Life With You

When Song Xi heard this, she couldn't help but stunned. She was not a scheming person, but it was Song Yuanqing who mentioned it, and she suddenly realized.

Yes, Qiao Dingxiang's death has another major stake in front of her, which is her marriage to George Sheng.

With George Sheng's temperament, if he didn't want to, and didn't care about it, who could force him?

She patronized and felt sorry for George Sheng these days, without realizing that her own interests were also involved.

Seeing Song Xi's obvious face change, Song Yuanqing misunderstood that she was worried that she would have nothing to rely on outside, so she quickly said: "Xiao Xi, don't be afraid, I will ask someone to talk to George Sheng and talk to him again."

When the voice fell, Song Xi paused for a few seconds, as if waking up from a big dream, his eyes were clear and replied: "Dad, I'll discuss something with you."

"You said."

"If George Sheng doesn't want to continue this marriage relationship anyway, don't embarrass him."

Song Yuanqing looked at Song Xi’s face, seeming to want to see some clues from her calm face, but Song Xi only smiled and whispered: “I didn’t know him before, everyone had their own interests. On the shelves, now I know him well, I take him as my friend, I don’t want to force him to do something for me..."

After that, after a two-second pause, Song Xi confidently added: "And I believe that with our current friendship, even without this marriage certificate, he will still help me if I have something to do."

Song Yuanqing watched Song Xi seriously for a long while, "George Sheng asked you to tell me that?"

Song Xi saw the suspicion and forbearance in Song Yuanqing’s eyes, and smiled and said, “No, I do get along well with him now. I have been helping him with insomnia recently, and he also helped me get the fixed-term essay in a roundabout way. Dad, is it so difficult for you to believe in my character and make him friends with me?"

Song Yuanqing looked at her for a few seconds before sighing silently: "Dad is afraid he will bully you."

When Song Xi heard this, his inexplicable heart was a little touched, so he replied with red eyes: "Dad, I never think he is bullying me, but it is the relationship between us. Many times I feel that we are bullying people."

Song Yuanqing finally turned aside his eyes and said with emotion: "If the whole Night City wants to say who has the ability to cover the sky, I can only think of Qiao's family. If it is not necessary, Dad will not entrust you to him. You are not happy, he I'm not happy. You don't have to report the good or the bad every time. George Sheng is not familiar with him, but I know what his father is like. If you have a father, you have a son... You must be wronged outside. "

Song Xi's eyes were even more red, and he shook Song Yuanqing's hand across the table, and smiled hard and said, "What's the point of being wronged? You said that people who haven't been wronged these years can't do much."

Song Yuanqing held Song Xi's hand tightly, endured tears, and said after a long while, "Dad made you wronged."

The father and daughter talked for more than half an hour, and Song Yuanqing finally agreed to Song Xi. No matter what decision George Sheng made in the future, even if the previous events were turned over, he would never use Qiao Dingxiang’s handle to threaten Qiao’s family again. Xi said: "The deceased is the big one. No matter what the outside world thinks of Qiao Dingxiang, in my heart, he is a very kind old man. People die like a lamp, and the previous things should be gone."

Song Yuanqing respected Song Xi's decision, because his daughter said that she had no choice but to save face. Since she made this decision, there must be a reason why she had to do it.

He thought that Song Xi had eaten George Sheng, so he didn't care about this amulet so much, but in fact, Song Xi had no certainty. The only thing she relied on was her heart.

From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to maintain a marriage relationship with George Sheng that you didn't love and I didn't want, so he wanted to dissolve it, and she had no reason to swear.

Besides, she gave him a little bit of Gao Fengliang, so that he could do whatever he wanted in the future.

Leaving Song Yuanqing, Song Xi suddenly felt a little lost in her heart on the way back, even inexplicably scared.

Before, she always wanted George Sheng to call her, but now she was a little afraid of him calling her, because maybe the two would sit together again, and they would not be talking about his family matters, but between them.

Counting the time he had given her to protect her, Lin Lin always knew the two of them had known each other for more than half a year, half a year, Song Xi thought that the time would be like a year, but now, in the blink of an eye, they have mixed up like this.

If it can really last up to three years, it must be a snap.

Song Xi didn't want to call George Sheng anymore. He didn't even ask Yuan Bao. If he wanted to find her, he would naturally call her.

Sure enough, on the fifth day after Qiao Dingxiang's death, Song Xi received a phone call from George Sheng. Seeing the word'S' flashing on the screen, Song Xi hesitated for four to five seconds before answering.

"Hello?" She tried to keep her voice as usual.

George Sheng's voice came from the phone: "Are you free today?"

Song Xi answered, "Yes, what's the matter?"

George Sheng said, "Go straight back to Cuicheng Mountain after get off work in the evening. I have something to tell you."

Song Xi's voice was as usual: "Okay."

When the phone was hung up, Song Xi worked as usual, her face was very calm, until the moment he drove home from get off work and the key was inserted into the door, Song Xi suddenly thought, in case, in case George Sheng mentioned divorce, she wanted What kind of emoji response?

calm?

smile?

More than smile?

Tell him this is what she wants?

So confused, Song Xi simply ignored this, opened the door and stood in the hallway, and walked inside after changing his shoes.

The light in the living room was on, but George Sheng was not there. Song Xi guessed that he was in the master bedroom on the second floor. She went back to the room on the third floor. She wanted to put down her bag and went to look for him. Escape from the general, and refuse to act.

I don't know how long it took, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour, when Song Xi's mobile phone rang suddenly, she took it out and found that it was George Sheng.

Seeing that today, you have to have a chat face-to-face with the gong and the drum, and you can't get away.

Song Xi answered the phone and said, "Immediately, I just packed some things."

George Sheng was unexpectedly good-tempered, and said without rushing: "I'll wait for you, and come down after I'm busy."

"it is good."

When she hung up the phone, Song Xi couldn't help but think of a sentence in her mind: If a person is about to die, his words are also good. Although these words are not quite right with the current mood, neither she nor George Sheng are dying, but it may be that he is about to mention divorce later, so she is especially gentle right now.

After all, under the same roof for so long, it's always kind of affectionate.

Song Xi was used to changing her pajamas when she got home, and didn't change it today, so she went to find George Sheng on the second floor in the afternoon.

The door knocked and her low voice came from inside: "Come in."

Song Xi pushed the door in, turned the blind corner, and saw George Sheng sitting on the sofa. He was still habitually black and was smoking, or the cigarette has not been broken, because the ashtray is already covered with a layer of it. The smell of smoke in the room.

Song Xi's heart was already messed up, but she said as usual: "What are you looking for?"