she really hates

Meng Xi was silent for a few seconds, avoided her gaze and took out the phone, as if the conversation just now had been cleared with one click, and said calmly:

"The game will be launched in a few days. I'm here to ask you to confirm the promotional matters. Add a WeChat."

Meng Xi felt that due to Song Zhiyi's status as the "heroine" in the dream, it was necessary to keep in touch with her.

Song Zhiyi smiled. When she mocked others, her smile was still quite gentle: "Mr. Meng even takes care of this himself?"

Meng Xi was blunt and strong: "No one stipulates that I can't take care of it."

Song Zhiyi nodded: "Then Mr. Meng, please contact my manager, I don't care about that."

Meng Xi said: "Some things must be communicated with you personally."

Song Zhiyi still didn't move.

What a turn of events.On the day of the party, Meng Xi also rejected her in the same way... She couldn't be trying to find a place here, right?

Meng Xi had to be so skeptical.

She didn't know what Song Zhiyi was thinking that day, to be able to put down her body like that and beg softly - she would never be able to do it.

But Meng Hee has other methods.

"You haven't changed your number, have you?"

Seeing that Song Zhiyi was still not moving, Meng Xi simply clicked on WeChat and searched for the string of numbers in his memory.

The user name popped up, "Know what I mean".

Meng Xi clicked on Add as a friend, and urged her: "Hurry up, I will be the one to connect the work in the future, and we have signed a contract."

"..."

Song Zhiyi seemed to sigh lightly, and accepted her friend request: "There is nothing else, Mr. Meng."

Although the tone is not salty, the aura around him is much more relaxed.

In theory it's fine.

But Meng Xi didn't see anyone else beside Song Zhiyi, so he couldn't help but ponder: "Hmm..."

She was hesitating whether to give Song Zhiyi a ride.

Although the relationship is not good, the other party is a temporary partner after all. In this situation, it seems impolite to leave her here alone.

Meng Xi was still hesitating, when a car horn called "Didi" came from across the street.

It was the silver Maybach that day.

... So Song Zhiyi was waiting for him?

Meng Xi's memory is so good, he immediately remembered their hug downstairs that day, and his eyes swept over like lightning.

The car door opened, and a young man in a suit and leather shoes came out. His face...Meng Xi couldn't just say that he was not good-looking, he was just so handsome.

He paused when he saw Meng Xi, and walked towards Song Zhiyi without stopping his eyes: "Miss Song, I'm sorry I kept you waiting...Do you need my help?"

When he finished the second half of his sentence, he glanced towards Meng Xi.

Meng Xi was upset.

She doesn't swallow her anger to anyone: "Oh, what do you mean? What do you want to do for her, please speak clearly. "

The man frowned: "Boss Meng..."

Song Zhiyi pulled him back: "Mr. Qu, you misunderstood."

Mr. Qu was taken aback.

Meng Xi took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Did you hear that? Don't rush up to the hero to save the beauty without knowing everything. Fortunately, I have a big heart. Otherwise, would you be responsible for causing trouble for nothing?"

These words are too irritating, but they are reasonable.Mr. Qu's face changed, and Song Zhiyi glanced at her: "President Meng, do you have anything else to do?"

...Tch, it's not uncommon for Meng Xi to have a verbal fight with this kind of person whose combat power is not high.

How could she fail to see that the two of them made an appointment, and felt that her good intentions were wasted. She despised Song Zhiyi's taste in her heart, pushed back the sunglasses with a flick of her hand, and proudly parted her red lips:

"It's okay, let's go."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave behind a chic back, he suddenly heard a loud and angry reprimand.

"Who! And who got on the road without reading the traffic regulations, and parked everywhere?!"

Meng Xi: "..."

Oops.

She looked back and saw that the caller was wearing a police uniform, his hair was gray, and the wrinkles on his face were about sixty, and he was still speaking in a confident manner.

Meng Xixin said that you are old and not a traffic policeman, so why bother?

But this matter is indeed her fault, and she has to face the old man, so she can only go there in embarrassment to be scolded.

After listening to the lecture, Meng Xi turned his head, but Song Zhiyi hadn't left yet, standing beside the silver Maybach and watching quietly.

Meng Xi had a heart attack: "..."

The moment their eyes met, Meng Xi deeply felt that this scene could be ranked among the top ten most embarrassing occasions in her life.

Song Zhiyi stayed here specially to watch her jokes!

Meng Xi pretended to look back calmly, pretending not to lose face in front of the enemy.

Song Zhiyi looked away.

That "Mr. Qu" just came back with a cup of milk tea and handed it to her. The two of them talked about something. A faint smile appeared on Song Zhiyi's face. He didn't look here again, got into the car with him and left.

Meng Xi who was ignored: "..."

Gee!

She couldn't be in a worse mood, she sat back in the car, stepped on the accelerator hard in the opposite direction from where the two people left.

