From the community to the gate of the unit building, when he got a little closer to her, she would want to trot like a rabbit being chased by a hunter.

He was afraid that something would happen to her, so he could only slow down his pace and fall a few steps away.

So much so that when she fell, it was too late to hold her up.

Sang Minglang stared at Ruan Xiaoshuang, with an indescribable feeling of distress or anger, like needles, piercing her heart carefully and sharply.

However, Ruan Xiaoshuang seemed to have never heard of it, and lowered her head, groping for the ring on the ground.

She and Song Yu's wedding ring.

Mingming asked him for help, and he could easily help her pick up the ring.

But she just refused to speak.

Anger welling up, Sang Minglang sneered: "Ruan Xiaoshuang, you can do it, you can do it. You like to draw a line with me so much."

Sang Minglang made a sudden move and grabbed her chin with a gloomy expression.

He slowly moved closer to her, breath could be heard, word by word, whispered, "Okay. Let's wait and see."

Ruan Xiaoshuang was flustered, her body trembled slightly, trying to break free, but he pinched her so hard that the struggle was futile.

Her chin hurt so badly from being pinched, Ruan Xiaoshuang didn't know what happened to Sang Minglang and why she lost her temper so much, but she felt a strange sense of uneasiness for no reason.

"Mr. Sang, your girlfriend is still waiting for you outside."

Ruan Xiaoshuang tried her best to calm down, "You, don't mess around."

"Recklessly?"

Sang Minglang chuckled, and lowered his voice meaningfully, "In this community, where people come and go, how do you think I can mess around?"

He let go of Ruan Xiaoshuang, reached out to pick up the ring box not far away, and opened it with a "snap".

It was a diamond ring from a well-known brand, and the diamonds on the ring shone brightly even under the faint street lights.

"This ring was given to you by my sister. Even with Song Yu, I'm afraid I can't afford a ring of this brand."

Sang Minglang didn't know what to think of, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his voice, "Song Yu's face is really big enough, it's fine to ask others to help prepare for his wedding, even the wedding ring is given to him. He is really interesting, compared to Back then, I was even more interesting."

Ruan Xiaoshuang turned pale, of course she knew what Sang Minglang meant.

Many years ago, when they were studying abroad, the two fell in love and had the idea of ​​getting married.

At that time, Sang Minglang had a falling out with his family, he was very financially struggling, he couldn’t afford a diamond ring, and the ring for the proposal was very cheap. Even for their wedding, they decided to just ask the priest to witness and bless them in the church, not to invite any friends.

But anyway, the ring was carefully selected by Sang Minglang, and the church was also decided by Sang Minglang after visiting many houses.

"I never cared about these red tapes. It used to be the same, and it is still the same now. As for the ring, it is just a symbol, whether it is cheap or expensive. The relationship is not maintained by these external things."

Ruan Xiaoshuang's voice was still indifferent and calm, but with a faint edge, it was clearly a response to Sang Minglang's words.

Sang Minglang smiled, "Okay, then I want to see how long the relationship between you and Song Yu can last."

He stuffed the ring box into Ruan Xiaoshuang's hands, dragged her up involuntarily, and dragged her into the apartment building, before the elevator, "What floor and what room?"

Ruan Xiaoshuang didn't say, "I can go up by myself, you don't need to send it."

"Follow good deeds to the end, send Buddha to the west. I don't want my sister to say that I'm unreliable."

Sang Minglang firmly grasped Ruan Xiaoshuang's arm with his big palm like iron pincers, not allowing her to struggle, "Hurry up, my girlfriend is still waiting outside."

Ruan Xiaoshuang bit her lip, but finally said the floor and house number.

Sang Minglang stopped talking and pressed the elevator floor.

The two walked to the door of Ruan Xiaoshuang's house in silence. Ruan Xiaoshuang took out the key from her bag, turned around and said, "I'm home, Mr. Sang can go, thank you for taking me back."

She thought that Sang Minglang would leave after seeing her at the door.

But Sang Minglang didn't intend to leave at all, "Open the door."

Ruan Xiaoshuang took a deep breath, "It's so late, and Ayu is not at home. I am alone, so it is really inconvenient for Mr. Sang to enter the house."

"In front of me, don't keep mentioning Song Yu's name, it's annoying."

Sang Minglang took the key from her and opened the door by himself.

He looked around the room, frowning.

The living conditions of this house are bad enough.

Scanning the cabinet in the living room, Sang Minglang found what he was looking for, walked over to open the glass door, took out a small medicine box from inside, found a bottle of trauma medicine inside, and looked back at Ruan Xiaoshuang who was still standing at the door: "Still coming in?"

Ruan Xiaoshuang didn't know what he was doing, but she could tell when he opened the cabinet door and rummaged through things.

Holding back her emotions, she reminded again, "Mr. Sang, your girlfriend is waiting for you, you can go."

Sang Minglang ignored her, went directly to pull Ruan Xiaoshuang in, and closed the door with his backhand.

The sound of the door closing heavily was like a heavy hammer hitting Ruan Xiaoshuang's heart, which shook her heart.

Before she had time to say anything, Sang Minglang had already pulled her to the sofa and pushed her down on the sofa.

Ruan Xiaoshuang couldn't help screaming: "What do you want to do?!"

"Did I forget so quickly what I said during the meal? I'm not interested in other people's wives."

Sang Minglang pressed her knee, a little impatient: "Sit down——after applying medicine to your wound, I'll leave right away."

The slightly rough fingertips picked up the cold ointment, landed on her knees, and gently circled.

Although Sang Minglang's attitude was very bad, his movements were considered gentle.

Ruan Xiaoshuang was stiff all over, the palms holding the sofa cushion were drenched with sweat, and the tight string in her body was almost broken.

Her mind was almost blank at this moment.

Until Sang Minglang finally stood up, a few words fell into her ears: "Okay. Goodbye."

Then, there were footsteps leaving and the sound of doors opening and closing.

After confirming that Sang Minglang had finally left, she lay down on the sofa and breathed heavily like a fish on the verge of dehydration and suffocation.

Something cold fell on the back of her hand drop by drop, becoming more and more anxious.

I thought I really let go, but it turned out that it was just a joke.

Sang Minglang's simple move instantly collapsed what she thought was a strong line of defense.

Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that he already has a girlfriend and has no other thoughts about her.

From now on, each will go his own way and be safe.

Sang Minglang didn't go downstairs immediately, but leaned in the dark corridor and lit a cigarette.

When returning to the car, Zhang Xue looked at him with strangely complicated eyes.

Not long after the car started, Zhang Xue said quietly: "Mr. Sang, you said that I am your girlfriend tonight in front of everyone, are you serious?"

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