Song Yi came out of Gu Xingchuan's house, walked to the parking lot, and just opened the car door with one hand, the phone in her pocket vibrated for a while, took it out and saw [Song Jie] displayed on the incoming call screen.
The time on the mobile phone has reached eleven o'clock, and it is usually not a good thing to make a call at this time, Song Yi frowned and connected the phone.
"Little Jie, what's wrong?"
The other end of the phone was quiet for a few seconds, and there was a slight sobbing sound, "Brother..."
Song Yi guessed a lot, and sighed silently in her heart, "Did you quarrel?"
Song Jie is Song Yi's younger sister, only two years younger than Song Yi. The two grew up together and have a very good relationship. Usually Song Jie thinks of this brother immediately when encountering things.
"Hmm..." Song Jie cried out of breath, "Brother, can I come to you?"
"Where are you now, I'll pick you up."
Song Jie reported an address, a hotel in the urban area, Song Yi drove to the entrance of the hotel, and from a distance saw Song Jie crying, her eyes red and swollen, sitting on the side of the road in embarrassment.
It was already cold in the early autumn season, Song Jie was wearing a loose purple gauze dress, with her arms and legs exposed, shivering from the cold.
As soon as Song Jie got into the car, Song Yi thoughtfully turned on the warm air in the car, and looked at Song Jie indistinctly.
It was too dark to see clearly just now, but now there is light, the bruises on Song Jie's face and neck can be clearly seen, and a layer of purple potion was scribbled on, which made Song Yi feel terrified.
"How did it happen?"
It was fine if Song Yi didn't ask, but when she asked, Song Jie couldn't hold back her dry tears, she plunged into Song Yi's chest, sobbing and choking: "I regret that I didn't listen to you, I shouldn't marry him. "
The clothes on her chest were warm from the hot tears, Song Yi patted Song Jie's back lightly, and asked coaxingly, "Did he fight with you?"
Song Yi's brother-in-law, the first time he saw Song Yi, he knew what kind of guy he was, a thing that could not be supported by mud, Song Yi should persuade her, but Song Jie was dazzled by love, and she was determined to marry to this man.
We haven't been married for a year, and there are a lot of moths.
"Yeah." Song Jie nodded, took the tissue from Song Yi, wiped her tears, and said while crying, "He went to gamble and owed three million, so he dared to tell me if he couldn't hide it. He wants the baby's education money to pay off his gambling debts."
Song Yi gently touched her face, the scars were shocking, the original pretty face was beyond recognition, this made Song Yi feel like a knife was twisted, wishing that this would give a severe blow to the scum.
Song Jie said: "I hid my bank card and didn't give it to him. He searched everywhere and beat me when he couldn't find it. He was crazy. How did he become like this..."
"What do you want to do?" Song Yi gritted her teeth lightly.
Song Jie was stunned for a moment, then stared blankly at Song Yi, forgetting to wipe away her tears, "I don't know."
Song Yi took out a few tissues and gently wiped away the tears on her face, "This is not the first time, this kind of marriage has no value in continuing."
When she first got married, Song Jie often quarreled with her husband. Once Song Jie was barefoot and her thighs were covered with blood. She ran to Song Yi's house in the middle of the night, but Song Yi was frightened.
"I..." Song Jie paused, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I'm afraid, the baby hasn't been born yet, if he grows up without a father..."
"What you have to think about now is yourself." Song Yi stroked her long hair with her palm, and said softly, "Xiao Jie, you should be very clear that letting a child grow up in such a family is the most irresponsible behavior for him .”
Song Jie looked at him anxiously, sniffed a few times, "Brother, what do you think I should do?"
It seems to be a habit to ask Song Yi's opinion when encountering something. Not only Song Jie, but also relatives and friends in the family who are related to buying a house, investing, and working, all have to call and ask Song Yi. After all, Song Yi is Song Yi. The most successful person at home.
Song Yi thought for a while, and her voice was clear and powerful: "Now I can give you two choices. The first one is that you divorce him. I will introduce you to a divorce lawyer. As your brother, I will do everything within my power. Help you, you will never see this man again."
"Second, if you don't get a divorce, you should call me as soon as you encounter this kind of thing in the future, and give him money if he asks for it. I can make up for you, but you are not allowed to hurt yourself, understand? "
Song Jie blinked a few times, put her arms around Song Yi's neck, and slowly stuck it up, "I don't know what to do now, I have to think about it, is that okay?"
"You can think about it slowly." Song Yi sighed softly in her heart, patted Song Jie's back, and coaxed: "I'll take you to my house now, and don't go out in such thin clothes in the future."
