Rebirth Begins with Rejecting my Childhood Friend

Chapter 2241: Section 2241

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Du Qingling stood alone by the wall, looking lonely and pitiful.

Xu Xiuwen stood with Song Siyu, and he comforted his girlfriend softly.

About twenty minutes passed.

There was a knock on the door.

Xu Xiuwen immediately went to open the door.

After the door opened, the person outside was indeed Wang Juncai.

Wang Juncai came here excitedly, but when he saw that the person who opened the door was Xu Xiuwen, he was stunned for a moment.

He asked in confusion, "Why are you at home?"

This sentence instantly aroused Xu Xiuwen's suspicion.

Isn't he normal at home

Could it be that Wang Jun thought that Song Siyu would invite him over when he was not at home

Why does Wang Juncai think so

Could it be...

Xu Xiuwen shook his head and rejected the idea.

He understood Song Siyu and was willing to trust her.

Xu Xiuwen said calmly: "Come in first."

Wang Juncai hesitated before following him into the house.

Come to the living room.

Wang Juncai was the first to notice Du Qingling standing next to the sofa.

When he saw the girl's appearance, a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes, followed by envy.

Xu Xiuwen has always had good luck with women, and there are always beautiful women around him.

This made him even more resentful towards Xu Xiuwen.

There are so many beautiful women around him, why do you have to compete with him for Song Siyu

Damn it!

Wang Juncai then saw Song Siyu standing beside him and said hesitantly, "Siyu, I'm here."

Song Siyu ignored him.

Wang Juncai was suddenly embarrassed.

Xu Xiuwen asked at the right time: "Wang Juncai, I asked Siyu to call you over."

Wang Juncai turned around and asked in confusion, "Why?"

Xu Xiuwen said: "Siyu said that you have been pestering her. I want to know if this is true."

Wang Juncai suddenly became annoyed, "When did I ever bother Siyu? Don't slander me!"

Xu Xiuwen said: "Whether it is slandering you or not, if you take out your phone and show it to me, it will be clear, right?"

Wang Juncai became more and more annoyed, "Why? Who do you think you are? Why should I let you see my phone?"

Xu Xiuwen was also feeling angry at this time.

He said in a deep voice: "Don't force me!"

Wang Juncai was about to say something, but Song Siyu spoke first: "Wang Juncai, show him your phone. I'm counting on you."

Wang Juncai was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Do you really want to show it to him? Is it okay?"

This sentence aroused Xu Xiuwen's suspicion.

Are they really secretly contacting each other behind his back

Otherwise, why would Wang Juncai say this

Song Siyu said calmly: "We have nothing to fear."

Upon hearing this, Wang Juncai took out his cell phone.

Xu Xiuwen took the phone, found the text message box and opened it.

Soon, he found Song Siyu's text message.

Xu Xiuwen's heart sank.

He clicked it and read it carefully.

But what did he see

Song Siyu and Wang Juncai sent not just one text message, but more than a dozen.

In the text message, she told Wang Juncai that she was confused about her current relationship, very disappointed in him, uncertain about the future, and also complained a lot about Du Qingling.

After reading it, Xu Xiuwen's whole heart was trembling.

His expression also became extremely ugly.

When Du Qingling saw this scene, a barely perceptible smile flashed across her lips.

Song Siyu frowned after seeing Xu Xiuwen's expression.

Xu Xiuwen suddenly put down his phone and stared at Wang Juncai in front of him with a fierce look.

Wang Juncai was startled and said subconsciously: "Don't mess around, it was Siyu who texted me first, I didn't take the initiative."

Xu Xiuwen knew that he was not lying.

Because the topic was indeed brought up by Song Siyu.

Xu Xiuwen turned his gaze to Song Siyu.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Xu Xiuwen felt so unfamiliar for the first time.

Although nothing should have happened between Song Siyu and Wang Juncai, and their old love had not been rekindled.

But the girlfriend and ex-boyfriend sent text messages to complain.

For Xu Xiuwen, it was tantamount to betrayal.

His heart was bleeding.

He rejected Xiao Youran's request for reconciliation and resolutely chose to be with Song Siyu.

But how did she treat him

Song Siyu noticed something was wrong and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Xu Xiuwen said, "I just realized that you are so dissatisfied with me. Why do you want to be with me? Why don't I withdraw and let you and Wang Juncai be together..."

Song Siyu was annoyed all of a sudden, "What are you talking about? What do you mean by quitting and fulfilling? I don't like Wang Juncai, you know that."

Xu Xiuwen said: "Song Siyu, you disappoint me so much!"

The tone of this sentence was too heavy for Song Siyu to bear.

"What happened?"

Xu Xiuwen looked at Song Siyu's expression and eyes.

If Wang Juncai’s phone hadn’t still contained the text messages between the two of them.

He was almost fooled by her again.

Thinking about how I didn’t believe what my sister said just now, I chose to believe Song Siyu.

Xu Xiuwen felt like a fool.

How could Du Qingling hit herself and then slander Song Siyu

Even if she did.

What about text messages

The evidence is irrefutable!

We can no longer say that Du Qingling was the one spreading rumors and slandering us this time, right

Xu Xiuwen was angry, sad and upset at this moment.

He suddenly felt tired, so he closed his eyes and said, "Siyu, I know I am a playboy, but you should have known this when you were with me. I am very hurt by your behavior now. Maybe Youran is right, we are really not suitable..."

Xu Xiuwen is already considering whether to break up.

At this time, Song Siyu suddenly said anxiously: "Let me see your phone first!"

Song Siyu's expression and tone...

If Xu Xiuwen hadn't seen the text message, he would have really been deceived by her.

It turns out that saying is right, women are very good at acting.

Xu Xiuwen suppressed his anger and handed over the phone.

After Song Siyu took the phone, she immediately checked the text messages.