Chapter 2 Bai Yueguang

Zhou Lian listened to her eloquent words and casually whispered, "You only have six hours left. If you have to spend them bickering, I don't mind. I'm happy to accompany you."

Smoke sprayed on Song Ci's face, and his dark eyes stared at her, making Song Ci dazed for a moment.

I have to say that Zhou Lian has a pair of affectionate eyes.

A pair of affectionate eyes that can deceive people.

Song Ci forced her eyes away from him, calmed her mind, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I'm going to ask you this," Zhou Lian said.

When the two got married, they had a secret marriage, and no one knew about it except their parents. Although they are divorced now, in order not to worry them, they still maintain the appearance of a normal couple, helping each other act unconditionally and indefinitely, as long as the other party need.

This was the condition Zhou Lian gave when he agreed to divorce.

As soon as Zhou Lian got off the plane today, he received a message from the old lady a few hours ago.

This "Old Buddha" somehow knew that today was Song Ci's birthday, and insisted on him taking Song Ci back to his old house for dinner. He also specifically warned him that if he didn't come back, he would never have to come back in his life.

"Can you not go?" Song Ci changed his tone, feeling aggrieved.

"Yes." Zhou Lian smiled half-heartedly, "Don't ever need me in the future."

"..."

Song Ci took a deep breath helplessly.

Including the time to touch up her makeup, she rested in the car with her eyes closed for a total of three hours. Zhou Lian did not close his eyes for a minute, but Song Ci did not sympathize with him.

It is normal for an old fox like this, who has been in business for many years, to sleep less.

Because there are too many worries, I can't sleep under pressure.

At about ten o'clock in the afternoon, the two arrived at Zhou Zhai's compound.

Song Ci stepped on the soft carpet and felt sleepy, but she still waited for Zhou Lian to park the car before going in together.

As soon as the maids on both sides opened the door, Song Ci's wrist naturally wrapped around his arm, and an official smile appeared on his face.

Then, he said to the old lady at the head table, "Grandma, I've been so busy recently that I haven't even bothered to come back to see you. Are you angry with me?"

Song Ci's greatest advantage is that he knows how to use his face to please people.

Just the right amount of coquettishness.

Nothing more, nothing less.

The old lady naturally liked this well-behaved and capable granddaughter-in-law. She smiled and asked her to come to her, "How can I bear to be angry with you? It's too late to feel sorry for you."

"You girl, you always report good news but not bad news. If Xiao Chen hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that this guy Zhou Lian went abroad on a business trip and didn't come back for four or five months. How lonely are you at home alone?"

alone?

It was quite lonely, and I had three boyfriends alone.

Song Ci had a weak look on her face, and echoed that she understood.

It can be said that the image of a considerate and good wife and mother has been established.

Zhou Lian couldn't see her acting like this and gave a slight sneer.

On the other hand, Zhou Lian's younger sister, Zhou Can, had been looking at her since she entered the door. Especially when she saw Song Ci running to the old lady, her face became even more unkind. She didn't know what she was thinking of, so she suddenly stopped her and asked.

"Sister-in-law, where did you... buy this cheongsam?"

cheongsam?

The question was too sudden, and before Song Ci could react, the nanny answered it for her.

"Miss, have you forgotten? The old lady made this for my wife when she got married. Don't you also have one, miss?"

"Does that mean that this style of cheongsam will never be seen again on the market?"

The nanny responded, "Of course, miss, this cheongsam is made of special material, and not just anyone can have it."

"Hiss..." Of course Zhou Can knew it, but he deliberately frowned deeper and prolonged his words meaningfully, "That's not right. I saw my sister-in-law last night. She was wearing this dress. It seemed... like she was having sex with a man. We were holding hands on the street on Anhua Road, but we were so intimate that I didn’t even dare to recognize them.”

As soon as these words came out, Song Ci's smile froze slightly.

This road was exactly the way she and Gao Ze went to the bar last night.

"Did you see it wrong?" the old lady wondered.

Zhou Can said firmly, "No, the style of this cheongsam is so special, how could I get it wrong?"

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Zhou Can's eyes deepened as he smiled, as if he had revealed some secret of hers.

"You read that right."

Song Ci smiled sweetly and simply followed her words, "I picked up your brother at the airport last night. When we passed by that street, we got off the car and bought some things. Cancan, but you, why did you meet us? Didn't you say hello? But now you suddenly remembered to ask me about it."

She slowly raised the topic to the other party.

Zhou Can had a strange look on his face, and finally muttered, "Oh...it's too far away, so I don't dare to recognize him, for fear of recognizing the wrong person."

The old lady was dissatisfied, "Look at you, you don't even know how to say hello to your sister-in-law when you come up and ask her randomly, what's going on?"

Zhou Can lowered his head further and his voice became weaker.

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law."

Ever since she married into the Zhou family, this sister-in-law has always had this attitude towards her, finding faults and causing trouble.

Song Ci has long been immune to all poisons.

"It's just a misunderstanding. Of course I won't blame you."

She pretended to be dignified and looked away, but before the arc of victory on her lips could be restrained, she happened to catch Zhou Lian's eyes, and Song Ci winked at him unceremoniously.

Zhou Lian took in all her childish looks and pulled his lips expressionlessly.

The meal ended with the old lady urging her to have a baby, and Zhou Lian easily moved her out as a shield, "It depends on whether CiCi is willing to do so."

Song Ci's hand holding the candles on the cake paused. After reacting, he did not change his expression. He followed his words and smiled, "Grandma, it's too early. I still want to play for a few more years."

Naturally, the old lady would not force her, so she had to put the topic aside for the time being.

Listening to everyone talking about other things, Song Ci's eyes were a little out of focus for some reason.

He lowered his head, blinked a few times, and finally closed his eyes.

actually.

Even if they are not divorced now, Zhou Lian will never have children with her, let alone let her have children of her own.

Because there is still a presence like Bai Yueguang in his heart.

Song Ci knew this before she got divorced.

Although their marriage was not very sweet, their life was pretty good.

Just by chance, there was a box that had never been opened in the utility room on the second floor of their villa. The housekeeper saw it and asked her what she should do with it.

Song Ci didn't think much and opened the box, revealing those dusty photos in the sky.

In the photo, Zhou Lian, as a teenager, is holding a girl in his arms. The girl has a smile like a flower, short hair with floppy ears, and a beautiful floral skirt.

The tenderness on Zhou Lian's face was something she had never seen before.

But because he was too gentle, she almost thought it wasn't Zhou Lian.

At this moment, Song Ci suddenly understood why someone like Zhou Lian, who didn't even care about what she wore, kept praising her beautiful short hair.

In the past three years, many doubtful things have been solved.

So Song Ci resolutely filed for divorce.

As she said, her taste in men is indeed very poor and has always been so bad.

…

Song Ci slowly opened his eyes and blew out the candle.

Zhou Lian, who was on the side, glanced at her and asked calmly, as if he had no intention of doing so, "What wish did you make?"

Song Ci turned around and mouth-corrected a few words for him.

The old lady was still laughing at the sweetness of the couple and wanted to say something sweet.

But Zhou Lian saw it. What she said was——

"Damn scumbag, I hope you won't be able to eat four dishes in your life."