CHAPTER 663: CHAPTER 656: THE STRANGE MIYAZAKI

Actually, it’s quite normal for Song Mengshi to become like this. She’s four years older than Sisi, turning thirty-six this year, and having given birth to two children, her mood hasn’t been great, leading to hormonal imbalance and a changed figure, which is quite normal.

It’s just that compared to Sisi and Shangguan, her changes are a lot more dramatic.

"So it’s Song Mengshi, quite a coincidence," Sisi said with a smile as she greeted Song Mengshi. Although she wasn’t really close friends or besties with Song Mengshi, so many years have passed, and everyone has married and had children, there’s no need to dwell on trivial past matters.

Song Mengshi felt an unusual bitterness in her heart, not expecting He Sisi to still be as youthful and pretty as a young girl. Books say women cared for by men live more beautifully; it seems He Sisi has been living very happily these years.

Looking at herself, others can surely tell she’s a failed woman not adored by her husband, right?

For a moment, Song Mengshi felt somewhat disheartened. She forced a smile as she greeted Sisi, "It is quite a coincidence. I didn’t expect you to come all the way here to play?"

Sisi raised her eyebrows and said in surprise, "Didn’t Tang Qiubai tell you? My husband works here; he’s in T City for several months every year."

Song Mengshi’s smile became more forced, and she said dryly, "Really? Qiubai probably forgot?"

Yet, the bitterness in her heart spread like dissolved tea, from the heart to the surroundings, bitter at the tip of her tongue.

How many days has it been since Tang Qiubai last talked to her properly? Even lying in the same bed, the times can be counted on one hand. This trip was at the children’s request, and Tang Qiubai brought her out, but as soon as they reached the seaside, he went off to be with friends, without a care for her and the children. It wasn’t until the kids started fighting that he came over once, only to scold her, without a kind word.

Song Mengshi glanced again at Sisi, and ironically, couldn’t even muster a shred of jealousy.

Sometimes the gap between people is so wide that even jealousy lacks the courage. Song Mengshi was feeling exactly this way.

Song Mengshi had neither the intention nor interest to have a deep conversation with Sisi. She smiled at Sisi and planned to take her children under their own sun umbrella. The more she stood with Sisi, the more hurt she felt.

"Sisi, are you here to play too?" Noticing his wife chatting with a beauty in beachwear from afar, Tang Qiubai recognized an acquaintance and naturally walked over.

Tang Qiubai looked at Sisi with appreciation in his eyes and then disdainfully at Song Mengshi. Although his gaze was subtle, Song Mengshi, becoming increasingly sensitive, could clearly feel it. Her heart was already numb but still pricked a bit.

Sisi also sensed Tang Qiubai’s disdain for Song Mengshi, slightly furrowing her brows. Although she didn’t like Song Mengshi, she detested Tang Qiubai even more.

In a past life, Tang Qiubai wronged Tian Zhaodi; in this life, he’s still a lecherous pig. Though he and Song Mengshi are married, it seems their marriage is probably just in name?

Otherwise, why would Song Mengshi be so miserable?

Speaking of it, she somewhat missed the acerbic Song Mengshi from college; though not very likable, she was full of life. Unlike the woman before her now, worn out, like a flower hit by frost.

Wilted all over, devoid of color!

Sisi nodded, greeted Tang Qiubai, and didn’t want to talk to such a vile and black-hearted man. After saying a few polite words to Song Mengshi, she turned to leave.

Just then, another male voice rang out, "Mr. Tang won’t introduce the beauty to me?"

A thirty-something man appeared beside Tang Qiubai, handsome with exposed muscular tension full of wildness, complemented by his cold and hard demeanor, very eye-catching.

Sisi, however, sensed this man’s dislike for her. Although he pretended to be very interested in her beauty, Sisi could feel it deep down.

The man had malevolence, and it was directed towards her.

Sisi raised her guard, puzzled about who this man could be.

She reckoned she hadn’t interacted with this man before.

Tang Qiubai knew his partner as ruthless and aware of the couple’s peculiar hobby. Seeing the man possibly captivated by Sisi’s beauty gave him a bizarre thrill.

"Mr. Gongqi, this is my friend Miss He Sisi. Sisi, this is Mr. Miyazaki from R Country," Tang Qiubai said.

"Please call me Mrs. Tian. We’re not that familiar! Besides, I have no interest in meeting your friend, Mr. Tang, so don’t overstep," Sisi said coldly.

At this moment, Tian Xinhua saw Sisi being besieged by the man and hurried over, with Mo Liu and Shangguan following suit.

Mo Liu appeared surprised on seeing the transformed Song Mengshi but merely raised his eyebrows slightly, not excessively shocked, politely greeting Song Mengshi, which somewhat alleviated her discomfort.

But seeing these former classmates still as beautiful as ever intensified her bitterness and made her feel more inferior.

"What happened, Ah Nan?" Tian Xinhua walked over, putting his arm around Sisi’s shoulder, marking his territory. Although he didn’t know Miyazaki, the man’s gaze towards Sisi made him uncomfortable.

And as for Tang Qiubai, he just nodded, not even bothering to acknowledge him. Since they’re no longer friends, there was no need to engage.

"Nothing, just that Mr. Tang’s friend wants to meet me, but I’m not interested," Sisi said calmly.

Tian Xinhua gave Tang Qiubai a cold look, sneering inside. It seemed Tang Qiubai wasn’t a decent guy; even his friends were of such character, wanting to meet Ah Nan?

Perhaps the underlying intentions are elsewhere?

Tang Qiubai, oh Tang Qiubai, initially considering giving you a bit of face for the late Tang Tieshan, but you reject it, so don’t blame me, Tian Xinhua, for being ruthless.

"Ah Nan, no need to bother with irrelevant people, let’s go," Tian Xinhua said disparagingly, glancing at Miyazaki and Tang Qiubai, shaking both to their cores.

"Mm!"

Sisi quietly responded, being led away by Tian Xinhua.

Mo Liu and the others followed along, but then an exaggerated female voice called out, sounding like a duck’s quack, an R Country duck nonetheless.

"Mo Sang, I really didn’t expect us to meet on this beautiful beach, oh, is this what your country calls being fated to meet across a thousand miles?"

With those flamboyant words, a middle-aged woman dressed ostentatiously appeared floating out from behind Mr. Gongqi.

Indeed, floating, as this woman truly resembled a ghost!