The elegant car fragrance was flowing in the air, Song Jie sat upright, stared at Song Yi's side face, and slowly rubbed her sore nose.
Song Jie and Song Yi's father passed away early, and Song Jie's knowledge of men came from this brother. Before she got married, she naively thought that all men in this world were like Song Yi, firm and gentle, but cruel. Reality shattered her fantasy.
Her brother is unique in this world.
"It would be great if you weren't my brother." Song Jie said in a low voice.
Song Yi smiled, "Stop talking silly, take a good rest, and be home right away."
After returning home, Song Yi took care of Song Jie's wound carefully, arranged Song Jie to sleep in the guest room, poured a glass of red wine, and leaned on the balcony with the wine glass.
At midnight, the city is brightly lit, and the neon lights are as delicate as flowers. Song Yi has no intention of admiring them, so she pulls up the phone book with her mobile phone. Due to professional reasons, she has met many elite lawyers.
Song Yi consulted about Song Jie's situation, but the reply was not optimistic.
This kind of divorce lawsuit is the most difficult to fight. The law stipulates that there is a three-month cooling-off period for unilateral forced divorce, and the property in marriage is divided into half and half, and the debt is the same.
If Song Jie wanted to force a divorce, half of the house would be given to the scum, and he would have to bear a whole lot of debt.
Song Yi doesn't want to be such a scumbag for nothing, there is no such good thing in the world.
But I couldn't think of a proper way to deal with it for a while. A person like my brother-in-law is like a piece of bullshit plaster. If I can't get the money, I won't let it go.
Song Yi knew very well that a law-abiding citizen like herself had absolutely nothing to do with such a scoundrel.
In the middle of the night, Song Jie got up to drink water. The TV in the living room was emitting a faint blue light. Song Jie walked over cautiously.
Song Yi hadn't slept yet, she leaned lazily on the sofa, half-closed her eyes and watched the pictures on the TV.
Song Jie felt guilty, "Brother, don't worry too much about my affairs."
"It's nothing, just insomnia." Song Yi tilted her head, leaned on the pillow, and yawned lightly.
Song Jie sat beside him gently, and said in a low voice: "I always feel that you put too much pressure on yourself."
"There is pressure to be motivated." Song Yi smiled slightly, "Besides, I am so young now, a little pressure is a good thing."
Song Jie hesitated for a moment, biting her lip, "But don't you feel tired? I have been relying on you for all the big and small things at home these years, and I feel tired just looking at it."
"I'm Alpha, and I should be tired. I can't make you and Mom tired." Song Yi smiled, took off her glasses and put them on the coffee table, "Don't think too much about it, I'll take care of you, you can't do it." It will make you rich and powerful, but it will also allow you to live comfortably in this life."
Song Jie was very moved, and her heart was warm, "You have been taking care of others since you grew up. I hope someone can take care of you."
"How can I use others to take care of me?" Song Yi stretched her long waist. People like him are like weeds in the prairie. They can withstand the wind and rain. on the grass.
The vitality is tenacious and does not need to be taken care of.
Song Jie was dumbfounded, looked at him helplessly, was about to get up and go back to the room, when she accidentally scanned the TV screen.
The music channel at midnight is playing Gu Xingchuan's song. The picture is a previous New Year's party. Gu Xingchuan is standing on a huge stage, with the sky full of silver light sticks like stars behind him, giving him a sense of independence from the world.
"Hey...he hit me up before, I didn't expect him to be so popular now." Song Jie sighed and said regretfully, "If I knew earlier, I should have asked him for his autograph."
"He struck up a conversation with you?" Song Yi was stunned. Damn, is Gu Xingchuan still human? He actually attacked Song Jie.
Song Jie nodded and smiled embarrassingly, "The day you graduated from high school, I rode your bicycle home and passed by the alley of our house, and he stopped me. At that time, many people looked at him. Standing is the same as shining, I am too embarrassed to talk to him."
Song Yi frowned, "What did he ask you for?"
"Ah," Song Jie recalled, "he asked my name, and then let me go without saying anything."
"Didn't say anything?"
"Yes." Song Jie thought of something again, "But I think he seems to be waiting for someone, throwing a lot of cigarette butts under his feet, looking very anxious."
Song Yi's brows became tighter and tighter. On the day of graduation, she asked Shen Li to go to the playground, and she was going to confess to Shen Li. She was always worried that Gu Xingchuan would suddenly appear to make trouble, but Gu Xingchuan, who was usually the same as the spirit behind her, was nowhere to be seen.
