Chapter 90 B-6

It was Zhao Qianhua who followed Gu Xiaoying and found out that something was wrong. I have to admit that the "wife is always the last to know the truth" rule that prevails in this world doesn't work at all for a woman like Zhao Qianhua. Her eyes are very beautiful, they are the standard Danfeng eyes, which are charming and charming in any direction, and there is also Danfeng's sharp eyes. In fact, it was a coincidence at first. In the evening, Liang Weisong asked Sang to leave the bar.Sang Li didn't like the noise there, nor did he like the dim lighting, and he didn't like the invisible hand hidden by the noisy background and dim lighting—often, in the corner of the bar, Liang Weisong held a wine glass in one hand and held a glass in the other. But lingering under the table.

However, looking at it from the outside, his face was calm and expressionless. Sang Li looked at Liang Weisong like this, every time he wished he could really learn witchcraft and curse him. It was at this time that Zhao Qianhua descended from the sky—she came to clubbing with a few friends, and when she saw Liang Weisong and Sang Li sitting together, her eyes just paused, then she calmly glanced over and turned to call friends Find a seat. Sang Li was secretly surprised: Zhao Qianhua didn't see it, or didn't care at all? There is also fear: being bumped into by the original wife's wife, even if there is nothing, you will be terrified, not to mention that there is indeed something tricky between the two of you, no matter how you cover it up, you will inevitably feel guilty.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhao Qianhua found an excuse to leave their table, approached casually, and sat on the other side of Liang Weisong, but her gaze was frighteningly cold and her tone was very unpleasant. The first sentence when we met was: "Wei Song, are you so free? We don't go to our new clothes show, but have time to hang out?" Liang Weisong and Yan Yuese did not deliberately comfort his wife: "We have a performance today. After the end, a group of colleagues came to sit together. Just now, two of them left due to urgent matters. We also plan to withdraw immediately."

Only then did Zhao Qianhua look at Sang Li with a half-smile: "Xiao Sang?" "Master's wife is good," Sang Li pretended to be ignorant, and even changed the address to the safest one, "I'm about to leave." "Oh," she nodded, "Mr. Shen hasn't been here recently?" "I've been here a few times, and he's also very busy." Sang Li smiled softly. This smile was not only harmless, but more like the smile of a little girl immersed in love. Zhao Qianhua saw it, and finally put it away temporarily. body spikes. "Say hello to him for me," Zhao Qianhua smiled, "The next time he comes, he will tell us that I will be the host, and everyone will get together, and we will inevitably cooperate in the future."

The mind of a businessman is indeed commercialized—Sang Li sighed in his heart, took advantage of the situation to say goodbye, and hurriedly retreated. She didn't know that after she left, Zhao Qianhua immediately changed into a cold tone, looked at her husband with contempt and said, "Liang Weisong, you should know what I hate the most. Don't make me a laughing stock for others, and I will give it to you." Your endless support. Conversely, if you make me feel bad, I will definitely let you experience the feeling that life is worse than death." She approached him and sneered: "Remember, never let me know that you provoked other women."

Behind her sneer was the increasingly noisy environment in the bar late at night.The light was dim, and Zhao Qianhua's face could not be seen clearly when it came from behind.Liang Weisong tilted his head slightly, smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to pinch his wife's still delicate and delicate chin, and looked at it without speaking. In the eyes of outsiders, such a couple and their gazes colliding should be called "affectionate". Shortly thereafter, the new spring season began. By this time, Sang Li has become an important member of the performance season - her performances are scheduled from the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month to the 15th of the first lunar month. on the stage.

In fact, this is also a good thing for Sang Li, because Shen Jie had to go back to Shanghai for the New Year, so he only showed up once in a hurry, and the stay time was pitifully short.Toil, for Sang Li, who is obsessed with the stage and has no one to accompany him, is better than the desolation of leisure time. And Liang Weisong happened to be busy participating in a series of performances organized by the Ministry of Culture during that time, and he didn't meet him for a while, and Sang Li felt that he was "turning over and singing as a serf", and his mood immediately improved.

However, in her joy, she forgot that this is also the city where Xiang Ning is located. And Xiang Ning, who returned to China for a short time, did not expect that he would meet Sang Li after watching a performance. The opportunities between people are really amazing. The performance tickets were given by others—at a dinner one day, a friend who worked in the cultural department kindly distributed free performance tickets to everyone, and even joked when they were assigned to him: "How many tickets do you want? How many girlfriends?" Xiang Ning also smiled: "Then I'll get one, so that if I forget which one to take with me and fight again, it will be detrimental to the stability and unity of the harem."

Everyone laughed, and the box was full of joy. He was the only one, and after speaking, he lowered his head and drank tea to hide the ups and downs of sadness in his eyes. It's not that he doesn't despise himself—two and a half years later, he still can't forget it. He himself didn't know, what's so good about that little girl? He has always been a proud person, in other words, there is no need for him to be so obsessed with anyone.However, what made him unbearable was that in the days when he was away from home, whenever he heard someone singing, he would always think of her.

Every frown and smile will never be forgotten! That's why he decided to treat his mental illness in his own way - "fighting poison with poison", which is always written in novels. He accepted the performance ticket and decided to go to the performance. He thought that he had to pass this test. But he didn't expect that he would meet her like this—when he raised his head and saw the dazzling Sang Li on the stage, he almost lost his composure and stood up! But fortunately, he controlled his emotions at the last second when he was out of control. He just stared at her with wide eyes in astonishment, and looked at her without blinking, lest he miss a glance.

He heard her sing Schubert's "Serenade", and he could understand the lyrics. Every sentence, like a knife, quickly passed through his heart, splashing blood!