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

Su Mei obviously didn't want Shang Zhenglin to know too much about the past.

In other words, no matter whether it was Shang Zhenglin or Song Xi'er, Su Mei almost kept silent about the past events, and her attitude was even a bit contradictory.

Song Xi'er didn't know what Su Mei went through at the Rose Bar, but since she didn't want people to know, as her daughter, she must be on her side.

"Mom is worried about Xiao Jie and me." Song Xi'er said, "Something happened today related to Xiao Jie. My mother doesn't like him and doesn't want me to marry him."

Song Xi'er didn't lie about this either. She could tell that Su Mei was very dissatisfied with Xiao Jie.

"Then what do you think?" Shang Zhenglin asked with concern: "Xi'er, to be honest, Uncle Shang is not optimistic about Xiao Jie. If you have any difficulties, you can tell Uncle Shang."

Song Xi'er was very moved: "Uncle Shang, the relationship between Xiao Jie and I has not yet reached the stage of marriage. We are just getting along. As for what will happen next, I don't know."

She would definitely not marry Xiao Jie, but she couldn't say this, so she could only postpone it for now.

"When you grow up, you can make your own decisions on these matters. As long as you protect yourself, your mother and I will support you."

"Thank you, Uncle Shang."

Shang Zhenglin sighed: "Every time I hear you being so polite to me, I feel very sad."

Song Xier smiled and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Shang Zhenglin was indeed very kind to her, but no matter how nice he was, she knew her identity and status very well and always remembered not to push her too far.

"By the way, your aunt is going to pick out things for Shang Ji's wedding, so she called your mother to accompany her." Shang Zhenglin said, "It's just tomorrow. If you have time, you can go and have a look at our company. There’s something going on, I’ll pick you up after it’s over.”

Zheng Rou?

In the past, although this person was not deliberately making things difficult, he basically had little contact with them.

Song Xi'er could tell that Zheng Rou didn't like her and Su Mei.

This time he actually took the initiative to ask Su Mei to go shopping with him?

Song Xier was a little worried when she thought about the last time Zheng Rou took the initiative to find her and caused her third wife to have a miscarriage.

"I have something to do tomorrow. I'll go find my aunt and my mother after it's over." Song Xi'er said.

"Okay." Shang Zhenglin nodded and looked at Song Xier's bruised knees before leaving.

late at night.

Maybe she was tired from the hard work during the day, and Song Xier fell into a deep sleep.

The sound of Su Mei opening the door and coming in was very soft, so she didn't wake anyone up.

The room was very dark. Su Mei quietly walked to the bedside and turned on the night light on the bedside, then sat on the bedside.

Song Xi'er happened to turn over and face Su Mei.

Su Mei smiled softly and raised her hand to cover Song Xi'er with the quilt. Seeing the injury on her palm, her eyes were full of heartache.

"Xi'er, I'm sorry. Mom is useless and can't protect you." Su Mei's voice was very soft, as if she was talking to herself: "If your father was here..."

Su Mei stopped talking midway through her words. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes moist.

Su Mei sat by the bed for a long time. Just when she was about to get up and leave, Song Xier didn't know what she was dreaming about, so she whispered: "Shang Ji..."

The sound was very soft, but it was very clear in the quiet room.

Su Mei came back to her senses, a trace of surprise flashed across her face.

Is Xi'er dreaming about Shangji?

Just as she was thinking about it, Song Xier moved her fingers and said again: "Shang Ji, don't leave."

This time, the voice clearly contained a hint of grievance.

Shang Ji?

Su Mei looked at her daughter's frown and her face changed suddenly.

The next day.

When Song Xi'er got up, neither Shang Zhenglin nor Su Mei was at home. The former went to the company, while the latter had been picked up by someone sent by Zheng Rou.

"The Second Madam asked Miss Xi'er to have breakfast before going out." The servant sent a message: "She also told Miss Xi'er to call her after she is done with her work."

"Yes." Song Xier simply finished breakfast and followed Xiao Jie out.

Seeing Xiao Jie driving the car out, Song Xier asked, "Has your friend passed by?"

"Don't worry, we're on the way." Xiao Jie said.

As soon as she finished speaking, a black Bentley drove up on the south road with the window half-opened. Song Xier saw Shang Ji sitting in the back seat at a glance.

Xiao Jie also saw it and immediately lowered the window to say hello: "Cousin, good morning."

Shang Ji was on the phone when he heard the voice and glanced over here, looking past Xiao Jie and directly on Song Xi'er.

However, he calmly took it back with just one glance, and then closed half of the car window.

Watching the black Bentley drive in front of them and speed away, Xiao Jie turned to look at Song Xi'er and asked, "To be honest, I'm curious about how you fell in love with Shang Ji?"

Song Xier's eyes fell on the rear of the car leaving, and after a while she said, "I'm also curious, why do you fall in love with me?"

"You're good-looking." Xiao Jie said without thinking.

"She's much prettier than me." Song Xi'er said, "Do you plan to marry each of them?"

"You are different from them." Xiao Jie said.

"What's the difference?" Song Xi'er tilted her head: "Because of my relationship with Shang Ji?"

"Smart." Xiao Jie snapped his fingers: "I just want to see what Shang Ji's expression will be when we get married."

what expression?

Song Xier laughed, turned to look out the window, and said in a low voice, "He won't have any expression."

She is not his, and who she marries has nothing to do with him.

What's more, even if that day comes, it will be his and Zhuang Lin's engagement party. If he really has any expression, he must be happy.

"Then we'll wait and see." Xiao Jie was enigmatic.

"With all due respect." Song Xi'er asked: "Although you are Zhuang Lin's cousin, your Xiao family is completely incomparable to the merchants. Where do you get the confidence to go against him all the time?"

Song Xi'er has followed Shang Ji for so many years, but she is very aware of Shang Ji's methods and abilities.

The reason why Xiao Jie can still sit there well now is simply because Shang Ji doesn't care about her, and naturally he doesn't bother to pay attention to Xiao Jie.

But if one day he really offends someone, Song Xier believes that if Shang Ji really takes action against Xiao Jie, both the result and the process will be miserable.

"What are you afraid of? At most one life." Xiao Jie said nonchalantly: "Can he still kill me?"

At this point, Xiao Jie raised his lips and smiled, his face full of evil: "As long as he can't kill me, I will have a way to pay him back."

"Besides, he is not the only merchant named Shang."

Song Xier frowned: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Jie didn't say much, "You'll know later."

The place arranged by Xiao Jie was at a racecourse. When the two arrived, Yu Wenze had already arrived, and Yu Meng was also following him.

"Senior!" Song Xier's expression changed slightly, and she turned to look at Xiao Jie: "Why didn't you tell me that senior is here?"

"I don't know either." Xiao Jie spread his hands: "Isn't it normal for young couples to go out together?"

Song Xier took a deep breath to suppress her emotions and walked towards Yu Meng.

The racecourse is membership-level and is very popular with the second-generation people in the circle. In addition to some people who come to relax and have fun, there are also many bosses who discuss business here.

When Shang Ji arrived, Tang Yuanbai and Nan Zijin had already changed their clothes. Seeing him, Nan Zijin smiled and teased: "Why didn't Zhuang Lin come with you?"

Shang Ji glanced at him lightly, and spoke slowly while unbuttoning his clothes: "I just saw Qin Siyu."

Nan Zijin almost jumped up: "What did you say?"