Life With You

Although Song Xi promised Pan Houxun that she would find a solution, she hung up the phone and couldn't think of any solution after thinking for a long time.

She didn't even think about George Sheng. Unless it was related to Song Yuanqing, she wouldn't look for him again even if she lost her life.

As for Song Yuanqing, if she asked someone to bring her there, he would find a way to help her no matter what, but how could she be willing to let Old Song worry anymore.

Gu Dongxu, Song Xi basically knew who was around Dongxu. It was within his scope of work to ask him to find some people from the police, but if he was asked to cross the line to find people from the Health Bureau, it would be an obvious mistake. He caused trouble, and she had already caused him a lot of trouble. She was so demanding, but she was forced to go to George Sheng for help.

After thinking about it, Song Xi still stopped looking for him.

Looking around, there are only a few people around who can talk. If we contact those uncles and elders from the past, it is another matter whether the matter can be done. Otherwise, we will be regarded as a burden and be rejected.

Hey... Song Xi sighed sadly.

She was just thinking about it when the cell phone next to her bed suddenly rang, startling her. When she lowered her head and looked down, the screen showed an incoming call from 'Qi Wei'.

Qi Wei?

Song Xi was a little surprised. After turning on the connect button, he took the initiative to say hello, Qi Wei.

A man's pleasant voice came from the phone, Doctor Song, are you off work?

Song Xi thought about his face that looked exactly like Edison Chen, and replied with a smile: I recently changed my night shift, and I haven't started working yet.

Qi Wei was also a little surprised, Really? Have you had dinner?

This proposal was already very obvious. Song Xi remembered that he still owed Qi Wei a meal, so he quickly replied: Not yet. Do you have time now? Can I treat you to a meal?

Qi Wei smiled and said, Okay, you decide the place.

Song Xi said: What do you like to eat?

Qi Wei replied: I can do either.

Song Xi said: Then I won't be polite to you. It's been hot lately. Let's eat something light and go to Songfengxuan.

Okay, I'll go over now. If you get there first, wait for me. I'll take half an hour.

Song Xi said: I may take longer, you take your time.

The two agreed on a location and after hanging up the phone, Song Xi got up and packed up.

Song Yuanqing raised her well and taught her many principles of life. For example, if an unresolved troublesome thing happens at the same time as another thing that requires her to return favors, she must deal with it with the best attitude. The latter, after all, the person she owed a favor to had no obligation to understand her difficulties at the moment, let alone pay for her difficulties.

People must have the ability to handle several things at the same time, and adults must get used to the fickleness of the world, and they must strive to be satisfied while not being able to do everything they want.

Song Xi changed her clothes, put on light makeup out of politeness, and took a taxi to Songfengxuan. The car stopped in front of the hotel. Song Xi paid the money and got out of the car and went in. This is a place where they eat Huaiyang cuisine, in Night City. There are not many restaurants in Huaiyang, but this one is considered the most famous. It has three floors, each floor is very large.

After Song Xi entered the door, she was about to call Qi Wei to ask if he had arrived. As soon as she took out her phone, she suddenly heard someone calling her.

He instinctively looked to the left when he heard the sound. On the left side was a familiar figure standing at the door of a private room near the corridor. It was Chang Jingle.

Chang Jingle stepped towards Song Xi, and Song Xi also took a few steps forward to greet him.

He smiled and said, When did you come?

Song Xi replied: Just arrived.

Chang Jingle said: Come in and eat together, there are no outsiders here.

Song Xi smiled and replied: No, I made an appointment with a friend. He may have arrived. I was about to call him.

Chang Jingle's eyes were looking forward to the appearance, and he joked: Male or female?

Song Xi smiled and said, He's a handsome guy.

Chang Jingle raised his eyes slightly, Really or not? Are you as handsome as me?

Song Xigang was about to answer...

Doctor Song.

A familiar voice came from behind. Song Xi turned around and saw Qi Wei walking towards the stairs on the second floor.

Chang Jingle glanced at Qi Wei and secretly thought that Song Xi really wasn't lying.

Qi Lai came to Song Xi. Song Xi looked at him and said, You're already here. I was just about to call you.

Qi Wei said: The private rooms on the first floor are all full. I booked a private room on the second floor. I thought you would be arriving soon, so I came down to pick you up.

Song Xi looked at Chang Jingle on the side, smiled and said, Then let's go up first.

Chang Jingle said with a smile, Okay, come up quickly.

The two said hello on the first floor. Chang Jingle watched Song Xi and Qi Wei walking side by side to the second floor. When he returned to the private room, before the door could be closed tightly, he immediately said with a gossipy expression: I just said I saw Song Xi going upstairs with a handsome guy.

There were George Sheng, Ruan Boyan, Tong Hao, and Yuan Bao in the private room. Hearing this, the four of them had four different expressions. George Sheng's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard; Ruan Boyan's expression was natural and he didn't take it seriously; Tong Hao's eyes were slightly raised, as if he was interested; when he arrived at Yuan Bao's place, he wanted to have fun in his heart, but on the surface he was still calm and calm.

None of the four people answered his words. Chang Jingle felt bored and muttered, Why aren't you curious at all?

Ruan Boyan raised his eyelids, looked at him and said, Why are you so interested in Song Xi?

Chang Jingle replied without thinking: Friends.

Tong Hao said with a half-smile, Do you still have friendship with women?

Chang Jingle glanced at him and said, Why not? Those who I don't like and those who don't like me are all friends.

Tong Hao asked: Then are you and Song Xi the former or the latter?

Chang Jingle held up his chin, a fox-like smile appeared on his foreign face, opened his lips, and said meaningfully: Let's see if anyone here can steal it from me.

Yuan Bao was horrified when he heard this. Song Xi had already made George Sheng so angry. If Chang Jingle was added... wouldn't it turn the world upside down?

He suddenly remembered Ruan Boyan's cuckolding as a joke during the card game that night. If one of his own people cuckolded one of his own, whose house would he raid?

Just as he was thinking about it, the taciturn living King of Hell on the table finally spoke. His expression was still cold and his tone was the same, I told you not to harass her.

Chang Jingle glanced over indifferently and said calmly: What for? Do you like her?

George Sheng said: Song Yuanqing asked me to take care of her. Naturally, I can't let her fall into the trap of a tiger. If she makes a mistake and someone named Song turns his face, the unfortunate thing is that I am not you.

Chang Jingle laughed slyly, How can you be like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth when you come to me? I have always been sympathetic to women. Unlike you, women will not like you if you are cold-blooded.

George Sheng threw the knife over with a cold look. Chang Jingle's spine trembled when he saw it. After holding it for a few seconds, he couldn't help but frowned and replied: Oh, okay, okay, just say it casually. Rabbit is not here yet. Eating grass from the edge of the nest.

Only then did George Sheng retract his cold gaze.

Ruan Boyan suddenly asked: Who did you say she came with just now?

Hearing this, Chang Jingle was immediately hooked and replied enthusiastically: A handsome guy who looks a lot like Edison Chen. It turns out that Song Xi likes this guy.

Yuan Bao quickly took a peek at George Sheng, but saw that his eyes were slightly lowered and his lips were pursed tightly.

Okay, I'm not happy again.