I didn't expect to wait for someone at the alley of his house, who is Gu Xingchuan waiting for
Song Yi thought of a guess, and immediately understood.
It seems that Gu Xingchuan guessed that Song Yi chose to confess to Shen Li that day, and stayed at the door of Song Yi's house. Fortunately, it was already early in the morning when Song Yi went back that day, otherwise she would inevitably get punched by Gu Xingchuan.
This kid looked upright, but he didn't expect to be quite insidious, and he had learned to sit on the sidelines.
Early the next morning, Song Jie shared her thoughts. She wanted to go on a trip, so she could have a quiet time by herself and think about how to face marriage.
Song Yi agreed with both hands, and helped her book air tickets and hotels, and arranged for her assistant to play with Song Jie for a few days.
After settling everything, Song Yi arrived at Gu Xingchuan's house just like going to work on a regular basis.
As soon as the front foot entered the door, Liu Zhenzhen called in the back foot.
Gu Xingchuan glanced at the phone screen across the dining table, glanced at Song Yi, and slowly played with the sweet orange in his hand.
Song Yi bit the bullet and answered the phone, "Sister Zhen."
"Are you at Gu Xingchuan's house?" Liu Zhenzhen asked with concern.
Song Yi gave a soft "hmm" and said with a smile, "I'm having lunch with Xing Chuan."
Liu Zhenxin finally put it back in his stomach, "Take good care of him."
"I understand." Song Yi was gentle and gentle.
Liu Zhenzhen said: "If you have any grievances, you have to endure it, don't lose your temper, and ask him to forgive you..."
The dining table was not big, the distance between the two of them was very close, and the room was very quiet. Gu Xingchuan could hear every word Liu Zhenzhen said. He frowned in displeasure, and lightly kicked Song Yi's calf under the table. "Call me."
Song Yi looked at him with a "what do you want to do?" look.
Gu Xingchuan glared at Song Yi angrily, "Can I still harm you?"
Song Yi thought to herself, have you harmed me less? Still handed over the phone.
Gu Xingchuan took the phone and directly pressed the speakerphone, with a low magnetic voice, like heavy strings, "Sister Zhen, hello, I'm Gu Xingchuan."
Liu Zhenzhen was stunned for a few seconds, then his voice changed quickly, and he smiled like Sanchunzhi's warmth, "Oh! Xingchuan! How is your injury? Do you want me to come and see you? I don't know much these days I'm worried about you, it's all our Song Yi's fault..."
"Don't blame him." Gu Xingchuan glanced at Song Yi, who squinted her eyes and was also looking at him.
Gu Xingchuan turned his face away, and said calmly: "I was thinking about a new song that day, and accidentally bumped into his car while walking, it has nothing to do with him."
Song Yi gave an "um" in surprise, not understanding why Gu Xingchuan had such a sudden kindness.
Liu Zhenzhen never expected such a reversal, "This..."
Gu Xingchuan lowered his jaw slightly, and said calmly: "One more thing, Song Yi and I are classmates, we are good brothers, I will not let him suffer any grievances, please be more polite to him in the future."
Liu Zhenzhen was immediately confused, but as a manager, he still has the ability to react on the spot, and said with a smile: "The flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple, and the family does not recognize the family. Song Yi has never told me about your relationship. , Now it's all right, he has a support in Xingyu."
"Yes, I will cover him." Gu Xingchuan smiled slightly, looked at Song Yi's raised eyebrows, and said meaningfully: "He is mine now."
The person who serves him exclusively, his little slave.
Song Yi frowned, and after a few minutes of being serious, she started talking nonsense, worried that Liu Zhenzhen was thinking nonsense, and reached out to ask for the phone back.
Liu Zhenzhen did have an idea, but it wasn't what Song Yi thought. Papa Gu is about to become the largest shareholder of Star Entertainment. The most lacking thing for a new official is his own people. Those who can become the new boss have a bright future!
It seems that she has to take good care of Song Yi, the cash cow, and it will depend on him to get promoted and get rich in the future.
Song Yi hung up the phone, Gu Xingchuan folded his arms, and said coldly: "What do you mean by being wronged, you just endure it, you are not a doormat."
So you treat me like a doormat, Song Yi thought to herself.
After lunch, Gu Xingchuan connected the game controller and started playing the game again. Song Yi sat beside him and watched leisurely.
Brother Long Legs used to live broadcast this game, but Song Yi never played it again after getting busy.
Gu Xingchuan is good at playing. His marksmanship is very accurate, and he is familiar with long-distance headshot operations. He is much better than many professional anchors at station L. The only shortcoming is that he is too impulsive. As soon as he sees someone, he rushes forward to shoot directly, fighting to the death. Three steps of blood splatter, in the words of the Internet, it is "iron-headed baby".
