Life With You

Song Xi knew that he owed the favor to the Wei brothers this time and would have to repay it sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be repaid so quickly.

Before George Sheng came to Germany, Wei Yu took her to visit Heidelberg University. During the visit, she took a phone call. When she came back, she was hesitant to talk.

Song Xi asked: What's wrong?

Wei Yu said: I don't even know how to speak.

Song Xi's eyes were suspicious: It's okay, senior, just tell me if you have anything.

Wei Yu said: Wei Feng called me just now and asked me to ask you for a favor.

What's the deal?

He is doing business in China. He has a project that he wants to cooperate with the Qiao family. He wants you to help make peace with Mr. Qiao.

Hearing this, Song Xi felt relieved and said: My husband will come over tomorrow. I don't know much about his business. I would like to invite you to dinner tomorrow night. If you are free, we can sit down and talk in detail.

Not sure what project it is, Song Xi won’t agree to it.

Wei Yu said, I'm sorry to bother you, but I've never been involved in Wei Feng's business. He called me before and asked for an invitation letter. I asked and it was you who agreed. Who knew this guy was waiting here?

Song Xi said: No trouble, I want to thank senior. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be able to come this time.

Not to mention that Wei Yu also allowed her to spend three hours with Fred in private. If this is called giving in to others, then Wei Yu's flattery was exactly what he wanted.

He said: You must not be burdened, and so is Mr. Qiao. We can meet in Germany this time. It is indeed Wei Feng who contacted us, but I am very happy that you can come, and I have not thought about making any fuss about the invitation letter. That's how business is, we cooperate when we work together and make money together. If Mr. Qiao feels that Wei Feng's project is not very good, don't be embarrassed.

Song Xi smiled and said: Senior and I are the same. We are not businessmen. Let them discuss the business. We can only talk about surgery and technology.

Wei Yu is very good at talking, and Song Xi is not easy to fool. Everyone is genuine and fake, and at least they are friendly on the surface.

At about six o'clock the next night, Song Xi just came out of the bathroom and vaguely heard some movement outside. She lived in a large suite by herself. Logically speaking, hotel staff would not come in for no reason. She cautiously picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and gently He walked quietly to the door, holding his breath and concentrating.

Not long after, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside. Her heart suddenly rose to her throat. What came to her mind were the several dangerous situations in the past year and a half. She secretly thought that all the bodyguards sent by George Sheng were nearby. Well, how could someone come in quietly?

She was very slender, and the door folded over to block her, which also blocked her sight. Song Xi squeezed the fruit knife tightly, and emergency plans flashed through her mind. It would be best if the other party didn't find her, but if they did... …

In reality, time seems to have passed by at most five or six seconds, but in Song Xi's place, seconds seemed like years. The other party's footsteps were not loud, especially on the carpet. She could only locate the person's location through the sound of the bathroom door opening.

Her heartbeat was beating too fast, and she didn't dare to breathe loudly for fear of being discovered accidentally.

However, when the door was opened from the front, she looked intently at the all-too-familiar figure in front of her, her whole body pressed against the wall behind her, without making a sound for three full seconds.

George Sheng looked at Song Xi's pale face and the fruit knife tightly clutched in her right hand. After realizing it, he whispered softly: Did I scare you?

Song Xi recognized George Sheng, but his body didn't obey the command very well. The more he tried to relax, the tighter he became.

George Sheng took a small step forward, raised his hand to pull out the fruit knife from her hand, hugged her in his arms, patted her back, and whispered: It's okay, don't be afraid, it's me.

She couldn't see the deep distress in his eyes, but he saw the enlarged fear in her eyes. Just like a small beast that escaped from the mouth of a beast, it would have a shadow for its whole life and could not withstand any disturbance.

Song Xi's whole body was embedded in his arms. The familiar body temperature, familiar touch, and familiar taste made her slowly relax and feel at ease. She raised her hands and put them around George Sheng's waist. She hugged him and asked, Aren't you ten? Can we get there later?

George Sheng kissed the top of her head and whispered: I missed you. I changed my flight.

I wanted to give her a surprise, but it ended up frightening her.

Her reaction at this moment was too real. The hand that was originally holding the scalpel was holding the fruit knife tightly. She was always nervous and on guard. However, when he opened the door, her first reaction was Not defensive, but helpless.

After all, she was a helpless woman, the woman he should keep in his heart, but she was forced to the point where she couldn't enjoy the surprise. After all, surprise came before surprise and joy came after.

George Sheng felt distressed and even more guilty in his heart. He didn't put it into words, but Song Xi felt it from his tight embrace.

Holding his waist tightly, she said in a deliberately brisk tone: I knew it was you, and I hid on purpose to scare you.

After the words fell, George Sheng folded his arms, and after a while, he said in a low voice: It's my fault.

Song Xi patted his back and said, I'm fine. Girls like to be startled. It's instinct.

If she acts coquettishly and gets angry, he can coax her away, but the more sensible she is, the more uncomfortable he feels.

Song Xi knew that he was thinking hard and didn't want him to think wildly. He raised his head and asked seductively, Do you miss me these two days?

George Sheng said hmm without concealing it, I think so.

Song Xi asked: How much do you think?

George Sheng said: I want to take you home early... It's very lonely at home alone.

The corners of Song Xi's lips curled up, and she stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips. George Sheng closed her eyes in response. When he pressed her against the wall, she opened her eyes briefly, gasped and asked, You've been on the plane for so long. , Aren’t you tired?”

George Sheng said: I'm not tired.

After saying that, he leaned down again...

He thought she admired Fred, but in fact Song Xi admired him the most. With George Sheng's energy and physical strength, he could apply for Guinness in minutes. No matter what the circumstances were, there was nothing he couldn't do if he wanted to.

In a foreign country, a breakup is better than a new marriage. Song Xi has just finished taking a shower and has to take another one.

Lying on the bed, George Sheng replaced cigarettes with fruit. Song Xi nestled in his arms, and he handed strawberries to her mouth.

Song Xi was halfway through eating, raised his head and said, I remembered, I want to tell you something.

what's up?

Does Wei Feng want to discuss cooperation with you?

George Sheng didn't answer and asked: How do you know?

Song Xi said: He called Wei Yu and asked me to say a few words for him in front of you. I said that this invitation came at the perfect time. It turned out to be not a coincidence, but a stepping stone.

George Sheng was noncommittal, and Song Xi asked: Can the deal be negotiated? If it can't be negotiated, we won't negotiate. I will find a way to repay the favor I owe Wei Yu.

George Sheng looked down at her and said, You don't have to worry about it. Just go see your German uncle tomorrow.