After pausing for a few seconds, Gu Qingjia turned on the phone screen again.

A hint of calculation flowed through her eyes. She bent down and pulled out Song Ci's contact information from her phone, and without thinking, she told lies against her will.

"Song Ci, what happened last time was my fault. I want to invite you out to dinner to apologize."

"..."

For more than ten seconds, there was no response at all.

Gu Qingjia's expression changed, her eyes widened and she was unwilling to give up. She continued to bomb Song Ci without giving up.

She didn't believe that she and Song Ci had been good friends for so many years, and Song Ci's mind would suddenly become brighter.

"Xiao Ci, I really didn't know what happened last time. It was Lu Huaike who sent a message saying that you really love each other. I thought your relationship was so good before and we were classmates, so I didn't think anything of it. I was deceived by him.

This caused such a misunderstanding."

"..."

"Xiao Ci, we have always been best friends. We cannot ruin our relationship just because outsiders bully us. I also sincerely do my best for you, Xiao Ci, don't you think so?"

"..."

There was no response at all, and Gu Qingjia gradually felt uncertain. The undecided feeling tugged at her heart, tugging at every nerve of Gu Qingjia.

"Little words??"

Gu Qingjia kept sending messages one after another, apologizing to Song Ci.

Ding ding ding…

Messages of apology popped up one after another on the phone, but Song Ci had no interest in taking another look at the nonsense and just left Gu Qingjia alone.

She counted in her mind how many times she and Gu Qingjia had gone out to eat, and how many times Gu Qingjia had colluded with Song Yanran to frame her behind her back...

One by one, one by one...

The pen moved as her heart moved, and when Song Ci came to her senses, she looked down and found that the originally clean and tidy paper was completely occupied by their 'conspiracy' of collaborating.

Song Ci looked at the phone.

She looked at Gu Qingjia inviting her to dinner and replied directly: "If you want to invite me to dinner, that would be great! But I will decide the place to eat."

After receiving the news, Gu Qingjia was no longer furious as before. Instead, she raised her brows with pride and quickly replied to Song Ci: "Okay, you can decide the location. How about 11:30 tomorrow noon?"

Now that Mrs. Huo has a good reputation, she can also use this to increase her own worth and give Song Ci a hard blow!

"OK."

After leaving a few words behind, Song Ci put down the phone casually.

Of course she knew Gu Qingjia's purpose, but she didn't mention it a word.

Instead of listening to bitches’ nonsense, it’s better to learn more professional knowledge.

She is not a holy mother, nor is she a fool. There is no reason for her to live two lifetimes and still be tricked into having her brain filled with water and stuffed with flour and shaken into paste!

How could I not pay her back what I owed her?

Song Ci organized his thoughts before continuing to search for knowledge about professional design fields on the computer.

She never knew that the professional design field was so complicated. It turned out that Song Ci's major was not design or law, but software engineering. To put it bluntly, he was a programmer.

Law and Design are minors only.

The recent project that m&r group is working on is the e-star project.

Song Ci knew, but she wasn't specific. The information she could get was from the Song family and the several documents and important program software designs that she had stolen back then.

She was extremely lucky that she knew early that the e-star project would lead m&r to the international market, make m&r rise overnight, and Huo Muchen would become the man at the top of the pyramid in Hwaseong.

Song Ci's eyes were heavy, and he looked at the content he searched on the Internet, and then directly completed a simple program on the computer.

After doing this for two or three hours, Song Ci rubbed his sleepy eyes.

She was suddenly glad that she had not wasted several years in college and was squeezed and forced to study, so that now she was not too incompetent and ignorant to be worthy of Huo Muchen.

Song Ci finished adding the last bit of professionalism and completed the design draft before dialing the phone. When he saw his 'husband' in the call contacts, he got a little emotional.

She was about to take a shower, turned around and opened the closet. Three-quarters of the closet was filled with her various clothes and dresses, but most of them were in black, white and red. Mr. Huo's shirts and suits only occupied a small compartment.

The aggrieved one hangs and hides behind.

There is no special cloakroom in Huoyuan. All the things she and Huo Muchen use are piled in their master bedroom. Although it is a bit compact, it is warm and cozy everywhere.

Clothes, wedding photos, her jewelry and Huo Muchen's tie clip watch were all lying under the wardrobe, each pair appearing in pairs.

Moreover, Song Ci was also surprised to find that all of Huo Muchen's suits had a matching couple's business suit on the left side.

Song Ci's lips curled up with a hint of sweetness, and she picked up the shirt that Huo Muchen had worn and put it on her body. Then she fell tiredly on the bed and turned off the bedside lamp.

…

Ten minutes later, Song Ci felt like there were thousands of ants crawling up his spine. His heart was itching and he tossed and turned over a dozen times. He closed his eyes tightly but couldn't fall asleep. His mood became depressed and he even had a little temper.

.

What should I do if my husband is not at home?

Song Ci frowned, curled his lips, and picked up his phone. At 11:30 in the night, there was not even a single message from Huo Muchen.

If she becomes a regular employee of m&r and Huo Muchen doesn't know about it, then she can just stay by his side and fight with him.

With her heart beating, Song Ci lifted up the quilt, her eyes falling on the pitch-black night, and she sat back on the bed. She always felt a hand grabbing at her heart, making her restless.

She reached out and touched the bedside wall lamp.

The room lit up with a faint halo.

Song Ci stretched out his hand, and under the light, using the light shining through his fingers, he saw the six-pointed diamond ring that symbolized that they were husband and wife. He pursed his lips, then gently put it to his lips and kissed it.

very nice.

really good.

Song Ci slept a lot on Huo Muchen during the day, but now without Huo Muchen by his side, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Simply, she got out of bed, took out a thin windbreaker, put it on, and opened the dark and closed curtains.

The outside of the villa is as gloomy as ink, suitable for the late night spreading all around, boundless.

Song Ci didn't like the dark night, and he really didn't like the dark night when he was alone without Huo Muchen by his side.

She was fed up with curling up in the dark night, with her back pressed against the cold wall, facing the night scene with only a skylight, and the rest was only the wall and the vicious inmates, enduring humiliation and dirty water every day.

She likes floor-to-ceiling windows, which can be opened to give a panoramic view.

songs

Cars flashed, but none of them was heading back to Huoyuan.

Huo Muchen is still in the company, so he hasn't had any rest.

She wanted to go and see Huo Muchen?

Otherwise, make a sudden attack and give him a surprise.

As soon as this idea entered Song Ci's mind, he was brought back to his senses by a sudden ringing of a bell.

She was startled by conditioned reflex and looked towards the source of the sound. The mobile phone on the bedside table made a buzzing sound.

The ringtone rang a little hastily, as anxious as the caller's mood, and kept echoing.

Although it was only a few seconds, Song Ci felt that it was extremely long.

Her eyesight was very good at catching the two words dancing on the mobile phone screen. Her mood was like a roller coaster entering the clouds. She was extremely unreserved, like a young girl who had just seen her first love. She stepped on the corner of the quilt with one foot, and used the other foot to fly into the air, using both hands.

Go grab the phone.

boom.

The silk-textured quilt was too slippery. Song Ci stepped on it and fell straight onto the quilt uncontrollably.

He knocked his head squarely onto the pear-wood bedside table.

For a moment, it hurt.

There is only one reaction.

Song Ci's body went so soft that she sank deeply into the mattress, but unfortunately, she actually pressed the hang up button.

She hung up on her husband!
Chapter completed!