Life With You

Song Xi looked at George Sheng's back as he turned away, curled his lips, and turned around to return the way he came.

On the way up the escalator, Song Xi's cell phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was none other than George Sheng.

After opening the call, Song Xi wondered, Hello?

George Sheng said: You can go to the bank directly after taking your things. The cardholder cannot be your father, otherwise the bank would have frozen the account. It is probably your name.

Song Xi was stunned, yes, how could she forget this.

After a few seconds, Song Xi responded: Okay, I'll go there later.

George Sheng didn't even say hello and hung up directly.

Song Xi's mouth twitched, she was really afraid of wasting the phone bill, she didn't even have time to say thank you.

Half an hour later, Song Xi walked out of the shopping mall with shopping bags. When he was standing on the side of the road to stop a car, his cell phone rang again. This time it was an unfamiliar number.

When the call was connected, Song Xi said ‘hello’.

The other party was a woman, and she sounded young. She asked politely: Hello, is this Dr. Song Xisong?

Song Xi said: I am, you are?

I am a reporter from Xinrui Entertainment, Dr. Song. Can I take some of your time now? We would like to do a voice interview about your deeds in rescuing patients in the rain the day before yesterday.

Song Xi replied: Sorry, I'm still outside now. Can you do it in an hour?

The other party responded happily and called back an hour later.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xi took the car home. She has lived for twenty-six years and has always been high-profile and low-key. In terms of interviews, this was the first time that a big girl got into a sedan chair. For this purpose, Song Xi took a shower and sprayed again. I drank some perfume and sat on the sofa obediently to wait.

The female reporter's call came as promised, and Song Xi felt a little nervous. It wasn't because of stage fright, but because she was afraid that her voice wouldn't sound perfect enough. Wouldn't it be a shame to let it out?

In the middle of the interview, Song Xi's cell phone buzzed. She took a closer look and saw that it was an incoming call with the word 'S' on it.

Song Xi instinctively answered the call from George Sheng, but then she thought about it. This was an online interview. She couldn't tell the reporter to wait a moment, right?

Thinking about it, she still pretended not to see it and continued the interview. However, later on, she obviously talked less and was worried about not answering his call. Otherwise, it was something urgent. He had just helped her so openly, and she turned around. Just turn your back and don't recognize anyone, it's not authentic.

The interview had just finished, and Song Xi immediately called George Sheng, almost sixteen or seventeen minutes later.

The phone rang twice and was answered. Song Xi took the initiative and said, When you called me just now, I was doing an interview and it was hard to answer.

George Sheng asked: What interview?

Song Xi replied: It was because of the rain that morning that I saved a heart attack patient. The hospital asked me to cooperate and give a voice interview to the reporter.

George Sheng seemed to be smiling but not laughing, and said in a way that seemed to be teasing but not teasing: He has become a celebrity.

Song Xi replied with some embarrassment: No, I don't want to either. Isn't this because I was forced to catch a duck and put it on the shelf?

Without the pressure from the Health Bureau, she really would not have accepted this interview.

Oh, by the way, why did you call me? Song Xi asked.

George Sheng said: Have you gone to the bank? Is the card in your name?

Song Xi's eyes panicked, I forgot...

George Sheng: ...don't you look down on the little money in Kali?

Listening to his sarcastic words, Song Xi frowned slightly and replied, I'm going to the bank now.

George Sheng said: Are you at home?

Um.

The car is in the garage, the keys are in the car, he said.

Hearing this, Song Xi felt warm in her heart and instinctively raised the corners of her lips, Thank you.

George Sheng said with a serious smile: Don't touch my car.

Song Xi said: Don't worry, my driving skills are good.

She didn't see George Sheng's disinterested look as he hung up the phone. To be clear, he hung up the phone. Song Xi got up and packed up happily, then went downstairs to the garage to get the car.

Song Xi has lived here for several months and rarely comes to the garage on weekdays. Today is the first time she has come in. The garage matches the area of ​​the villa and can accommodate five private cars. She has seen George Sheng drive a Bentayga. and Range Rover, all in low-key black. Looking at it again today, he really likes black. There is a row of luxury cars of various brands, all in black.

Song Xi's reason for choosing a car was very simple. She chose the most low-key one. In the end, she drove away with a Porsche Cayenne worth more than one million yuan.

On the way to the city, Song Xi looked in the rearview mirror and saw an orange-red Lamborghini behind the car. The color was too dazzling. It was hard for Song Xi not to notice it. When he took a closer look, oh, this It’s not Chang Jingle’s license plate number.

In such a huge night city, how come you can bump into him wherever you go? Song Xi almost immediately put his whole body on guard. His first reaction was that he must not let him see who was driving.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a beeping horn sound behind him. It was obvious that Chang Jingle also recognized George Sheng's license plate number and was sending him friendly condolences.

Seeing the red light ahead turn green, Song Xi stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove out quickly. In the blink of an eye, other cars on the same level fell more than ten meters away.

Chang Jingle saw this and immediately followed. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and called George Sheng.

George Sheng answered the call and was in a good mood, so he said for the first time: What are you doing?

Chang Jingle said: I still want to ask you why. Didn't you see me driving so fast behind you to have an affair?

George Sheng's expression changed, but within two seconds, he immediately guessed the cause and effect, and said in an evasive way: You don't work in the unit, why are you hanging around outside?

Chang Jingle said: Hey, my class is for the elderly. If I stay there for one day, I feel like I am ten years older.

After that, without waiting for George Sheng's answer, he continued: Can you slow down the speed and talk to me again? It's not safe to talk on the phone while driving.

George Sheng rolled his eyes and thought to himself that it couldn't be safer for him to sit in the office and make phone calls.

You don't have to chase, you can't catch up. George Sheng said coldly.

Chang Jingle ‘Huh? ’ and said, “Are you provoking me?”

George Sheng was speechless. As a brother, that was all he could say.

Hanging up the phone was George Sheng's last respect for Chang Jingle's safety. The rest was up to him.

Chang Jingle felt that George Sheng was very strange today. He couldn't tell whether he was in a good mood or something else, but he was inexplicably disgusted with a little tenderness.

Stepping on the accelerator, he planned to catch up and find out.

Song Xi saw the orange-red sports car chasing after her in the rearview mirror. She sighed, shook her head slightly, turned left, and drove the car in the direction of the fork in the road.

Fifteen minutes later, George Sheng received a call from Song Xi. She said, I just met Chang Jingle on the road, but he didn't see me. He was always behind me. I just threw him away.

Just as George Sheng was about to speak, Chang Jingle's call came in. He said, I understand, I'll answer the call.

Song Xi hung up, and George Sheng cut Chang Jingle's call. As soon as the call was answered, Chang Jingle said angrily: George Sheng, what do you mean?!

When George Sheng heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't help asking: What's wrong?

Chang Jingle said: There is no one who bullies others like you. In broad daylight, who are you going to slap in the face?