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

"Actually, I also believe that nothing has been done, otherwise the time would be too short." After Qin Siyu took a bite of the strawberry, he looked up at Shang Ji and asked, "Really, Brother Shang?"

Qin Siyu obviously shouted this deliberately, her voice was very thin, and coupled with her face, she immediately successfully diverted Zhuang Lin's attention from Song Xi'er to herself.

Shang Ji frowned, but didn't say anything. He just looked at the time and said to Qin Siyu, "It's very late. Please help her arrange a room to stay here for one night."

"Okay." Qin Siyu readily agreed: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

After Shang Ji finished speaking, he glanced at Song Xi'er. There happened to be a cell phone ringing in the room, so he turned around and entered the room.

Zhuang Lin didn't want Song Xi'er to live here. Tomorrow was her engagement party with Shang Ji. She must not let Song Xi'er affect her engagement party with Shang Ji.

"Xi'er, I misunderstood just now. I'm sorry, but I didn't speak well." Zhuang Lin looked at Song Xi'er: "Isn't Auntie in poor health? If you are worried, I will arrange for a driver to take you back."

"No, thank you." Song Xier had no intention of staying.

"You really don't need to trouble Miss Zhuang." Qin Siyu glanced at the door of the room: "I'll make the arrangements. Come in quickly and we won't disturb your time together."

Zhuang Lin wanted to say something more, but Qin Siyu had already pulled Song Xier away.

Zhuang Lin was really worried about letting Song Xi'er stay here, and subconsciously wanted to catch up with her, but she turned her head and glanced at the room aside, thought about it, and finally entered the room.

Shang Ji was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the room on the phone. It seemed that the person on the other end of the conversation was Zheng Rou. Zhuang Lin waited for Shang Ji to hang up before walking forward, and then shouted aggrievedly: "Shang Ji."

Shang Ji put away his phone and turned to look at Zhuang Lin, his eyes deep and silent.

"I'm sorry." Zhuang Lin lowered her head and apologized: "My mind just got hot and I spoke a little impulsively. I didn't mean it."

Shang Ji still said nothing and walked over with his mobile phone.

Zhuang Lin boldly stepped forward and took Shang Ji's arm: "Shang Ji, we are getting engaged tomorrow. I will be your fiancée soon. You are so good, I am afraid that you will be snatched away."

After Zhuang Lin finished speaking, she suddenly stood up on her tiptoes and wanted to kiss Shang Ji, but the latter turned her head to avoid him.

Zhuang Lin's eyes dimmed and tears flashed in her eyes: "Shang Ji, do you not want to marry me?"

Shang Ji raised his hand and pulled Zhuang Lin's hand away, and said quietly: "I have to get up early tomorrow, go back and rest early."

Zhuang Lin clenched her hands tightly at her sides. After a few seconds, she nodded with a smile: "Okay, you should go to bed early. We'll see you tomorrow."

……

Qin Siyu took Song Xi'er to change clothes first. After changing, she was about to call someone to arrange a room for Song Xi'er.

"No, I don't live here." Song Xi'er declined politely: "What Zhuang Lin just said is right. My mother has just been discharged from the hospital. I am worried. Thank you, Miss Qin, for speaking for me just now."

If Qin Siyu hadn't appeared just now, Song Xier felt that Zhuang Lin would definitely not let her go for a while.

"I didn't say anything." Qin Siyu yawned: "It's so late, do you really want to go back?"

"Ah."

"Okay then." Qin Siyu nodded: "It's not easy to take a taxi here. I'll ask the driver to take you there."

"No need, there is a shuttle bus at this time, direct, very convenient."

"What's convenient? It's convenient for the driver." After making the call, Qin Siyu looked at Song Xi'er and suddenly asked gossipingly: "Did you really not do anything in the room with Shang Ji just now?"

"..." Song Xi'er was helpless: "I really didn't do anything."

"That's such a pity." Qin Siyu said, "You said that if you seize this opportunity to have a roll on the bed with Shang Ji, I guarantee that nothing will happen to Zhuang Lin."

Song Xi'er didn't even think about it: "He and Zhuang Lin are getting engaged tomorrow, and I don't want to be someone else's third party."

"What third party? If we really want to talk about the third party, Zhuang Lin is the third party between you and Shang Ji." Qin Siyu said: "And it's not tomorrow yet. I think tomorrow's engagement can Whether it will happen or not is still unknown.”

Song Xier paused and suddenly thought of Zhuang Lin's sister.

If Zhuang Lin's sister really comes back tomorrow, then Shang Ji's goal has been achieved, and the engagement might actually be cancelled.

If this is the case, Zhuang Lin is quite pitiful.

"Although it is normal for families like ours to get married, if you ask me to marry someone I don't like, then I will definitely not agree to it. What's more, with my status as a businessman, even if we get married, it shouldn't be up to Shang Ji?"

Yes, with Shang Ji's identity, many girls with good family backgrounds like her. How on earth was she so stupid that she thought she could go to the end with Shang Ji?

Just thinking about it now makes Song Xi'er wish she could go back and slap herself in the face. If she wakes up earlier, she won't let herself fall into such a deep state.

Seeing that Song Xi'er was really going to leave, Qin Siyu spoke again: "You really don't want to stay? I can guarantee you that tomorrow's engagement will definitely not happen. If you stay, maybe -"

"No need." Song Xi'er said with a smile: "Whether the engagement can be successful or not is their business and has nothing to do with me."

After Song Xi'er finished speaking, she was about to leave. When she thought of something, she looked back at Qin Siyu and said from the bottom of her heart: "Miss Qin, it's nice to meet you."

After following her mother into the business for so many years, Qin Siyu can be said to be the only person who is willing to be friends with her and help her not because of Shang Ji's identity and the status of the business.

Qin Siyu was shaken by the smile on Song Xier's face. When she wanted to speak, Song Xier had already walked away.

"What a pity." Qin Siyu murmured in a low voice: "Shang Ji really has no vision."

After speaking, he turned around and saw Nan Zijin and Tang Yuanbai coming out of a room. Qin Siyu was immediately startled and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Nan Zijin!"

When Zhuang Lin returned home, Zhuang's mother was still asleep. When she saw her daughter, Zhuang's mother hurriedly asked, "How was it?"

After Zhuang Lin told her mother what had happened, she said worriedly: "Mom, you said nothing will happen to tomorrow's engagement, right? Then Song Xi'er must not give up. Her mother has been kicked out of the business now. She just happened to No more worries.”

Zhuang's mother also looked very ugly: "Did she really threaten you?"

"Yes." Zhuang Lin nodded with tears in her eyes: "If she has nothing to do with Shang Ji, how could she have the courage? They must have slept together."

After Zhuang Lin finished speaking, she couldn't help but threw herself into her mother's arms and cried.

"Okay, don't cry." Mother Zhuang's face showed a trace of cruelty: "She is just a little girl, and those words can scare you. Since she cares so much about her mother, then we will find it for her tomorrow. Something to do.”

Zhuang Lin hurriedly sat up: "Mom, what are you going to do?"

"Tomorrow's engagement with Shang Ji must not have any accidents caused by anyone, especially Song Xi'er."

Zhuang's mother said with a sneer: "Don't worry about this matter, just leave it to mom."

Zhuang Lin thought of Song Xier's eyes when she spoke before, and was a little worried: "Mom, don't..."

"Okay, go to bed quickly. On such an important day tomorrow, don't show up with two dark circles under your eyes."

After Zhuang's mother urged her daughter upstairs, she thought for a while, took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Hello, is this Brother Kuan?"