Life With You

Song Xi's body recovery ability is still very strong. After one injection, she took medicine last night before going to bed. When she woke up in the morning, she was full of energy. She was in a good mood and cooked a pot of pimple soup for George Sheng before leaving.

There is no need to go to the hospital to work today. Song Xi is thinking about going to see Song Yuanqing at the end of the month. What should she bring to him? While you have time, go to the mall for a walk.

She didn't call Han Chunmeng because Han Chunmeng worked the day shift today.

After entering the mall, Song Xi went to several men's clothing stores with ease and picked out shirts, pants, shoes, and belts for Song Yuanqing.

Song Yuanqing is a person who focuses entirely on work. His life can be described as slovenly. His life assistant can't control him, so he always asks Song Xilai to buy some necessary things for Song Yuanqing.

Although Song Yuanqing is no longer in his position, Song Xi still hopes that he will be decent and respectable. Isn't it just a laborious job? So what if he doesn't do it? At rest.

Carrying six or seven shopping bags, Song Xi was shopping when he suddenly saw a newly opened tea set shop in front of him. Her old Song had no hobbies in his life. Apart from fishing and drinking tea, Song Xi couldn't buy it for him. She brought a fishing rod in. Although she brought him a tea set last time, she still wanted to pick out another set.

Just like a father loves his daughter and wishes to give her all the dolls in the world, and vice versa. Now Song Xi just wants to provide for Song Yuanqing, and he will be happy as he pleases.

Walking to the door of the store, a clerk in a Republican cheongsam standing not far away immediately came forward and said with a smile: Hello, welcome to Mingyue Zhai.

Song Xi smiled, nodded, and walked in.

This store looks like an ordinary size from the outside, but after walking in, I found that it has an area of ​​​​at least three stores. Various quaint shelves, using the pattern of blocking the scenery, create a particularly artistic conception. It can be seen that, The store owner is very tasteful.

Originally, Song Xi just wanted to take a casual look, but after walking a few steps, she realized that she might want to take a serious look.

The clerk was very discerning. Seeing that Song Xi was holding many shopping bags, he smiled and said, We have a place to store items here. Do you want to put the items away?

Song Xi responded: Okay.

I'll get it for you.

Thanks.

There was no need to carry so many bags, Song Xi was able to move with ease, and it turned out that looking at things was more enjoyable.

The clerk followed her a step away. Whenever Song Xi stopped somewhere, the clerk would explain it carefully.

Standing in front of a two-meter-high mural stone, Song Xi raised his head and looked at it from top to bottom, and asked: Is the painting on it Horse Racing by Mr. Zhao?

The clerk smiled knowingly and knew that Song Xi was an expert. He nodded and said, Yes, this is a three-to-one engraving of Mr. Zao Wou-Ki's masterpiece.

Song Xi said: The author is so amazing. Most people can't draw paintings of such a large size.

The clerk laughed and said, Our boss painted it himself.

Song Xi was a little surprised, but soon felt relieved. It turned out that the boss was an expert, no wonder the place was so stylish.

The two of them were standing on one side of the mural stone and could not see the direction of the door at all. Song Xi had a rare moment of leisure and was planning to take a good edification. Clinker didn't stand for long when he heard a familiar voice coming from the other side of the mural stone. , “How much does this teapot cost?”

The clerk politely replied: The price of this model is 88,000 yuan.

It's too expensive. Another familiar female voice came.

The clerk said: This purple clay teapot is from Zhou Guizhen's 'Drinking to Prolong Life' series. It can be used as a collection and has room for appreciation in the future.

The woman who asked about the price earlier said: You are giving a gift to Qi Cheng's father. It's too cheap to get. Don't be short of money. Mom has it here... help us wrap it up, that's it.

Song Xi was separated from him by a hand-thick stone slab, and she heard clearly what the other person said. Her expression turned cold at some point, perhaps when she heard the first familiar voice.

Stepping around the stone slab, Song Xi faintly raised his eyes and looked forward. Not far away, three women were standing looking at the pot. One of them was a clerk, and the other two were about the same age as Song Xi. It was Song Xi. Yuan, and the other middle-aged woman is Song Yuan's biological mother, Dong Lijun.

The clerk was wearing white gloves and was about to take the purple clay pot to pack when Song Xi said coldly: Wait a minute.

As soon as these words came out, the three people in front heard the sound. Song Yuan saw Song Xi, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes. Dong Lijun was even more surprised. After all, her relationship with Song Xi was rarely seen twice a year, and even more What's more, since Song Yuanqing's accident happened and she changed her residence, they have never seen each other again.

Song Xi never wanted to see their mother and daughter, and Dong Lijun was a little afraid of her. There was not only surprise in her eyes, but also a hint of guilt and timidity.

Song Yuan was the first to come to her senses, looked at Song Xi and said, It's you.

Song Xi walked over expressionlessly, with a cold look on his face, stood in front of them, looked at the astonished clerk opposite, opened his pink lips, and said lightly: I want this pot, help me pack it.

The clerk instinctively looked at the faces of Dong Lijun and Song Yuan, and his eyes were full of embarrassment.

Song Yuan frowned slightly and said, We want this pot.

Song Xi raised his eyelids and looked at her coldly and said, You want it? What do you want for it? Don't tell me that your mother is rich. Where did your mother get her money? Do you still need me to tell you directly?

Song Yuan's expression immediately changed, and her voice couldn't help but raise a few points, Song Xi, there's nothing wrong with you, right? We provoked you, are you a mad dog?

Song Xi has tolerated the two of them for a long time. Ever since Song Yuanqing's accident, they have disappeared from the world. Song Yuan has seen them before, but they only helped outsiders to bully her.

Now the mother-in-law is living happily with the money her father gave her. If Song Xi can swallow this breath, her surname will not be Song!

He didn't talk back immediately or take action. Song Xi just looked at Song Yuan intently, his eyes cold and sharp. This aura was enough to make Song Yuan's face turn pale and red.

Dong Lijun's eyes flickered back and forth, and he stretched out his hand to pull Song Yuan's arm, trying his best to squeeze out a smile, Yuanyuan, don't quarrel with your sister, if she wants it, give it to her...

Song Xi laughed angrily, snorted, looked at Dong Lijun and said, Have you not received the divorce agreement from my dad yet? You two have taken advantage of our family for so many years, even taking away our last name. Now that my dad isn’t here, can you please stop playing family fun with me?”

Song Yuan took a breath and was about to retaliate. Dong Lijun pulled her, stood in front of Song Yuan, looked at Song Xi, and replied with a smile: Xiao Xi, you also know your father's current situation. I was afraid that you would be too sad before, so I haven’t contacted you yet, but as long as you are willing, we will still be a family.”

Song Xi's beautiful face was filled with a sarcastic smile, If you don't report Ye Ying, you will lose your good acting skills. How about you take my dad's money and live happily without being bothered by anyone at all? Is this the goal you have been working hard for all these years?”

Song Yuan couldn't stand listening, so she took Dong Lijun's hand and said, Mom, let's go, she is sick!

Dong Lijun stood there without moving. Although he looked at Song Xi with a smile, his eyes revealed naked provocation and pride, as if telling her, yes, I got everything I wanted.