Chapter 30 030 "What, will you divorce him?"...

After applying medicine to Lu Langzhou, ordering takeout and eating dinner, it was already past ten o'clock.

Considering that Lu Langzhou's residence was far away, Tang Sijia took the initiative to suggest that he stay.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Langzhou nodded and agreed, and then added considerately: "Sijia, I know you are not fully ready yet, I will sleep in the second bedroom tonight."

Tang Sijia was not unmoved. The two of them have now obtained the marriage certificate, and it is normal to live in the same room, but he still took her feelings into consideration.

However, this night, Lu Langzhou was still unable to stay.

At about 11:30 pm, Lu Langzhou received a call from the law firm. The client of a divorce case he was in charge of had a dispute with her ex-husband and lost control of her emotions. He needed to go over to take a look to avoid making it into the entertainment news.

"Do you have to go so late?" Tang Sijia looked at the wound on his mouth with concern. "It takes more than an hour to drive there, and you are injured..."

"The client of this case is a middle-aged celebrity couple, with a certain degree of fame," Lu Langzhou said while changing his shoes, "The commission fee is also considerable. Sijia, after this case is over and our reputation is spread, we will have money and can have our own family as soon as possible."

Tang Sijia paused and nodded gently.

"Okay, it's okay now," Lu Langzhou came closer to her, "It's just a little injury on the cheek, I will pay attention."

Seeing him say this, Tang Sijia had to smile and let him go: "Remember to reply to me after you solve the problem."

Watching him walk into the elevator, Tang Sijia returned to the master bedroom, but she couldn't fall asleep.

With her head resting on the soft pillow, she seemed to hear the sound of blood surging and beating.

The figure that suddenly appeared, the fight in the evening, and the words in the car, echoed in her mind again and again.

Just in the afternoon, she still thought that today was the happiest day of her month.

But within half an hour, everything changed.

Tired, confused, uncomfortable, irritable...

countless negative emotions piled up in her heart.

In the dead of night, people's emotions are always fragile and sensitive. Tang Sijia frowned and forced herself to put everything behind her.

But the next second, she opened her eyes suddenly.

The black Maybach in the evening came into her mind. Such a domineering car would be impressive once she saw it.

She seemed to have seen it.

It was in the community where she lived.

The "feeling of being watched" that had grown in the past few days came to her mind again. At that time, the person staring at her in the dark... was Shi Chuan's man?

An unspeakable anger and disgust surged in her heart. Tang Sijia thought that if he appeared again, she would call the police directly.

Fortunately, probably because she said that she was married, the feeling of being monitored before never appeared again, and no accidents happened, and Shi Chuan disappeared from her life.

Instead, Lu Langzhou became even busier. He didn't have a good rest on Saturday and Sunday, and was so busy that he didn't even have time to reply to messages.

It was only after Tang Sijia made a phone call that he learned that the middle-aged celebrity couple had directly posted the divorce scandal on the social platform. Lu Langzhou had been working with the public relations team to discuss a solution these days.

"I'm sorry, Sijia," Lu Langzhou apologized sincerely, "I've been busy dealing with this matter and forgot to tell you."

"I made you worry about me."

"It's okay, don't be too tired," Tang Sijia called during working hours, covering the microphone and whispered, "Remember to change the bandage on the wound on your face and remember to eat well."

"I know," Lu Langzhou laughed, "Sijia, I like you to care about me."

Tang Sijia listened to his laughter close to her ear and felt a little embarrassed: "Okay, I'm busy."

After that, the two said goodbye again and hung up the phone.

Tang Sijia was about to return to the office when her phone rang again, and the name "Song He" appeared on the screen.

Tang Sijia's heart began to beat violently.

She had a strong premonition that the other party was here to agree to her previous proposal to purchase the copyright.

"Hello?" Tang Sijia's voice was tense because of nervousness when she answered the phone.

"Sister, how did you convince your elder brother?" Song He's voice sounded more excited than her, "My elder brother agreed, and he also promised me that I can be a screenwriter consultant!"

Tang Sijia's heart relaxed, and she couldn't help laughing, "I didn't say anything, your elder brother cares about you very much."

"I know, I know!" Song He cheered, and then thought of something, "By the way, sister, elder brother will be at home on Wednesday morning, do you have time? Elder brother said that he can come directly to sign the contract."

