Life With You

But Song Xi was so jealous that she couldn't stand it. There was no reason for George Sheng to protect her body, and there was no reason for her to be sulky because of him having a good time and having fun outside. Now that the female reporter's matter was settled, she shouldn't be angry anymore, or even stay angry. No excuses can be found.

Although she still felt uncomfortable, Song Xi's face became calm and she said, That's because the information on my side is inaccurate.

Yuan Bao said: Fortunately you asked, otherwise who would take the blame?

Song Xi smiled silently and had a meal with Yuan Bao at noon. After the meal, he took her back to the hospital entrance and the two said goodbye.

After coaxing Song Xi, Yuan Bao gave up half of his mental arithmetic. The reason why he said half of it was because George Sheng was there.

Driving back to Haiwei, Yuanbao came to George Sheng's office. George Sheng was sitting on a leather chair, with a whole team of lawyers in front of him to help him handle the inheritance handover after Qiao Dingxiang's death. He had been busy dealing with funeral affairs before, and was a little repelled by these matters. , but there is no room for emotion in the adult world, and you have to face it no matter how sad it is.

The arrival of Yuan Bao made George Sheng naturally find an excuse to call the lawyers out. That's all for today.

When there were only the two of them in the room, George Sheng relaxed unabashedly, leaned back on the chair slightly tiredly, and lit a cigarette.

Yuan Bao took a glass of sweet milk and put it in front of George Sheng. He sat at the table and lit a cigarette. He said casually, I just met Song Xi.

George Sheng's heart moved, but his face remained calm.

Yuan Bao said to himself: I chatted with her for a while, and I don't know who told her that the female reporter's hymen was secretly photographed at Ningshan Cemetery that day. She asked me if it was true, and I quickly explained. For a moment, don’t let people misunderstand us anymore. We are robbing families and doing all kinds of evil.

George Sheng's face was expressionless and his voice was cold: Superfluous.

Yuan Bao turned to look at him: What's superfluous? Superfluous explanation? Aren't you afraid that Song Xi will misunderstand you?

George Sheng took a drag on his cigarette, with the ash still in the ashtray. There was neither ridicule nor indifference on his face. Instead, he replied angrily: Everyone has a brain. What she thinks is her business.

Yuan Bao said: That's what I said, but it's clear that someone has thrown the blame and poured dirty water on me. I can explain it clearly in one sentence. Why not say it? And people like Song Xi have a bright and upright background. They have been in the core values ​​of socialism since they were young. How can she, who grew up under the influence of a female reporter, endure being defiled by a female reporter? If we don’t make it clear, she might immediately draw a clear line with us.”

George Sheng was irritated by these words. He immediately raised his eyelids and said in a deep voice: I'm afraid of her? Who's taking care of whom now? Let's see who will lose some meat after the boundaries are drawn.

Seeing the hidden anger in George Sheng's eyes, Yuan Bao said quickly: Song Xi didn't say this, I guessed it. Don't try too hard on her. She didn't say anything, so you should ask first. .”

George Sheng snorted in his heart, looked away and continued to smoke.

Yuan Bao flicked the cigarette ashes with his hand and said casually: I passed by the Xiehe Gate yesterday and saw her helping someone to take a taxi. The person's leg was broken and he couldn't stand firmly.

George Sheng was silent for five seconds, then opened his thin lips: Why are you telling me this? Did I ask?

Yuan Bao looked unconcerned: I just said it casually.

George Sheng said with a face: It's nothing to do.

Hearing this, Yuan Bao suddenly raised the corners of his lips and said, Song Xi hasn't given you any fruit recently, has he? If I can eat and drink, I guess my mouth will be full of desserts.

George Sheng couldn't bear it anymore and raised his eyes to look at him.

A chill ran down Yuan Baohou's spine. He turned his head, met George Sheng's gaze, and couldn't help but said seriously: You didn't rest last night, okay? There are red bloodshot eyes.

George Sheng looked away and said quietly: I even doubt whether Ji Guanxin and his girlfriend were on drugs. They were tossing and turning from night to morning. For four or five hours, they basically didn't stop in the middle.

Yuan Bao's eyes widened slightly and he smiled and said, Did you listen to someone in the corner?

George Sheng said in a deep voice: You think I want to hear it? I don't know who designed the guest room in Zui Chunfeng without thinking. The walls are as thin as paper, and the bedheads on both sides are facing each other.

Yuan Bao was about to die laughing. After laughing for a while, he suddenly lowered his voice and asked, After listening for so long, do you have any ideas?

George Sheng looked at him coldly again, and Yuan Bao joked without fear of death: Let's communicate.

George Sheng said in a deep voice: Five seconds, disappear from my eyes.

Yuan Bao was very sensible and quickly moved his butt away from his desk, then walked out and said: You can go home obviously, but you must stay up all night. Don't let Song Xi know that you went to Zui Chunfeng last night, so as not to have any trouble. I can’t even speak clearly.”

He was good at timing. After he finished speaking, he walked to the door of the room, so George Sheng couldn't say anything even if he wanted to.

Hearing the sound of opening and closing the door, Yuan Bao went out.

George Sheng's ears were finally at peace. He and Yuan Bao had known each other since they wore crotchless pants. He knew Yuan Bao too well, just like Yuan Bao knew him.

She deliberately came to him to chat, just to tell him that Song Xi had no ambiguous relationship with the man yesterday.

George Sheng told himself in his heart that it was none of his business whether there was a relationship or not. Everyone was free to fall in love and they were not a real couple.

But last night, Ji Guanxin suddenly had an affair with his woman, and the woman screamed so loudly that he was startled. Before he could say anything, Song Xi suddenly hung up. Was he angry or jealous?

If he was angry with me before, why didn't he hang up earlier and later, but waited until the woman next door made a sound before she hung up?

So after much deliberation, Song Xi hung up the phone because of the latter.

George Sheng was not a dull person, and he also guessed that Song Xi was more or less irritated, or even jealous before hanging up, so he felt an indescribable balance in his heart, as if he saw her wearing another man's coat, holding her hand The other men's arms were also very angry at that moment.

Now, everyone is even.

When Song Xi came home from get off work in the evening, she didn't expect George Sheng to be there. When Song Xi saw him, she thought of last night and felt very uncomfortable, even embarrassed.

However, George Sheng said hello with a calm expression: Come back?

Ah...why did you come back so early today?

Since George Sheng spoke first, Song Xi also made a polite comment.

George Sheng said: I didn't get a good rest last night, so I came back to catch up on my sleep.

When Song Xi heard this, she couldn't help but have thoughts in her mind. Without looking at his face, she said to herself: Oh, then you should rest early.

George Sheng said: Yuanbao said that you met today and you asked him about the female reporter.

Song Xi said 'hmm': I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask clearly, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable.

George Sheng said: Yuanbao should have made it very clear to you that the female reporter is Ji Guanxin. When you called me last night, they were next door to me. You should have heard her movements. Her voice was like a bell. No. Like someone who has just been violently treated.”

Song Xi's mind was very confused and he was thinking about something else. After hearing this, he raised his head and looked in the direction of George Sheng five seconds later, and asked hesitantly: You said...that was Ji Guan's new girlfriend last night?