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As a member of the host's family, Wang Qingbin asked politely, Did Miss Song rest well last night?

Song Xi slept on the sofa until his waist almost broke, but at this moment he had to smile and reply, I'm resting well.

Wang Qingbin chatted with Song Xi again, George Sheng came down from the stairs, still dressed in black, but today's shirt is a round collar style, more casual.

Although Song Xi didn't want to admit it, he was indeed the man she had ever seen, the most suitable for wearing black.

It is said that solid colors are easy to match. In fact, the better the color is, the more attractive it is, especially black. This kind of color with a natural sense of mystery must be George Sheng, who has a strong sense of power and a sense of danger. Only people who can control it.

For example, some people are not suitable for black at all, some people are suitable but not brilliant, and for George Sheng, black seems to be a natural color for him.

As soon as George Sheng appeared, Wang Qingbin and Yuan Bao who were sitting on the sofa stood up, followed by Song Xi, who moved cautiously because of his back pain.

Brother Sheng.

Mr. Joe.

George Sheng smiled, Morning.

A group of four walked out, Yuan Bao opened the door for George Sheng and Song Xi, in front of outsiders, George Sheng showed enough gentleman, holding the door with one hand, let Song Xi go in.

Song Xi was unwilling in her heart. Now that her back was uncomfortable, she had to move inside first, but she chose the former without any hesitation than to bear the pain and make a noise to let George Sheng advance.

Bending down slowly, she tried her best to make herself look natural, but she only bent halfway, and the root of her spine seemed to have reached the limit, and she couldn't bend down a single bit. She had no choice but to bend her knees slightly, like a half Squat down into the car, and then move in after sitting in.

The other three people saw this scene, and Wang Qingbin was the first to ask: What's wrong with Ms. Song? Is your waist uncomfortable?

George Sheng got into the car with long legs, and sat beside Song Xi. He looked at her intentionally as if complaining, and then replied: I asked her to cover her with the quilt last night, but she didn't. She must have caught a cold.

Wang Qingbin said: It seems to be quite serious. If you can't do it, ask a doctor to come and have a look.

Song Xi smiled and said, It's okay, don't bother, I'll be fine after two days of rest.

Wang Qingbin said: No trouble, we also have a doctor here, I will take you to Mr. Cheng's for breakfast first, and I will contact the doctor for you.

Song Xi was about to decline, but George Sheng said, I'm sorry, Brother Wang.

Wang Qingbin smiled and said, You're welcome, it should be.

In the car, only Yuanbao Tongcheng didn't say a word, because when he went upstairs to call them in the morning, he clearly heard Song Xi's voice from inside, she was crying for pain, and then George Sheng asked her to move, not long She smiled again and said, You are amazing, what else do you have?

He listened outside the door, neither standing nor walking, and waited for a long time when there was no movement inside, before he dared to knock on the door to urge him.

Yuan Bao thought to himself, Song Xi's back hurts, maybe he's suffering from a cold? Turn around and call the doctor over, don't prescribe the wrong medicine.

The car drove in the courtyard for a few minutes, and finally stopped in front of a small white building. Wang Qingbin and Yuan Bao got out of the car respectively and opened the rear door.

When Song Xi got out of the car, he suppressed the pain in his back and swallowed two 'ouches' back into his stomach.

George Sheng walked around to her side from behind, looked down at her and asked, Is it particularly uncomfortable? If you can't, you should go back and rest first.

That’s not what he said in the room in the morning. Song Xi was almost moved by his words, but for a moment, she thought of the purpose of coming to Yazhou this time. Don’t say that George Sheng is just playing, even if he really told her to go back , then she can't leave either, she wants to see Cheng Deqing even if she is dying of pain.

It's okay. I didn't see Mr. Cheng last night. I'm here. You must ask him how he is.

Song Xi behaved gracefully, and also conveyed signals to George Sheng unobtrusively.

When Wang Qingbin heard this, he couldn't help but look at Song Xi more, with some puzzlement and suspicion in his eyes.

George Sheng saw it, but didn't explain much. No one knew that he would bring Song Yuanqing's daughter. This was a trump card in his hand, and it was also the reason why he could let Lan Yuzhou and Qi Cheng take the lead.

Doing business is all about first come, first served, but whoever wins in the end depends on who has the highest bargaining chips.

Wang Qingbin really doubted Song Xi's identity, but it was not something he could ask. He was not an ordinary person after being by Cheng Deqing's side for so many years.

He led a few people to walk in. On the way, he said, Mr. Qiao, Ms. Song, Mr. Cheng is waiting for you in the dining room on the second floor. Yuan Bao and I will eat on the first floor. If you need anything, just call us.

George Sheng said, Okay, let's go up by ourselves.

Yuan Bao gave Song Xi the tea in his hand, Song Xi took it, and went up to the second floor with George Sheng.

There was a servant leading the way in the corridor on the second floor. In front of a double door, the servant knocked on the door, announcing that there were guests coming, only to hear someone inside saying: Let them in quickly.

George Sheng and Song Xi walked in side by side. To be honest, Song Xi was still nervous. The nervousness was not because she wanted to meet some important person. She had seen too many important persons. Cheng Deqing was not the biggest official. She just felt a little sad suddenly. When she was with Song Yuanqing, when was she afraid? Now that there is a new person around her, everything is different. There is something called a sense of security that George Sheng cannot give her. The only thing he can give her is a chance to prove that she is useful, so that she is qualified to be his partner.

In this world, apart from his own father, no man would treat a woman selflessly.

Just like this, I entered the door. There is a large space inside the door. It is decorated in Chinese style. There are huge landscape paintings on the wall. There is a large round table on the left. At this time, some people are already sitting on the table. Seeing George Sheng enter the door, the main seat is The old man was the first to laugh and said, Zhi Sheng is here.

After finishing speaking, he slowly got up, and after he got up, the others at the table stood up.

The smile on George Sheng's face was a little more than a smile. While saying Long time no see, Mr. Cheng, he walked forward to let the old man have a closer look.

Cheng Deqing is in his seventies this year, his hair is all white, but unexpectedly, his face is not as wrinkled as many old people of the same age. He leaned on a cane with one hand, and patted George Sheng's arm with the other hand. He smiled and said: The young man is getting more and more promising, and he is taller than when I saw you a few years ago.

George Sheng also has a sweet mouth sometimes, such as now, he said with a smile: Thanks to you.

When the two were talking, Song Xi quietly stood aside and smiled, and when Cheng Deqing looked at her, George Sheng said, Old Cheng, look who I brought you?

Cheng Deqing took Song Xi for granted as George Sheng's girlfriend, but he didn't expect George Sheng to say such a word suddenly. He looked at Song Xi with obvious scrutiny in his eyes.

Song Xi raised the corners of his lips and said, Grandpa Cheng, don't you remember me? I'm Xiaoxi.

As she spoke, her eye sockets were already moist.