可他不是也过分了么，怎么就不先自我检讨？                                                                                苏韵抬头跟他对视：“你都让我不高兴了，我凭什么还要跟你道歉？蒋慕承，你这是双标！”                                                                                蒋慕承还是执着：“其他的你先别管，我们就事论事，这事你错了，就该跟我道歉。”                                                                                苏韵反问：“如果我就是不道歉呢？”                                                                                蒋慕承还是阴沉着脸，语气也一如的冷淡：“必须道歉。”                                                                                苏韵梗着脖子，再次强调：“你不是也做错了吗？”                                                                                “我没说我是对的。”                                                                                苏韵低头，沉默片刻，再看他：“对不起。”说完后，她掉头就走。                                                                                蒋慕承上前几步，用力把她扯回来抱在怀里。                                                                                苏韵像发了疯的小兽，野蛮狂躁，拳头像雨点密布，落在他的胸膛肩膀。                                                                                他的脚上也没能幸免，被苏韵踩了好多下。                                                                                蒋慕承忍着疼，只是抱着她，任由她发狂。                                                                                苏韵边打还边骂：“蒋慕承，你特么的混账透顶！自己跟旧情人烛光晚餐，还要让我给你道歉，凭什么呀！”                                                                                “你还是男人么你！就知道欺负我！夏乔要真这么好，你就收了她呀，你整天搞暧昧算怎么回事！我当我傻子吗！！”