Life With You

Originally, Song Xi didn't want to interfere with the friend dinner between George Sheng and Huo Jiamin, so she wanted to leave. Huo Jiamin was walking faster than her now. Song Xi hesitated for a moment and was about to speak...

sit down.

George Sheng, who didn't even raise his head, suddenly opened his mouth. Song Xi glanced at him instinctively, and George Sheng also raised his head to look at her. Their eyes met, and he asked with no trace of happiness or anger on his face: You are also in a hurry. Are you waiting for the aftermath?

Song Xi's heart couldn't help but feel a little thump, because George Sheng always had a strong aura and spoke without changing his expression, which made people nervous. She took a seat after a short pause and replied: I don't have anything to do, I'm afraid of disturbing your meal.

A hint of joking quickly flashed across George Sheng's beautiful black pupils, and he opened his lips and said, I don't protect food.

Song Xi wasn't sure whether George Sheng's words were joking with her or meant to be sarcastic, so she simply didn't answer.

George Sheng put down his chopsticks, lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, Thank you.

Song Xizheng was cursing in his mind, was keeping her here going to mental torture? In this dazzling moment, it had been two seconds since George Sheng finished speaking. Song Xi realized it later and unexpectedly glanced sideways at him.

George Sheng was as indifferent as ever, and Song Xi suspected that she had misheard just now. After a few seconds of silence, she said, You're welcome. Huo Jiamin was your friend before, but starting from tonight, we are friends too.

George Sheng didn't move his head, he only raised his eyelids, looked at Song Xi and said, I'm talking about the princess you rescued in the private room.

Song Xi's beautiful eyes paused slightly, Oh, you're talking about her, so there's no need to thank you, I should do it.

George Sheng continued to take a puff of his cigarette, and with the white mist curling around his lips, he said nonchalantly: I don't care if it's your duty or not, but I will remember your affection.

To be honest, his tone didn't sound grateful. After all, no one would say thank you with a cold face, but Song Xi still felt numb in her heart for no reason, as if...he put his hand on the top of her head before.

Song Xi looked away without a trace, habitually covering up her embarrassment with a smile, and replied with a faint smile: I didn't expect you to say thank you to me.

George Sheng's tall and slender body leaned on the back of the chair, not lazy, but a little loose and unruly. He smoked with his eyes slightly lowered. He did not look at her, but said to himself: In your heart, I don't distinguish between black and white. I don't understand grudges or grudges. People? I will see who is good and who is bad, and I will not take advantage of you.

At this point, Song Xi didn't know what was wrong, so he curled his lips and said, Yes, of course you won't take advantage of me, and you are afraid that I will take advantage of you.

She was thinking that when she went to Lianzhou a while ago, George Sheng teased her, saying that she was afraid of being taken advantage of.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Song Xi felt a little regretful. How could she tease George Sheng just because he said thank you to her?

If he turned against the other person, she couldn't blame him, she could only blame herself for being impulsive.

Sure enough, George Sheng didn't answer, one second, two seconds, three seconds... Song Xi wished he couldn't be invisible, it was really his own fault.

Just as she was racking her brains to escape from him, George Sheng unexpectedly took the initiative and asked, How was your conversation with her?

George Sheng's words always had no beginning and no end, all because of Song Xi's tacit understanding. She hesitated for a moment and replied: Jiamin still decided not to have children.

After saying that, without waiting for George Sheng's answer, she added: I respect her choice. Since she has decided to separate, there is no need to break the relationship and leave a way out for herself.

George Sheng glanced at her with his obsidian pupils, and asked in his usual low and cold voice: In your eyes, children are just a way out?

Song Xi looked directly at George Sheng and replied calmly: From a professional perspective, a five-and-a-half-week-old child is not even a living entity. It is just an embryo at best.

George Sheng looked at her without blinking. Song Xi was not afraid. After all, she didn't lie.

After about five seconds, George Sheng asked, Did you ask her to abort it?

Song Xike did not take the blame, and replied in a slightly unhappy tone: How is it possible? No matter whether I am a doctor or a friend, it is impossible for me to give her this kind of advice, but if this is her carefully considered choice, I will still In short, I respect and support her.

After saying that, Song Xi couldn't help but take the initiative and said: Although I haven't known her as long as you, you are not a woman. You don't know how much courage it takes for a woman to make such a decision. I think she is a friend, so don't let friends If she's in a dilemma, just support her. If you have to calculate the cost, we'll have to shoulder the burden together if something happens in the future.

Song Xi thought so sincerely, so she said it without any inhibitions. This was the first time she discussed things other than Song Yuanqing with George Sheng. When she talked about carrying it together, she exuded the feeling of Ye Cheng The big girl has a particularly obvious aura, she is cheerful, loyal, and not mother-in-law.

George Sheng saw the arrogance in her eyes that she was not afraid of trouble, and he already felt that she was right, but he said unforgivingly: You are also the person who has a lot of bad things behind you. You should be more responsible than anyone else. Clearly, many times, many things are destined to be handled by oneself.”

He simply disliked her out of habit and wanted to say something to her, but when Song Xi heard these words, it really hurt her heart.

Yes, she hasn't solved all the problems herself, and now she has to rely on the vicious-mouthed and cold-hearted man in front of her to rely on others. Why does she think she is still able to share the burden for others? George Sheng must be extremely sarcastic in his heart.

Because she didn't expect George Sheng to suddenly be sarcastic, Song Xi didn't expect it, and her face suddenly showed shame and anger, and her originally fair cheeks instantly turned red.

George Sheng clearly saw that the sight she had just had no time to avoid was filled with shock and helplessness. Then she lowered her gaze and was replaced by a red face.

There was a moment of regret, and he felt that he had passed it. In fact, there was no need to provoke her, but he just couldn't help it.

Song Xi lowered his gaze, so he didn't see the flash of embarrassment in George Sheng's eyes.

After taking the last puff of his cigarette, George Sheng said in his usual tone: It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married. No one can stop her. She can do whatever she wants.

If you are someone who understands George Sheng, you can quickly see that the 'Living King of Hell' has actually relented and is looking for a way out for himself, but Song Xi is not among those who understand him, so she I didn't realize how much this sentence relaxed the atmosphere.

She thought about just picking up her feet and leaving, or she thought about raising her head calmly and saying to George Sheng: Is there anything else? It's okay, I'm leaving.

But she knew very well that no matter which way she left, she was openly refuting George Sheng's face.

And ask yourself, does she have the capital now?

Obviously, no.

Since she has no capital, she should just wait and see. Song Xi admires herself. Song Yuanqing has only been out of power for a few months, but she can accept the reality so calmly and compromise with it.

It turns out that grievances can be swallowed by just holding them in for a while.