She made an irresponsible guess; could it be that Song Tingshen kept a mistress?
Should she answer this call or not?
After thinking it over, Ruan Xia answered the call and heard a sweet voice asking, âBig brother Song, are you home?â
Big... Big brother Song?
For a moment, Ruan Xia thought the other party was acting out a historical drama. This type of address was too old-fashioned.
With the intent of causing mischief, Ruan Xia made her voice sound even sweeter than Li Jingâs voice as she answered, âHello, itâs not convenient for Song Tingshen to answer his phone right now.â
After a stunned pause, the voice on the other side asked, âIs big brother Song okay? He drank a lot of wine today.â
When it was necessary, a womanâs IQ and observations skills would exceed even Sherlock Holmesâ skills.
Ruan Xia didnât know what kind of relationship Song Tingshen and the original owner had. Did this plastic couple keep separate lovers on the side? Regardless, she could tell that the woman on the phone wasnât simple.
Just the way she addressed Song Ting Shen sounded nauseatingly sappy. In addition, this woman had called Song Tingshen shortly after he returned home. So, even an idiot would know that Song Tingshen had been with Li Jing tonight. As for whether they had been alone or with other people, she didnât know.
The reason why Ruan Xia thought Li Jing was scheming something was because Song Tingshen was very drunk. He wasnât in the state where he could speak clearly. His consciousness wasnât clear either. What was the point in calling a drunk person? And, Li Jing had practically chosen the most suspicious time to call!
And so, could she make the bold guess that this woman didnât call to speak with Song Tingshen? Instead, her purpose was to talk to Song Tingshenâs wife and create a misunderstanding?
If she had a normal marital relationship with Song Tingshen, she would definitely misunderstand and think there was something going on between Song Tingshen and this woman.
It was a pity that this womanâs scheme would go to waste. Whether it was her or the original owner, neither of them would feel anything about this call, much less launch accusations against Song Tingshen because of it.
Since this woman had set up a stage to perform, she couldnât let her perform by herself. Thinking of this, Ruan Xia glanced at the sleeping man.
In a very gentle voice, she answered, âHeâs fine. Itâs just not convenient for him to answer the phone right now. If you have something you want to say to him, Iâll pass on your message.â
The other side was silent for a while. âActually, there is something, but itâs not important...â
Ruan Xia silently laughed. âTell me. You donât have to be polite.â
That person seemed to hesitate for a while before saying, âI lost my bracelet. I looked everywhere for it, but I couldnât find it. I think I might have lost it in his car, so I called to ask him.â
Asking a drunk person about a lost bracelet?
Ruan Xia replied, âOh, okay then, Iâll tell him tomorrow.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She didnât know if this woman was clever or stupid. It didnât matter if her relationship with Song Tingshen was good or not. They were husband and wife in name. Based on her understanding of Song Tingshen, as long as she passed on Li Jingâs message verbatim, without even adding extra details, Song Tingshen wouldnât have favorable feelings towards this woman. It didnât matter what type of relationship this woman had with Song Tingshen.
If this woman was his mistress, wasnât she seeking death by saying these words to his wife?
If she wasnât his mistress, her facade would be exposed. A sweet, innocent girl wouldnât do such a thing!
This woman was being too impatient.
After Ruan Xia ended the call, she examined Song Tingshenâs face for a long time before murming to herself, âDonât tell me you have a harem of three thousand beauties.â