Chapter 2 Who Am I?

Song Jinshu lowered his eyes. The coldness in his eyes made his chest feel cold. After a long time, he tried to calm down and hid the blistered hand, "I'm sorry, CEO."

Su Yuemeng looked at her with a smile and said Rourou, "I'm fine, Ah Yan, don't embarrass my secretary."

Shen Yan then looked away and rubbed Su Yuemeng's hair soothingly, "I'm going to a meeting. You go back first. If anything happens, just call me."

Song Jinshu watched him walk out silently, turned around and wanted to leave, but Su Yuemeng stopped her again, "Secretary Song, right? I heard Ah Yan mention that you are his right-hand man."

The woman had a smile on her face, looking harmless and endearing, "He didn't mean to hurt you just now. I apologize to you on his behalf. He always tends to be too nervous about me... I hope you don't take it to heart."

Song Jinshu saw the faint hint of showing off in her eyes.

What she said actually meant that Shen Yan was partial and special to her.

A blatant assertion of sovereignty.

"I am Mr. Shen's subordinate. Mr. Shen has strict requirements, and I must be worthy of the salary I receive."

Song Jinshu suddenly smiled and said in a calm and distant tone, "Besides, it's right for Mr. Shen to be nervous. After all, you are his sister-in-law, and you are pregnant with his brother's posthumous child, and you are Mr. Shen's only bloodline."

She asked with concern, "Did I hurt you just now? Do I need to make an appointment for a prenatal check-up for you?"

Su Yuemeng's expression suddenly froze, and there was a hint of obvious anger in her eyes.

Just as Song Jinshu could hear the implication behind her words, she could also hear that this woman was reminding her that her current identity was Shen Yan's sister-in-law.

Su Yuemeng's fingertips were clenched until they turned white. After a long time, she forced a smile at Song Jinshu and said, "Don't bother me. Secretary Song must have a lot of things to deal with, so go ahead and do your work first."

Song Jinshu twitched his lips, "Then I'll prepare a car to take you back."

After calling the driver in front of Su Yuemeng, she walked out of the office.

The meeting had already begun. She sat down next to Shen Yan without saying a word and started taking minutes of the meeting.

Shen Yan was obviously absent-minded today. It was obviously a very important quarterly summary meeting, but he said a few words in a hurry and ended the meeting.

Song Jinshu followed him into the office and heard a cold and stern voice, "Are you deliberately targeting her?"

She raised her head and looked at him. His eyes were distant and cold, and he was obviously very unhappy.

Song Jinshu looked at him silently for a long time before speaking, "I didn't."

When Shen Yan heard what she said, his eyes became even colder, "No? Do you think I can't see those little thoughts of yours?"

That slender hand suddenly pinched her chin, and Shen Yan's dark eyes were as cold as ice, "When you married me, I made it very clear to you, don't think about what you can't get. !”

"Pretending to be a ghost in front of me and targeting her will have no other effect than making me hate you even more!"

The force on his hand was very heavy, as if he was going to crush her jaw bone.

Song Jinshu's eyebrows were knitted together in pain. Looking at the warning in his eyes, he suddenly felt that his already cold chest seemed to be even more painful.

He didn't even ask what happened, but he was sure that she was targeting Su Yuemeng?

She was obviously his wife, but when the cup fell, his first reaction was to care about whether Su Yuemeng was okay, as if the cup of hot water poured on her didn't matter to her.

Even if you know, do you still think she deserves it?

She only burned the back of her hand, but Su Yuemeng was hit in Jin Gui's stomach, which may still be pregnant with the crystallization of their love.

She spoke hoarsely, asking for the first time the question she had never dared to ask, "So nervous about her? Then who am I?"

Shen Yan stared at her, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on his lips, "Who do you think you are?"

"A money-worshiping girl who threatens me to marry you for saving my life, what else can I think of?"

Those dark eyes reflected her pale and stiff face, which looked extremely ugly.

He didn't hide his disdain and disgust at all, looking at her as if she were looking at some disgusting garbage.

Song Jinshu's eyes trembled, and he spoke after a long time, "In other words...in your eyes, have you never regarded me as your wife?"

"Do you think you are worthy?"

Shen Yan twitched her lips again, and the curve became more mocking, as if she had told an extremely funny joke.

He threw her away and picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair, "Don't talk too much to grandma about today's matters, otherwise, you will know the consequences."

He turned around and left the office, as if he didn't want to say a word to her.

Song Jinshu looked at that figure from behind, his eyes grew colder and colder, and he suddenly felt that he was indeed extremely ridiculous.

She has been in love with him for ten years, and from the time she was a schoolgirl to the current secretary, he has probably never taken her seriously.

Also, in his eyes, she was just a money-worshiping girl who wanted to marry him because she saved his grandmother and wanted to gain power.

How could she fall in love with such a blind man?

When he was about to leave the office, she stopped him softly, "In that case, let's get a divorce and stop tormenting each other."

The man's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he frowned and turned around, "What did you say?"

"I said divorce."

Song Jinshu tried hard to suppress the heavy unwillingness and pain in his heart, and his voice was calm, but it was trembling when he listened carefully, "I am leaving the house, I don't want anything, and I will never pester you again."

Shen Yan's eyes were cold, he approached her and said coldly, "What? Do you think this trick of retreating in order to advance will work for me?"

"I didn't mean that."

Song Jinshu raised his head and looked at him, with a strong bitter and salty taste in his mouth, "If Mr. Shen doesn't believe it, I can draft the divorce agreement now. After you sign it, we can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the procedures."

Shen Yan clenched his fists unconsciously.

Is this woman crazy?

She was the one who shamelessly wanted to marry him at first, but now she is willing to divorce and give up her position as Mrs. Shen? !

He should have been happy, happy to finally get rid of this burden, but there was an inexplicable depression in his chest.

"Even if you leave the house, don't you know how much turmoil it will cause if the news of my divorce is known to the family?"

He tightened his arms and pulled her close, his eyes cold and shocking, "You want to threaten me with divorce? Song Jinshu, you have really improved your skills!"

Song Jinshu hissed, and the injury on the back of her hand rubbed against her clothes when he pulled it like this, causing cold sweat to break out on her back from the pain.

She wanted to say that she really didn't mean to threaten him, and that she could cooperate with him to minimize the impact and never show up again, but Shen Yan just picked up his coat and walked out.

"You have no right to ask me whether we should divorce or not. You were the one who insisted on marrying me in the first place, but now you regret it? It's too late!"

"You can take Mrs. Shen's seat if you want to. If you don't want to, just take it for me!"