"Of course," Tang Sijia hurriedly agreed, thinking for a while, "Wednesday at ten o'clock, can I come to you?"

"Yes, yes!"

When Tang Sijia returned to the office, the corners of her lips still couldn't help but smile. After telling Sister Wang the good news, she went to find Manager Sun.

Manager Sun was very happy and said "good" several times. He patted her shoulder and said earnestly: "Xiao Tang, I really didn't misjudge you."

Encouraged, Tang Sijia prepared the copyright contract and authorization letter in the next two days, and sorted out a contract for employment. Then he walked to the villa area with ease.

It was still the white metal fence door from last time. Not long after Tang Sijia rang the doorbell, the door opened automatically.

Before Tang Sijia walked to the door of the villa building, she heard Song He's cheerful voice through the half-open window: "Sister is here!"

Tang Sijia smiled unconsciously, and when the door opened from the inside, her greeting was already on her lips: "Song..." He.

The last word could not be said, and was swallowed back, turning into a stiff and polite sentence: "Mr. Song, hello."

Today, Song Xiuren rarely took off his straight suit, wearing only a black casual sweater and trousers of the same color, with a calm and restrained posture.

He saw the woman's obviously joyful look being suppressed and replaced by a restrained look, and glanced at Song He who was running from the kitchen behind him: "Did you think I was Song He?"

Tang Sijia nodded: "I heard his voice... I didn't expect it was you who came to open the door."

Song Xiuren frowned, but before he could say anything else, Song He had already run over: "Sister, you are finally here!"

Tang Sijia looked at Song He's innocent appearance and couldn't help but smile at the corner of her lips: "Hi, Song He."

During this period, she and Song He chatted on forums or WeChat from time to time, and they were much more familiar with each other than before.

Song Xiuren's eyes swept from the corner of the woman's lips, then looked at Song He, and scolded in a low voice: "You are so reckless, what a mess."

Song He curled his lips and behaved a lot, but soon became happy again, pulling Tang Sijia's wrist: "Sister, come in quickly, I did as you taught me, and I made milk tea by myself, it's especially delicious!"

Since Song He loves sweets and Song Xiuren strictly forbade him to eat too much, Tang Sijia simply taught him the method of making milk tea that she had learned before. After all, she could control the sugar intake, and there was not so much technology and hard work.

"From last night to early this morning, you have been making milk tea in the kitchen?" Song Xiuren asked.

"Yes." Song He is a man of action. While agreeing, he went to the kitchen to bring out the milk tea and put it on the coffee table.

Tang Sijia sat on the sofa, and Song Xiuren sat on the single sofa on the other side. However, Song He only brought out two cups of milk tea, one in front of her and one for himself.

Tang Sijia looked at Song Xiuren's cold eyes and pushed the milk tea in front of him: "Mr. Song, do you want to drink it?"

"My eldest brother doesn't like sweet food," Song He said loudly, "Sister, don't give it to him, he criticized me as soon as he got up in the morning!"

Tang Sijia smiled awkwardly, and she couldn't push or keep the milk tea in her hand.

"I don't like sweets." Song Xiuren helped her out in a calm voice. When it comes to sweet, he also looked at her meaningfully.

Tang Sijia was puzzled, but still relieved. She took the milk tea back and took a sip.

The aroma of milk and tea, mixed with the fragrance of coconut, is not as good as those sold outside, but it is also delicious.

"Very good." Tang Sijia praised.

Song He immediately became proud. If there was a tail, it would have shaken out the afterimage.

"Not signing the contract?" Song Xiuren interrupted Song He's overly excited state at the right time.

"Yes, sign the contract!" When Song He heard this, he immediately sat down obediently and looked at Tang Sijia expectantly.

Tang Sijia looked at him, then looked at Song Xiuren who was also staring at her. Being stared at by two pairs of eyes at the same time, she was inexplicably a little nervous. She hurriedly took out the contract: "This is the copyright contract."

"Below is the authorization agreement and employment contract. If you two have no objection, just sign the back of the document."

Song Xiuren picked up the document and flipped through it quickly. When he saw the authorization fee, he looked up at her: "Fixed copyright fee and 7% of the series profit share?"

Song He's previous copyright fee has always been a fixed fee. Obviously, those people don't want him to participate in the profit share of the series.

