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After Song Xi went out for a few minutes, the dishes on the table in the private room had changed drastically. The eye-catching Fire Dragon Spitting Beads was removed, and any other dishes related to snakes were removed, and some popular dishes that northerners could easily accept were replaced. .

Song Xi sat down, facing a delicate rose-colored pastry, it was pleasing to the eye.

Of course, it can't be that George Sheng ordered it for her. Yuan Bao is used to handling things. When she was away just now, he had already persuaded George Sheng not to look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face. Anyway, Song Xi helped a lot this time, man Don't be acquainted with women.

So George Sheng didn't say a word at the moment, it was to save Yuan Bao's face, the three of them had dinner together, if he pulled his face, no one would have to eat.

Similarly, Song Xi also had a wink. Seeing that all the snake-related dishes on the table had been taken away, she took the initiative to say: I'm sorry, I was a little afraid of snakes, so I didn't pay attention, so I was shocked. If you like to eat, eat it. Eat, don't affect your eating because of me.

George Sheng didn't pick up the words, he was just like this, protecting his weaknesses.

Yuan Bao likes to eat snakes, but he didn't eat them now because of Song Xi, and George Sheng complained secretly.

Yuan Bao continued with a smile: It's okay, actually we didn't really want to eat it, because it's a specialty of Yazhou, so we ordered some.

Song Xi is someone who is used to all kinds of scenes, and she also understands that Yuan Bao specially found her a step down. She took the initiative to pick up the wine glass in her hand, smiled sincerely at Yuan Bao, and then her eyes fell on George Sheng's face, even though she was somewhat confused. Reluctantly, but she still said with a normal face: Thank you for bringing me to Yanzhou, I wish you success in your new project in advance.

George Sheng didn't deliberately embarrass her, he picked up the wine glass in his hand, and the three of them were far away, just for a moment, and took a sip each.

The waiters knocked on the door from time to time and came in to take the food. The table was full of delicacies, and the three of them ate in silence.

On the way, George Sheng also raised his glass once, and said to Song Xi: This time went so smoothly, you have contributed a lot, if you need help in the future, just say, I will never refuse if I can help.

One yard counts for one yard. After what happened just now, George Sheng was still very sincere when he said this.

Song Xi understood that George Sheng recognized the cooperative relationship between the two.

Raising her glass, she replied aloud, I will.

The last thing you need at this moment is politeness. She and George Sheng are not friends at all, and we have agreed to each other for mutual benefit.

Bihai Chaosheng has been keeping this private room for George Sheng since it was established a few years ago. Even if George Sheng is not in Yazhou, even if there are guests who are hard-working backstage, they will never dare to embarrass the manager to enter this room.

The Qiao family in the night city is an indispensable topic for everyone to chat after dinner. However, people who can really get in touch with the Qiao family are attached to and afraid of the Qiao family, which is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At this time, Song Xi was sitting in the private room with the best view in the entire hotel, drinking thousands of red wines, like a sweet pastry that everyone worked hard to curry favor with, but only she knew in her heart that all the glory came from in exchange for its own value.

Of course she wasn't happy, but she wasn't too sad. After all, it wasn't George Sheng's fault that she was in this situation today. From a certain point of view, he was also one of the victims, so Song Xi had no reason to blame him. Think about everyone Both are comfortable, and the best way is to cooperate and help each other instead of annoying each other.

More than half an hour later, the three of them came out of the gold-selling cave, and seeing Yuan Bao walking towards the driver's seat, Song Xi couldn't help asking, Do you want to drive?

Yuan Bao turned his head to look at Song Xi, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Song Xi reminded, You were drinking just now.

Before Yuan Bao could explain, George Sheng had a meaningful smile on his lips, and said with a bit of arrogance: Yuan Bao, you just want to see who dares to catch you for drunk driving.

After speaking, he took the lead in the back seat.

Seeing that Song Xi was still standing beside the car, Yuan Bao patiently explained: It's okay, Miss Song, I don't drink much, drive slowly later.

Song Xi couldn't say anything else, so he bent down and got into the car after all.

In the car, George Sheng leaned on his back and closed his eyes to rest his mind. At first, Song Xi straightened up and carefully observed the road conditions. Whether or not to catch drunk driving was secondary, safety was the most important thing.

But after watching it for ten minutes, she gradually became tired, and she relaxed and leaned against the leather back seat.

It took a while to get from the urban area to the suburbs, she slowly closed her eyes, drowsy, and thought of the dream she had this afternoon.

It's been a long time since I dreamed of him. The man in the dream was George Sheng's face, Song Xijue's behavior made her feel better, it was better than seeing his face clearly.

Thinking of him, Song Xi couldn't stop feeling sad. It turned out that the feeling of heartache would still be very strong. It's been almost three years, but she still couldn't forget it. She was heartbroken. When she was most sad, she wished that the master could do an operation for her, dig out her heart, and throw it away.

The million dollar luxury car was very quiet, so quiet that Song Xi would feel guilty even swallowing her saliva, she suppressed the soreness in her throat, not letting herself cry.

Tong Cheng was speechless until the car drove back to Cheng Zhai, got out of the car and walked inside, Yuan Bao stayed on the first floor, Song Xi and George Sheng went up to the second floor.

In the middle of the journey, she was thinking, should I say it now, and think about it later, if I don’t say it today, she will leave tomorrow, and I don’t think there is much chance. The moment George Sheng stepped on the second floor, Song Xi said aloud: Can you do me a favor, please?

Upon hearing this, George Sheng turned to look at her.

Song Xi was a little embarrassed in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he said directly: I want to see my dad, can you help me find a way?

In the past, even if Song Xi was killed, she would not make such a request to George Sheng.

George Sheng was forced by Song Yuanqing to marry her, and she already hated her house, so if she asked him to help, wouldn't she be asking for trouble?

But it's different now, she did him a big favor, and he said it himself, he can find him if he needs anything.

After Song Xi finished asking, she stared at George Sheng's face, for fear of missing any subtle expressions on his face. After all, you are living under someone else's roof, so you have to take the host's face into consideration.

George Shengjun had no expression on his face, making it impossible to guess what was in his heart. After a few seconds of silence, he replied, I will try my best.

He didn't refuse outright, Song Xi was already overjoyed, knowing that Song Yuanqing was reported by someone with his real name, she hadn't seen him for more than three months, even Cheng Deqing said he couldn't intervene.

She almost showed a happy look, but for a moment she felt that this kind of thing was nothing to be happy about, so for a while, Song Xi's face was a bit tangled, as if she couldn't laugh or cry, and when she had spoken a thousand words, she only had two words left. One word, Thank you.

George Sheng asked lightly: Is there anything else?

Song Xi shook his head, Not anymore.

He said, When are you leaving tomorrow? I'll ask Yuan Bao to help you book the ticket.

Song Xi replied, No need, I'll order it myself.

George Sheng gave an 'hmm', then turned around and walked towards the master bedroom.