In the car on the other side, Qu Yang asked: "Didn't Meng Xi really trouble you just now?"

"of course not."

Song Zhiyi smiled helplessly: "Why do you think so? Meng Xi is not a bad person, she came here on purpose...Maybe she is worried about me."

Otherwise, what reason is there for the busy Mr. Meng to make a special trip?Just to inquire about the situation of this matter, do you say something incomprehensible?

Meng Xi is not such a leisurely person.

The answer seems to be right in front of her eyes, but Song Zhiyi still uses "maybe"... She is too afraid of being sentimental.

"You have a good relationship with Meng Xi?"

Qu Yang didn't notice her complicated state of mind. After being surprised, he smiled wryly: "That's right, I listened to Ye Jiajia's story about you... At that time, I really didn't expect that she would be such a sinister person."

Song Zhiyi didn't answer his words.

When it comes to "sinister thoughts", she doesn't think she is any better than Ye Jiajia.They're all the same person, it's just that she has a better skill.

However, Qu Yang consciously made a slip of the tongue, thinking that she was sad for the betrayal of her friend for many years.

"You...don't be too sad."

After all, he also graduated from a prestigious school. He has read so many books, but at this moment he couldn't think of a single useful word. The words he wanted to say spun around his lips, and in the end there were only a few pale comforting words:

"Really, a person like her is not worthy of your sadness. Don't think that you did something wrong..."

Qu Yang really thought too well of her.

Song Zhiyi sighed slightly in his heart, and put on a smile to comfort him: "I'm fine, I just got a little scared, just go back to sleep and be fine."

Qu Yang didn't believe it.

He felt that Song Zhiyi was forcing a smile on his face, and racked his brains to explain her away, but felt that the words were too weak, so he asked tentatively: "This kind of thing happened suddenly, you should rest for a while, right?"

Song Zhiyi said: "It's been half a month at most, I have to prepare a new record, and I still have a lot of work to do, how can Sister Jin let me rest for too long."

Half a month is enough, and when I met a red light, Qu Yang asked, "Then do you want to go to Qingming Villa for a few days?"

He was talking about the famous entertainment venues and resorts in S city.

"My mother celebrated her birthday recently, and she wants to play with her little sisters for a while at the private venue. There are relatively few people. If you are interested, it's good to go and relax. And..." Qu Yang clenched the steering wheel unnaturally, Qing Clearing her throat, "It's my mother who also said that she wanted to see you..."

When he mentioned it, he was purely considering Song Zhiyi's mood. After talking about it, he also thought that he could take this opportunity to introduce the two parties.

Song Zhiyi declined, "Since it's my aunt's birthday party, it's inconvenient for me to disturb you. Bring me a gift when the time comes."

Qu Yang said: "How could this be an interruption..."

Song Zhiyi reminded him in time: "Mr. Qu, look at the road first."

The red light is over.

Qu Yang was not so excited when he was interrupted like this, and he also understood what Song Zhiyi meant... he felt a little uncomfortable.

He comes from a good family, he has been the favored son of heaven since he was a child, he has nothing that cannot be obtained easily, but he has been repeatedly frustrated in pursuing Song Zhiyi.

The atmosphere in the car was not good.

Qu Yang was silent for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Miss Song... Is there something I'm not good enough for?"

Song Zhi expected that he would have a showdown today, and was already ready to answer.

"You are fine." She said these three words were sincere, "I have someone I like."

Qu Yang was dumbfounded.

This sentence fell into his ears, it can be said to be earth-shattering.

He wanted to say that you never mentioned it, and he thought it was normal if he didn't mention it... His mind was in a mess, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "Who is it?"

Before Song Zhiyi could answer, he realized something was wrong and forced a smile: "Forget it, I shouldn't ask this... Can you tell me what kind of person he is?"

what kind of person?

Song Zhiyi was lost in thought for a moment, and finally said, "It's the one I don't want to give up."

Want to give up, can not give up.Just like people can't stop chasing the sun, some things are destined to be good as soon as they meet.

She walked into the classroom that day, in order to make a deep first impression on her future classmates, she used the most elaborate attire and said that she had rehearsed countless self-introductions.

The great situation was ruined by a confused "who called me".

Song Zhiyi couldn't get angry.

Her eyes crossed the classroom, and amidst the lively laughter, she met the eyes of that dazzling girl.

The slightly drunken sunshine of spring was streaming down on her body, and even her sleepy hair looked fluffy and cute. She rubbed her half-opened eyes, her eyes were slightly dazed, but full of bright light.

——Does she also have the warm smell like a quilt that has been dried in the sun?

Song Zhiyi couldn't help laughing.

Out of such secret, almost palpitating joy, she asked: "Student, are you 'Xizhou'?"

The girl replied slowly: "Ah? No, I'm Meng Xi."

...Meng Xi.

There are so many people, but her name is Meng Xi.

The name that Song Zhiyi hated... the most envied at that time.