"Yes," Tang Sijia nodded, "This is also what I decided after discussing with my supervisor."

Song Xiuren looked at her thoughtfully, nodded, and handed the document to Song He.

Song He quickly signed it, and then pulled Tang Sijia to talk for a while. In half an hour, he yawned a few times.

"It's time to go upstairs for a nap." Song Xiuren, who had been sitting on the sofa, suddenly spoke, startling Tang Sijia.

Then she realized that he was talking to Song He.

Although he was a little reluctant, Song He still couldn't resist the sleepiness. Not long after, he said goodbye to Tang Sijia and went upstairs.

Only Tang Sijia and Song Xiuren were left in the huge living room.

Maybe it was because Song Xiuren was three years older than her, or maybe it was because of his strong aura. Every time Tang Sijia was alone with him, she always felt a sense of restraint.

This feeling was like when she was a student, she suddenly met her class teacher on the way home from school and prayed madly in her heart that this road would end soon.

I don't know why the busy man who was always busy before sat in the living room for the whole morning today.

Tang Sijia stood up: "Thank you Mr. Song for trusting me this time. I will definitely treat this project well."

"Yes." Song Xiuren responded and stood up.

Tang Sijia was puzzled.

"It's not easy to get a taxi here. I'll ask the driver to take you back." Song Xiuren explained.

"No need..." Tang Sijia was about to refuse.

"It's also a thank you for Miss Tang's care last time." Song Xiuren interrupted her.

Tang Sijia had nothing to say this time, so he had to walk outside with him.

The yard of the villa was not big, and the road was not long, but Tang Sijia felt that time seemed to slow down, and he wished he could get to the door quickly.

"Song He was too excited to learn how to make milk tea last night, and he fell asleep in the second half of the night, so let him go upstairs to sleep." Song Xiuren suddenly spoke.

Tang Sijia was stunned for a moment before she realized that Song Xiuren was explaining why he had just interrupted her and Song He's chat abruptly.

"Well, it's time to have a good rest." Tang Sijia agreed.

"I've read your proposal, it's very well written," Song Xiuren spoke again, "very attentive, no wonder Song He likes it so much."

Mentioning what he cares about, Tang Sijia relaxed a little and smiled: "It's Song He's book that's so well written that I got the inspiration to adapt it."

Song Xiuren responded, and when he was about to reach the door, he asked: "Are you afraid of me?"

"What?" Tang Sijia was stunned.

Song Xiuren pondered for a moment: "Is it because of what I said the last two times?"

Thinking of Song Xiuren's coldness to him the last two times, Tang Sijia suddenly remembered that he had not explained that he was married, and hurriedly shook his head: "Song He has experienced bad things, and it's right for Mr. Song to be cautious."

Song Xiuren's slightly frowned brows slightly relaxed.

"However, Mr. Song, don't worry that I deliberately approached Song He for some reason," Tang Sijia did not directly explain what "some reason" meant, but just smiled embarrassedly, "Mr. Song, in fact, I'm married."

Song Xiuren's footsteps stopped abruptly at the door of the villa.

Just then, the driver drove over. Tang Sijia nodded to Song Xiuren and said, "Mr. Song, thank you for your car. I'll leave first."

After that, she walked quickly towards the parked Cayenne.

In the rearview mirror, Song Xiuren was still standing at the door, not moving.

He looked very distant, but Tang Sijia thought he was quite enthusiastic after the misunderstanding was resolved.

After returning to the company, Tang Sijia gave the contract to Manager Sun. Manager Sun looked like he had seen a savior. After reading the signature, he called a meeting of the employees in the content center who had nothing to do.

The meeting lasted a whole afternoon. Tang Sijia was praised for his contribution and explained the importance of this long drama adaptation to the company. By the way, a project team was established and Tang Sijia was officially appointed as the team leader.

After work, Tang Sijia couldn't wait to tell people the good news.

But when she called Lu Langzhou's phone, the ring rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Thinking of how busy he had been these days, Tang Sijia was stunned for a moment, sighed softly, and silently put away his phone.

After returning home, Tang Sijia bought some sweet shrimps and her favorite vegetables, preparing to cook a good meal to reward herself.

However, after she walked into the community with a full load of ingredients, her pace slowly slowed down.

In front of the corridor not far away, a person stood quietly.

