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

She stood there without moving, looking at him indifferently: "My mother and Uncle Shang are still outside, what do you want to do?"

After the whole meal, Song Xi'er didn't look at him seriously.

Even the few words he said were neither cold nor indifferent, and very strange.

Where is there any trace of the well-behaved and sensible person he once was?

Shang Ji tugged on the tie on his chest, frowned slightly, and his dark eyes fell firmly on Song Xier's face, with an unhappy tone: "You dare to talk to me like this now?"

"Why did I talk?" Song Xi'er sighed inwardly: "If you don't like to hear it, you can open the door and go out."

Shang Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and stood staring at Song Xi'er.

After a few seconds, he said: "Come here."

Before, Song Xier would have jumped into his arms immediately without him having to say anything.

But now that Shang Ji had finished speaking, Song Xier stood still and didn't move.

"Are you here to apologize to me?" she asked, looking at him.

Shang Ji just looked at her and said nothing.

Song Xier had some expectations in her heart, but they all disappeared when she saw this.

"Since it's not the case, please come back." Song Xi'er was disappointed again.

Last time she was in the hospital, she thought that both of them were angry, so she would inevitably speak impulsively.

So if Shang Ji apologizes to her, she can consider forgiving him.

but……

Shang Ji frowned and said expressionlessly: "This is a merchant."

Song Xier was choked: "Then I'll go."

As she said this, she was about to go out. As soon as she reached the door, Shang Ji grabbed her wrist.

"Hiss!" Song Xi'er exclaimed softly.

Shang Ji quickly lowered his head: "What's wrong?"

Song Xier silently pulled her hand back.

Shen Kai's words that day were not exaggerated. Shang Ji's strength at that time really almost broke her bones.

A few days later, Song Xier's wrist was not only not healed, but also covered in bruises, which looked a bit scary.

Shang Ji naturally saw it too, with his eyes downcast and his emotions unclear, and he didn't speak for a while.

Song Xier raised her head and looked at him: "Get out of the way, I want to go out."

"Have you applied any medicine?" Shang Ji asked.

Song Xier looked away: "You don't have to worry about it."

Shang Ji raised his hand again, but with a much lighter force. He held Song Xier's hand and gently stroked the bruise on her wrist with his fingertips.

His movements were a little gentle, which made Song Xier's heart skip a beat.

"It was my fault last time." Shang Ji suddenly said, "I was too impulsive that day and took you there without telling you in advance."

Song Xier looked up at him, a little surprised.

So this is an apology to her?

Shang Ji used a little force to hold Song Xier's hand and pull her forward.

Song Xier looked at him, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Although she was really angry that day, her anger has not gone away in the past few days.

But when she faced Shang Ji, she felt hopeless and a little angry.

Even so, there was no change on her face.

Shang Ji raised his hand and touched Song Xi'er's face gently. His movements were very gentle, and the peeling calluses between his fingertips caused a light scratching sensation on her delicate skin.

"Did he touch you like this last time?" Shang Ji suddenly asked.

Song Xi'er's eyelashes suddenly trembled. She looked into Shang Ji's dark eyes and opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Nothing happened between her and Xiao Jie that night.

but……

She really didn't know if Xiao Jie really touched her when she was unconscious.

If this is really the case... Song Xier couldn't help but feel nauseated and felt uncomfortable all over.

And suddenly I can understand Shang Ji's behavior that day.

It was so hard for her to accept it, let alone Shang Ji.

Thinking of this, my anger seems to have subsided a little...

Shang Ji moved his palm downwards, from Song Xier's face to her ears, then her neck, all the way down, and finally stopped at her waist.

Song Xier was wearing very casual home clothes, and Shang Ji easily slipped in along the hem of the clothes.

His palm was a little cold, and Song Xier shrank slightly, then quickly raised her hand to hold his hand.

"What are you going to do?" she asked a little nervously.

"What about here?" Shang Ji moved his hands, his voice was cold and his eyes were deep: "He touched it too?"

"No." Song Xi'er denied, her cheeks flushed: "Get your hands away quickly."

Not only did Shang Ji not take it away, he lowered his head and pressed his thin lips against Song Xi'er's neck.

Song Xier's neck was very beautiful, especially when she was being kissed by Shang Ji. She unconsciously raised her neck to push him away. Her fair neck was stretched by the movement of raising her head, and every inch of the line was beautiful.

And his kisses were very light, one after another, densely packed, kissing every inch of skin on her neck, as if he wanted to cover it all again with his own marks.

Every piece of skin he touched was itchy and numb. Song Xi'er felt extremely uncomfortable, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat due to nervousness.

She wanted to push the person away, but didn't.

"Shangji..."

Shang Ji's movements were gentle, but there was a chill in his dark eyes.

Every inch of this skin once belonged to him, and only he could see all the beauty.

But now...

As long as he thought that Xiao Jie had seen this beautiful thing that belonged to him before him, Shang Ji couldn't control the violence in his body.

Especially the moment he learned the news, he almost wanted to kill someone.

"Hmm...it hurts." Song Xi'er suddenly exclaimed softly.

Shang Ji came back to his senses instantly and lowered his eyes to meet Song Xier's red eyes. His eyes were instantly gentle: "I'm sorry."

Song Xier panted lightly and looked at him without speaking.

Shang Ji maintained his previous actions, holding Song Xi'er's waist with one hand. After calming down for a while, he spoke: "Tang Yuanbai's side has already taken care of it. Xiao Jie will stay there for at least five years or more."

The Xiao family has such a precious son, especially a banker. After Xiao Jie was taken away by the police, Xiao Dalong almost immediately found all the connections he could find.

But Shang Ji's movements were faster than him.

Song Xier was a little surprised: "Really?"

"Yes." Shang Ji nodded and gently rubbed Song Xi'er's earlobe with his fingers. His movements were very gentle, but his words were chilling to the bone: "I have warned him a long time ago. If he doesn't listen, then he will Find another place and teach him properly."

Seeing the coldness in Shang Ji's eyes, Song Xier suddenly thought of the previous phone call.

No wonder the other party called him suddenly and made such a request.

Sensing that Song Xier's mood was not right, Shang Ji asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Song Xi'er lowered her eyes and asked, "Have you been busy with this matter these past few days?"

"Absolutely." Shang Ji said, paused, and then added: "There are also those photos he took."