After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

Shang Ji's hand fell on her waist. I don't know if it was because he had just taken a shower, but the temperature of his palm was unusually hot.

The warmth fell easily on her delicate skin along the hem of her clothes, and then she pressed lightly with her fingertips.

"pain……"

Song Xi'er wanted to avoid it, but Shang Ji's hand was clasped around her waist. The force was not too heavy, but she couldn't avoid it.

The touch from her waist was like fire burning all the way down her skin. Song Xier tensed up and raised her hands to push Shang Ji's chest.

As a result, it happened to be pressed under his open collar, and the touch made Song Xier quickly withdraw it as if she had been electrocuted.

"Cousin..."

Shang Ji paused and lowered his eyes on her panicked face.

"What, you haven't touched it before?" The emotion on his face was hard to see, and his sharp features showed a light halo under the light: "Are you shy?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised a hand, took Song Xier's hand and pressed it to his chest.

Song Xi'er's face changed slightly and she wanted to pull her hand back, but Shang Ji not only didn't let go, but instead grabbed her hand and stretched it all the way inside the clothes.

Because he had just taken a shower, there were still water drops on Shang Ji's body that had not been wiped off, which made the touch of his hand even more close, and there was a hint of eroticism in it.

……

"Let go!" Song Xi'er's face turned red and she twitched her hand hard, but she still couldn't pull it back.

"Didn't you like to touch this place the most before?" Shang Ji lowered his head, his lips fell on Song Xi'er's ear, and his deep voice was clear and full of temptation: "Touch again and see if there is any change."

"You..." Song Xi'er's face turned red to the point of bleeding: "You are shameless!"

"Shameless?" Shang Ji chuckled: "I thought my cousin was still here and she was mentally prepared."

"Now it seems I misunderstood?"

"I..." Song Xi'er wanted to deny it, but when she raised her head and met Shang Ji's gaze, she paused and tried to negotiate: "Except for this... I can agree to everything else."

"Except which one?" Shang Ji asked leisurely.

"Except..." Song Xier bit her lip. Even though she was holding back her embarrassment and sadness, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Their eyes met and the air was quiet for a few seconds.

Finally, Song Xier looked directly at Shang Ji and said, "I won't go to bed with you."

Shang Ji narrowed his eyes.

"You are my cousin and I am your sister. Although there is no blood relationship between us, we are brothers and sisters in the legal sense."

"Brother and sister?" Shang Ji's voice was lukewarm: "That depends on whether I recognize them or not."

"If I don't admit it, you, Song Xi'er, are nothing."

"Yes, in your eyes, I am nothing." Although Song Xier knew this a little late, it was not too late at least.

"But even if we didn't have this relationship, I wouldn't go to bed with you."

She always looked up at him and said word by word: "The relationship between us has ended long ago. Since it is over, some things should not happen."

"No matter what the reason is, even if I want to help Uncle Shang, I will not make this deal with you."

Song Xier really wanted to help Shang Zhenglin keep the gallery, but she was unwilling to let her get involved with Shang Ji again because of this, or even become a relationship that she would be ashamed of.

Shang Ji looked at Song Xi'er with a fixed look, his dark eyes were dull and dark without even a trace of light.

He didn't let go of Song Xi'er's hand, but his strength was gone.

Song Xi'er took the opportunity to quickly pull back and shook it hard. Her palms were sticky, and she didn't know if it was the water on his body or her own sweat.

"Let's eat." Shang Ji said this and turned towards the restaurant.

Song Xi'er stood still, seemingly calm, but she was the only one who knew that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Shang Ji opened all the packing boxes, and after taking a few bites, he suddenly put down his chopsticks with a "pop" sound and stood up: "Yang Ming bought too much, you take care of the rest."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave. Seeing this, Song Xier hurriedly said, "You... only eat this much?"

Shang Ji just glanced at her lightly and said nothing, nor did he stop.

What Yang Ming said before leaving suddenly flashed through Song Xi'er's mind, and her body reacted before her brain.

When she came to her senses, she was already standing in front of Shang Ji.

Shang Ji looked at her condescendingly, frowning, with a hint of impatience on his face.

"Assistant Yang ordered all the food you like. I can't finish it all. How about... you eat more?"

After Song Xi'er finished speaking, she spoke again without waiting for the other party to speak: "If you don't eat dinner, you will easily have stomach problems. You are so busy at work every day. If you don't eat enough, it will be bad for your health."

After saying that, Song Xi'er paused, then raised the corners of her lips towards Shang Ji, revealing a smile that she thought was natural.

That should be enough to coax people, right?

No matter what, she's already here, so she can't just leave without doing anything. If she listens to Assistant Yang's words to coax her, maybe there's still some hope?

Song Xi'er comforted herself in her heart and raised her eyebrows.

"How about you stop eating-"

"There's no need to be so hypocritical on my part." Shang Ji interrupted her coldly: "It's very fake."

Song Xier: "..."

"Since you want to help your second uncle, you should behave well these days. If I'm happy, I might just let it go."

As the last word fell, Shang Ji's back disappeared behind the door.

Song Xi'er stood there blankly, taking several seconds to realize what Shang Ji's words meant.

Do you mean to let her live here for the next few days?

And since Shang Ji can say such words, it should mean that he is very hopeful.

But living here...

Song Xier is definitely not willing.

But right now she has no other choice.

The aroma of the food was so tempting. Song Xier touched her belly and decided to finish the food obediently first.

As long as she is not allowed to do that kind of thing, Song Xier feels that she should be able to do anything else.

There was indeed a lot of food that Yang Ming bought, and Song Xi'er finally ate so much that she couldn't hold it back. She took a break and didn't finish it. In the end, she had no choice but to pack it away quietly and put it in the refrigerator.

It should be okay to eat it tomorrow.

Shang Ji went back to his room and didn't come out again, and Song Xi'er didn't take the initiative to get in trouble.

There was only a sofa in the living room that could sleep on. Although Song Xi'er knew that there was a guest room here, Shang Ji didn't mention it, so naturally she couldn't sleep in the guest room.

She was asking for help now, and she knew clearly that Shang Ji didn't like to see her.

Although he didn't know what she was doing that made him happy, but if he took one step at a time, maybe things would turn around when he woke up tomorrow morning.

Thinking about it, Song Xier's eyes fell on the sofa beside her.

……

early morning.

The door of the study room was opened, and the light inside shone through the crack of the door. It was pitch black outside, and there was no sound.

Shang Ji paused for a moment, then turned and walked to the guest room on the side.

But when he opened the door and turned on the light, he didn't see the person he expected.

He tightened his grip on the door handle, looked stern, closed the door after a few seconds and walked to the living room.

There was no air conditioning, and even though the doors and windows were closed, there was a chill in the room.

Shang Ji's footsteps stopped not far from the sofa. He looked over and saw that the sofa was still empty and no one was there.