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

Song Xier clenched her fingers tightly, feeling a sharp pain in her palms: "Before, I was ignorant and wasted so much time with you. But now it's fine. You have your life, and I have mine. From now on, we won't interfere with each other."

"waste?"

Shang Ji's dark eyes were like sparks of cigarette butts in an instant. He stared at her and said in a gloomy voice, "Do you think being with me is a waste of time?"

"Otherwise?" Song Xi'er asked with a smile: "Aren't we all?"

In those years, if Song Xi'er had known Shang Ji's thoughts, she would have decisively withdrawn from him no matter how much she liked him, instead of wasting so much time along with him.

"Song Xi'er!" Shang Ji said every word, almost through gritted teeth. His dark eyes fell on her face, and the cold lines of her facial features were sharp and sharp.

Song Xi'er was a little afraid of him like this, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she looked back at him with her chin raised, not wanting to avoid him.

Shang Ji's hand held Song Xi'er's arm, tightening it inch by inch in the silent silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the strength of his palm suddenly relaxed.

With this action, all his emotions were suppressed.

Song Xier raised her hand and pushed the person, but did not push him away.

She was about to say something, but Shang Ji suddenly spoke: "I will only say what I'm going to say once, so listen carefully."

Song Xi'er frowned: "No need, you -"

Shang Ji's hand suddenly moved up, and his palm completely grasped Song Xi'er's neck, forcing her to look up at him.

"Song Xi'er, I think I must have fallen in love with you. I want to marry you. It's true that I want to marry you. I'll give you time to think about it."

Shang Ji's thumb gently rubbed Song Xi'er's delicate skin, and his voice became gentle: "I know I said some things that made you sad before. I was an asshole at that time. Now you can scold me and hit me as much as you want. Okay, provided you can consider my words carefully."

"Xi'er, I really like you." Shang Ji paused at this point: "I said before that I like your body, but actually I like you because I like you as a person..."

"That's enough!" Song Xi'er interrupted him: "Stop talking."

She lowered her eyes and did not look at him, and the expression on her face did not change because of what he just said.

"I came out to work today and don't have time to listen to you."

After Song Xi'er finished speaking, she opened Shang Ji's hand and bent down to get out from under his arm.

Shang Ji turned around and held her wrist: "Is that Manager Jia your boss?"

"Ah."

"I don't believe you can't see his purpose." Shang Ji looked back at her: "Even for work, there is no need to follow such a person."

"This has nothing to do with you."

After Song Xi'er finished speaking, she took back her hand and walked out. As soon as she came out, she saw Zhuang Lin standing at the door.

The latter saw that her expression changed obviously, but she quickly restored her gentle smile: "Xi'er."

Song Xi'er didn't speak, just glanced at her and left.

At this time, Shang Ji also walked out behind him. Zhuang Lin was very surprised to see him. She looked up in shock at the sign of the women's restroom behind him, then turned to look at Song Xi'er beside her. She was speechless for a long time.

Song Xier didn't seem to notice and walked straight away.

Less than two minutes after she returned to the box, Shang Ji and Zhuang Lin walked in together.

Manager Jia looked at Shang Ji and Zhuang Lin with tacit ambiguity.

Then he looked at Song Xier and asked, "Is Xiao Song okay?"

"It's okay." Song Xi'er shook her head.

I don't know if she was stimulated by Shang Ji's words just now, but Song Xier's head was not dizzy, but she still felt a little uncomfortable in the back of her stomach.

"It's okay." Manager Jia poured another drink for Song Xi'er himself: "One more drink to Mr. Shang."

Before Song Xi'er could speak while looking at the wine handed to her, Shang Ji's cold voice came over: "Is Manager Jia here to discuss cooperation or to drink? If I'm drinking, I don't need an intern to accompany me. .”

After Shang Ji finished speaking, the smile on Manager Jia's face visibly froze, and then he nodded hurriedly: "Mr. Shang is right, I didn't think it through well, then Xiao Song, please stop drinking, haven't you been familiar with the project recently? ? Tell Mr. Shang quickly."

Facing Shang Ji's gaze, Song Xi'er lowered her eyes, took out the plan she had brought, stood up and handed it to Shang Ji.

For the rest of the time, Song Xier was talking and Shang Ji was listening.

Manager Jia wanted to interrupt several times, but was finally stopped by Shang Ji's indifferent look.

They are all good people who have been mixed up in the business world. If this is not obvious, Manager Jia will not have to sit in this position.

I originally thought that today's plan was ruined, but I didn't expect that Shang Ji would be so blatant, with his fiancée standing by and not caring at all.

The meal lasted for more than two hours, during which Song Xier was mostly talking. In the end, she drank several glasses of warm pear water with a thirsty mouth, all taken directly from hand.

After drinking several glasses of wine, Song Xi'er realized belatedly that she had not ordered pear water, and what she had just drank was Shang Ji's...

"I'm sorry." She apologized awkwardly.

"It's okay." Shang Ji said calmly, "I ordered it for you."

Song Xier: "..."

Shang Ji's eyes fell on Song Xi'er's face without concealment, and with these words, even a fool could see that he was interested in Song Xi'er.

"Eat something first, and I will reply to you after reading the rest of the content."

After Shang Ji finished speaking, the waiter brought a steaming bowl of fish fillet porridge and placed it in front of Song Xi'er.

Song Xier's stomach felt uncomfortable and she didn't want to eat.

The cell phone on her body rang just in time, and it was Su Mei calling.

But the bell only rang once and then hung up.

Song Xi'er took a look and guessed that Su Mei touched it by mistake, but she still picked up her phone and sent a message, but there was no reply from Su Mei.

Shang Ji glanced at her movements: "Don't want to eat?"

The fish fillet porridge is very fragrant, not fishy at all, and the presentation looks very appetizing.

But for some reason, Song Xi'er stared at it for a few seconds and felt her stomach suddenly turn over, making her feel nauseous and want to vomit.

She quickly covered her mouth to hold back the sudden nausea, but her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted.

Shang Ji looked at the time and looked up: "I have something to do later, so I'll be here today. If you have any further questions, Manager Jia can contact Yang Ming."

After speaking, without waiting for Manager Jia's reaction, he turned sideways and asked Song Xi'er in a low voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Xi'er shook her head, seeing that it was about to end, she took the bag beside her and stood up to leave.

Mainly because she wanted to stay away from the fish fillet porridge, otherwise she would probably vomit it out.

Manager Jia said with great discernment: "Xiao Song, let's do this. You don't have to go back to the office. You can discuss the details of the contract with the business manager, and then come back and report to me."

Song Xi'er was about to say something when she heard this, but Manager Jia had already called Ma Zimo to leave, leaving Song Xi'er alone.