After being reborn, I married a hot search boss

Fu Qiming didn't say why he didn't agree to terminate the contract, which made Song Yibai have no chance to ask for conditions. Under Song Yibai's repeated quality, Fu Qiming just said perfunctorily, "There must be a spirit of contract." .”

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No matter what Song Yibai said, Fu Qiming would not let go, and Jin Zhuang had no choice but to find an opportunity to mention this matter to Fu Qiming later. Song Yibai returned home and found that Fu Qiming's grandfather was at home.

Song Yibai hurriedly said: "Grandpa Fu Qiming, why are you here? Are you chatting with my grandpa?"

The two grandpas were playing chess. When they saw Song Yibai coming back, they didn't even care about the unfinished chess game in their hands. They hurriedly got up and came to welcome Song Yibai. Fu Qiming's grandpa took out a bag from the table, "Today the main Still looking for you, this is a gift for you."

Song Yibai opened the bag and took a look, and found that it was a pair of bracelets that Grandpa Fu Qiming just took back at an international auction recently. It is said that this bracelet was designed by a well-known Italian designer, and it was his masterpiece. It sold for a sky-high price.

Grandpa Song Yibai smiled and said: "As an old man, I don't know what your girls like. This is my secretary's suggestion to me. If you don't like it, I will change it again. It will be a gift for you."

It was the first time for Song Yibai to hold such a valuable thing, she was taken aback, and was very worried that she would accidentally damage it, so she quickly put the bag back into the grandfather's hand, "Grandpa can't do it, this thing is too expensive .”

This bracelet can buy a good house in the center of the capital, Song Yibai didn't have to think about what Fu Qiming's grandfather meant by giving him this bracelet.

It was because of this that Song Yibai felt a headache. If he really accepted this gift from Grandpa Song Yibai and settled the scandal with Fu Qiming, what would happen to him?

Grandpa Song Yibai also refused to put the bracelet directly on the table beside him, "Good boy, I came all the way here today to give you this bracelet. You can't bear to let me run away. Don't worry, just keep it and follow me." You and Fu Qiming have nothing to do, it's purely because I like the meeting gift you gave you."

Song Yibai shied away for a long time, but Fu Qiming's grandpa insisted on it, so he had to accept it temporarily, and return it to Fu Qiming after the contract was settled.

Grandpa Fu Qiming nodded in satisfaction, exchanged a few words with Grandpa Song Yibai, and then turned and left. Grandpa Song Yibai returned to the house after Grandpa Fu Qiming saw him off, and saw Song Yibai looking at him helplessly.

Song Yibai said helplessly: "You already knew that Fu Qiming was going to give me this bracelet, right? You should help me persuade him."

Grandpa Song Yibai laughed twice, "I'm not trying to figure out how valuable this bracelet is, it's because your wedding with Fu Qiming is coming up, and it's okay to accept some gifts for meeting."

Song Yibai looked at his grandfather in surprise, "What are you talking about? What kind of wedding? I won't marry Fu Qiming!"

"Kids, don't talk nonsense, grandpa will prepare for you when the time comes." Grandpa Song Yibai watched Song Yibai's performance.

When Fu Qiming returned home, he felt a little irritable, but he didn't know how to solve it.

This matter was not difficult for him, but he was silently wondering why he rejected Song Yibai's request.

He even talked about the spirit of contract, which is really ridiculous now that he thinks about it. How could someone use such absurd excuses to beat Huangzi in what age?

I'm afraid that even Fu Qiming himself never thought that this day would come. He was extremely anxious about these things, which is not like him.

In the end, Fu Qiming sighed, and sat down on his bed as if resigned to his fate.

The screen of the mobile phone that he threw aside suddenly lit up at this moment.

With the vibrating sound, Fu Qiming was also attracted by the phone.

Picking up the mobile phone at the side, he found that it was Song Yibai who had sent him a text message.

Looking at the content on the screen, Fu Qiming felt a little curious.

"Why did this woman suddenly send me a message?"

Even Fu Qiming himself didn't notice that after receiving Song Yibai's text message, he seemed to be a different person, and the anxious and bored look just now disappeared completely.

He sat up immediately, then impatiently unlocked the phone with his fingerprint, and clicked on the text message Song Yibai sent to him.

"Let's have a good talk. The time is set for tomorrow. As for the location, it's up to you to decide, and then text me back."

This is the content of the text message Song Yibai sent to Fu Qiming, and Fu Qiming did not expect that she would take the initiative to talk to him about it.