The boy was wearing a thin white singlet and black trousers. He was tall and thin. His pale cheeks seemed to be thinner than last time. His beautiful appearance attracted the glances or attention of men and women passing by.

Shi Chuan.

He didn't know how long he had been standing here. His skin had lost its normal blood color.

A gust of cold wind blew, and his body seemed to be shaky.

The tempting dinner that was originally planned in her mind suddenly became bland. Tang Sijia lowered her eyes, and after two seconds of silence, she avoided the main entrance, walked to the side path, and walked towards the direction of the underground garage.

Behind her, there was the sound of dry branches being stepped on and rubbed.

Tang Sijia couldn't help but quicken her pace, but the next second, she saw a pair of white sneakers stained with a little mud in her lowered sight.

They looked familiar.

Before Tang Sijia could remember, she smelled the fragrance that belonged to Shi Chuan. She hurriedly took a step back, but stepped on the stone steps of the flower bed, and her body staggered violently.

A hand wrapped in white gauze wanted to help her, Tang Sijia's face turned pale, and she hurriedly turned sideways to avoid the other's touch again.

Shi Chuan's movements were stiff for a while, and he slowly took two steps back, keeping a distance of one meter.

Tang Sijia felt better, and in the moment when her mind was clear, she also remembered why the pair of sneakers looked familiar.

On Shi Chuan's birthday, she once gave him a set of branded sportswear and sneakers.

Later, when he left, she sold the sneakers at a 50% discount.

The pair Shi Chuan was wearing in front of her was the same brand and style as that pair.

But at this moment, she only felt ironic.

The clothes and shoes she bought for him with half a month's salary were probably just cheap and shabby goods in his eyes.

When he received them, would he laugh at such a gift?

"Is there anything?" Tang Sijia asked calmly.

"Congratulations, you got Song He's authorization letter and serve as the project leader." Shi Chuan's voice was hoarse and a little nasal, as if he had not recovered from an illness.

Tang Sijia did not expect the first congratulations to come from the person in front of him, but when he thought about it, Nanshan Media was a subsidiary of Hansi Group, and he only responded lightly: "Thank you."

"Sister, are you going back to cook a big meal?" Hearing her response, Shi Chuan seemed to be encouraged and asked again, and then added casually, "The amount of ingredients is a little small, it seems that they are all for one person."

Tang Sijia looked up at him, and then found that he was wearing contact lenses today, and his eyes turned black again. When he stared at a person seriously, he was particularly focused.

It was as if the half year of being deceived and the subsequent separation had never happened.

This feeling made Tang Sijia feel sick to her stomach. She lowered her eyes and saw his right hand wrapped in gauze: "What's the matter with you?" She asked coldly.

Shi Chuan seemed not to hear her words. He followed her line of sight and raised his right hand: "This was injured that day. No one applied medicine. I just bandaged it casually."

Tang Sijia seemed not to hear and did not respond.

Shi Chuan waited for a long time before slowly putting his hand down: "I just want to chat with you and apologize for scaring you the other day."

Tang Sijia suddenly laughed sarcastically: "Mr. Shi, you hit my husband, and he should be the one you apologize to. I can't think of anything to say to you."

Hearing the word "husband", Shi Chuan's face suddenly turned pale, almost transparent.

He endured for a few seconds, and his expression gradually calmed down: "Okay, I am willing to apologize to him. Where is he now?"

Tang Sijia's face changed slightly.

Shi Chuan sneered and asked in confusion: "Sister, why didn't he share your joy with you the first time?"

"Why do you care so much about him, but he leaves you alone?"

"His job is work, isn't yours?"

"There's no need to care about these things between Lang Zhou and me." Tang Sijia pursed her lips, "What do you want to say?"

The lamppost behind him suddenly lit up with a warm orange light, quietly illuminating the two people standing opposite each other, and the afterglow was scattered all over the ground.

Shi Chuan said: "I want to say..."

"How far have you progressed?"

Tang Sijia's face changed slightly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Shi Chuan ignored him and continued to ask: "Did you spend your wedding night together?"

"Does he make you feel more comfortable than me?"

The more he asked, the calmer his expression became, and the darker his eyes became: "Does his hand please you more than mine?"

"Shi Chuan!"

Shi Chuan's eyes finally gradually cleared up, and he looked at her seriously, like a studious student:

"What, will you divorce him?"