As a chicken-eating game, marksmanship alone is not enough, and psychological tactics are often tested.
"Are you fascinated?" Gu Xingchuan asked with a light smile.
Song Yi sneered "hehe", and gave some pointers, "There is someone in the direction w on your left. The second floor of the blue house just showed up."
"Huh?" Gu Xingchuan gave him a surprised look, and in order to verify Song Yi's words, he drew out his gun and rushed over to kill him.
Song Yi held his arm, and said slowly: "Just now you passed by and saw an empty box of airdrops, and there were two corpses in the wheat field in front of the house. Based on these two known conditions, we speculate that there are three people in the room. There is a very high probability of a 98K for the first-level and third-level armor, if you go straight up now, there is only one dead end."
Gu Xingchuan squinted his eyes, and spoke quite professionally. He looked Song Yi up and down, and couldn't help but admire him.
After all, Song Yi doesn't look like the kind of person who can play games. When she was in high school, other males played games in Internet cafes all day long. Song Yi held a book and memorized words.
Song Yi smiled, took Gu Xingchuan's game controller, and tried the arrow keys, "There is no rush at this time, we need a chance."
Gu Xingchuan turned his head sideways and approached him, carefully watching how Song Yi operated.
The distance between the two of them was very close, and Gu Xingchuan smelled the scent of bellflower perfume on Song Yi's body, which was very light, with a hint of sweetness.
This smell made Gu Xingchuan a little upset and irritable. He turned his head, and Song Yi was concentrating on waiting for the black gun to be fired. The afternoon sun was shining on her fair and delicate face, and the golden glasses frame reflected the dazzling light.
The part of the neck outside the collar is flexible and white, with light blue blood vessels faintly visible, a little fragile and beautiful, just like a tuberose, one cannot help but want to smell it.
Gu Xingchuan did this, and walked over calmly, except for the smell of perfume on Song Yi's body, there was no smell at all.
But the position of the glands on the back of the neck caught Gu Xingchuan's attention. It was a very ordinary piece of skin, which was as clean as the rest of Song Yi's body. Can't help but want to take a bite.
"The poison circle is coming, and he is about to come out." Song Yi hid her figure in the game, turned on the red dot sight, and explained to Gu Xingchuan while operating: "I will throw a smoke~mist~bomb first, let He thought I was on his left, and at the same time I would move behind him and attack him from behind."
Gu Xingchuan was so distracted that he didn't have the time to listen to the game, so he gave a vague "hmm".
Song Yi focused all her attention on the game and didn't notice anything wrong with Gu Xingchuan, "Okay, I'm going to shoot."
She showed off a beautiful marksmanship. Although she shot from behind, she was particular about where she hits. Song Yi learned this skill from the video of the long-legged brother.
After a few "bang bang bang", the man turned into a box spirit.
Song Yi was in a good mood, and happily raised the game controller, "How am I?"
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and said meaningfully: "Not bad."
Song Yi's emotions will be high now, and she is willing to say a few more words to Gu Xingchuan, "You have to learn to seize the opportunity, save the country with curves, and hit the east with the west."
"Curve to save the country? Hit the east and the west?" Gu Xingchuan chewed on these words, and smiled for no reason.
Song Yi nodded, and carefully explained the essence of the style of play to Gu Xingchuan, which was learned from the long-legged senior brother, and the long-legged senior brother used these two moves very well.
The so-called curve to save the country, if you do not have an advantage in a battle, and the frontal means cannot solve the problem, you can attack from the side to win and defend the fruits of victory bit by bit.
As for the sound of the east and the west, it is even simpler. The sound moves and hits the west. It is unexpected, and the enemy is caught off guard.
After Song Yi finished talking about the game, the reminder sounded in the washing machine. He put down the game controller and went to dry the clothes on the terrace.
Gu Xingchuan stared at his back, pursed his parched lips, picked up the water glass on the table and drank a large glass of water to relieve the heat in his heart.
On the coffee table, Song Yi's mobile phone message prompt sounded "Ding Dong".
Gu Xingchuan picked up the phone and glanced at it.
[You can let Xiaojie divorce me. Give me five million and I will let her go. Otherwise, don’t even think about it. I will keep pestering her. The police don’t even bother to care about marital rape. Your sister’s life is at stake. More than five million, right?]
Gu Xingchuan frowned, picked up his mobile phone and quickly took a photo, recorded the content of the message and the phone number, and put it back on Song Yi's mobile phone as if nothing had happened.