In fact, if it wasn't for Song Yibai, he would really like to have a good talk with her.

Because if this matter is not discussed, many things will cause him many doubts.

For example, I suddenly rejected Song Yibai's words, and said something like the spirit of the contract.

This matter alone was enough to make Fu Qiming puzzled, because he really couldn't figure out why he refused.

Fu Qiming didn't think too much about it anymore, since he had the opportunity to have a good talk with Song Yibai, Fu Qiming agreed in a strange way.

"Okay, if that's the case, let's make an appointment at the Chinese restaurant downstairs in my company tomorrow. See you at 9 o'clock in the morning."

After editing the message and sending it to Song Yibai, Fu Qiming heaved a sigh of relief for no reason, as if a major event had been resolved.

Song Yibai over there also received a reply from Fu Qiming very quickly, and after confirming the time and place, he didn't intend to continue entangled in this matter.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to put down her phone, Song Xiaoying came to her room.

Seeing Song Xiaoying's figure, Song Yibai beckoned, called Song Xiaoying over, and silently asked her why she came here.

Seeing Song Yibai sitting in front of her, Song Xiaoying opened her mouth a little worried.

"Sister, I'm worried about you. You're obviously not in a good mood. I want to see how you are doing."

Seeing that Song Xiaoying is so serious, Song Yibai also knows that she must care about him.

So she smiled at Song Xiaoying with some relief, and then opened her mouth to answer casually.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."

Although Song Xiaoying didn't know anything, she wasn't really stupid, so she could sense that there was indeed something wrong with Song Yibai's emotions.

Although she didn't want to tell herself, the comfort that should be given should not be lacking at all.

So Song Xiaoying just kept silent for a while, and then comforted her: "I understand, sister, if you are under pressure, don't worry, I will always stand behind you!"

Song Yibai nodded in relief again, happy that his sister really thought of him.

But in the next second, Song Xiaoying couldn't help asking her again because she cared about Song Yibai's affairs.

"Sister, why don't you agree to get married? Grandpa and I are looking forward to your happiness. I think that Fu Qiming is not bad. You can really..."

"Okay, Xiao Sakura, don't worry about this matter anymore. Your sister doesn't have any other ideas, but she just thinks it's too early to get married."

Facing Song Yibai's perfunctory, Song Xiaoying didn't know whether she should believe it or not.

However, just when she was about to say something, Song Yibai stopped her in time.

"Okay, Xiaoying, don't think so much. Go and help me take care of Lin Chen's mailbox, otherwise this matter will become more and more complicated."

After hearing this, Song Xiaoying turned serious, knowing that the situation is serious now.

It is indeed necessary to keep an eye on Lin Chen's mailbox carefully to avoid any troubles.

So in the end Song Xiaoying agreed to her sister's idea, then said goodbye to her, and planned to leave here.

After standing up and taking a few steps outside, I realized that my sister's mood might not be that good now, so I quickly turned around and added another sentence.

"Sister, leave it to me to pay attention to the movement of the mailbox. But don't pay too much attention to it, I will always be your most solid backing!"

After finishing speaking, Song Xiaoying made a cheering gesture to Song Yibai again, and then went straight home.

Looking at the closed door after she left, Song Yibai didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

What I should laugh at is that I have such a sister who treats me sincerely. What I should cry is that although she said that she wanted to have a good talk with Fu Qiming, she never found a way to solve this matter.

Because it was getting late, after Song Xiaoying left Song Yibai's room, Song Yibai also fell asleep thinking about tomorrow.

The next day came quickly, and it was dawn very early, Song Yibai also seemed unable to fall asleep, but woke up early.

The two had already made an appointment in the morning, so Song Yibai didn't dare to hesitate, packed up and went straight out, planning to wait for him at the Chinese restaurant first.

What she didn't expect was that when she stepped into the Chinese restaurant and walked towards the designated seat, Fu Qiming was already there waiting for her.

"Why did you come so early?"

Fu Qiming raised his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the person in front of him.

I don't know why, but my mood has become better, but I'm still a little irritable.

"Of course I have to come earlier, otherwise, would it be possible to let you wait for me there?"

Facing Fu Qiming's ridicule, Song Yibai didn't answer, and after sitting down, he didn't think about anything, and directly expressed his thoughts straight to the point.

"Actually, I came this time to tell you that I don't think we can go on like this."

The implicit meaning of this sentence is that she doesn't want to continue this relationship...