proposed to use marriage to ask me to cover the bag for you..."

"Song Weiwei, you are despicable!" Angrily complained, but in the next moment, a glass of ice water was poured over his head.

"I'm despicable enough for you to scold -->>

of? "Song Weiyi's face was stern.

The water was cold and cold. Xia Xingchen gasped from the cold when he splashed it on his head. Song Weiyi is a vengeful person, last time he splashed on her in public at the dinner party, now she is naturally taking revenge on that day.

Xia Xingchen endured it and did not attack. She knows what's going on now, she can't have an attack. He just quietly took out a tissue and wiped off the water on his face. Fortunately, she didn't wear makeup today, so she wasn't too embarrassed except that she was colder.

I brushed my hair, let my emotions calm down again, raised my head, and looked at the woman in front of me coldly, "You have to know, if you dare to expose these photos, you and Bai Yeqing will never have sex again. It's possible!"

"There are always gains and losses in life. Although it is impossible for me and him, at least, my father will lose a strong competitor when he is elected as the next president. Besides, he is not only willing to marry me, but also willing to love my man, I Song There is never a shortage of the only one. What's the harm in missing a Bai Yeqing?"

She was clearly determined.

Song Weiyi probably had nothing he couldn't do. What's more, Bai Yeqing told her so directly on the phone that day - marriage is just a stopgap measure, and he will never fall in love with her.

Xia Xingchen squeezed the tissue's hand and slowly clenched it. Because of too much force, the bones and joints were oozing and pale. The tissues were even more crumpled in her hands.

Song Weiyi took a look and continued: "If you don't want to hurt him, just quit your job. I don't care where you go, as long as it's far away from our capital. Tomorrow is the press conference. If you let me know If so... at the press conference, we'll see you!"

The last sentence is full of threats.

Before Xia Xingchen could speak, Song's only cell phone rang suddenly. Song Weiyi took a look, picked up the phone, put it to his ear, and walked to a corner beside him.

"Hey, Mom, yes, I'm helping Yeqing choose a dress... Well, have uncles, aunts, and Sister Su Ye arrived? Okay, then I'll come right away. Do you have the sample of the wedding invitation with you? Well, that's fine , I'll come over right now."

After hanging up the phone, I realized that Xia Xingchen was no longer in the room. The photos on the low table are gone.

Slightly pondering, she carried her bag and walked out unhurriedly.

"Miss Song." The staff greeted immediately. Song Weiyi glanced at them, "Where is she?"

"Miss Xia just left in a hurry."

Song Weiyi nodded and said nothing more. If Xia Xingchen really loved Bai Yeqing, instead of seeing him as the president and fantasizing about being the president's wife, he would naturally know how to choose!

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When Xia Xingchen returned to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he was in a daze. It was meal time, Chi Weiyang dragged her to the cafeteria to eat, she shook her head, saying she had no appetite.

"What's the matter? Go out for a while, and when you come back, your face is all white."

Xia Xingchen's lips moved, but he couldn't say anything. I just felt that my chest was very tight, as if it was stuffed with cotton. "You go to eat first, I want to sit alone for a while and think about something."

Seeing her ugly face, Chi Weiyang didn't insist, he just shook her cold hand and comforted her softly, "I'll bring you food, these things happened recently, I know you're upset, but don't worry about anything. I'm bored in my heart. The sky won't fall!"