Life With You

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

Before George Sheng came to Germany, Wei Yu took her to visit Heidelberg University. During the period, he answered the phone. When he came back, he stopped talking.

Song Xi asked: "What's wrong?"

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

Song Xi's eyes were suspicious: "It's okay, senior, just say anything."

Wei Yu said, "Wei Feng called me just now and told me to ask you for a favor."

"What's busy?"

"He is doing business in China, and he wants to cooperate with the Qiao family on a project, and I want you to help Mr. Qiao make some peace."

Hearing this, Song Xi understood that, and said aloud: "My husband will come over tomorrow. I don't know much about his business. I want to invite you to dinner tomorrow night. If you have time, you can sit down and talk specifically."

Not sure what the project is, Song Xi will not answer it all at once.

Wei Yu said, "Thank you. I never ask about Wei Feng's business. He called me before and said that he wanted an invitation letter. I only agreed with you after asking. Who knows this kid is waiting here."

Song Xi said: "It's not troublesome, I want to thank the senior, if it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be able to come this time."

Not to mention that Wei Yu also let her spend three hours with Fred in private. If this is called a favor, then Wei Yu's kindness is just right.

He said: "You must not be burdened, too, Mr. Qiao, this time we can meet in Germany, it is indeed Wei Feng in the middle of the contact, but I am very happy that you can come, and did not think about what to do with the invitation letter. The business is like this. Everyone should work together and make money together. If Mr. Qiao thinks Wei Feng’s project is not good, don’t be embarrassed."

Song Xi smiled and said, "Like seniors, we are not businessmen. Let them talk about 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 true and false, at least they are kind.

At 6 o’clock the next evening, Song Xi just came out of the bathroom, vaguely hearing movement outside. She lived in a large suite by herself. It stands to reason that the hotel staff would not come in for no reason. She vigilantly picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table. He walked gently behind the door, holding his breath.

Not long after, the door of the room was pushed aside from the outside, and her heart was raised to her throat instantly. What appeared in her mind were the dangers of the past year and a half. Not all the bodyguards of the George Sheng school were nearby. How can people come in silently?

She was very slender, the door folded over to block her, and also blocked her sight. Song Xi squeezed the fruit knife, and the emergency plan flashed through his mind quickly. If the other party did not find her, it would be the best. If they did... …

In reality, it looks like five or six seconds have passed at most, but here in Song Xi, seconds are like years. The other party's footsteps were not loud, especially when she stepped on the carpet, she could only locate where the person was through the sound of the bathroom door opening.

Her heartbeat was too fast, bang bang bang, she didn't dare to pant loudly, for fear of being spotted by accident.

However, when the door of the room was opened from the front, she fixed her eyes on the familiar figure in front of her, and she clung to the wall behind her for three seconds without a sound.

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

Song Xi recognized George Sheng, but he didn't listen to the command very much. The more he wanted to relax, the tighter he became.

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

She couldn't see the deep distressed color in his eyes, but he saw the panic magnified in her eyes, just like the little beast that had escaped from the mouth of a beast, it would leave a shadow for the rest of his life, and could not resist any disturbance.

Song Xi’s whole body was embedded in his arms, familiar body temperature, familiar touch, familiar taste, all of which made her slowly relax and feel relieved. She raised her hand on George Sheng’s waist, and she hugged him and asked: "You are not ten Can I get there with more points?"

George Sheng kissed the top of her head and whispered: "I miss you, I changed the flight."

I wanted to give her a surprise, but it turned out to be a shock to her.

Her reaction at this moment was too real. She was holding the scalpel and holding the fruit knife tightly. She was in a state of tension and defensiveness at any time, but when he opened the door, her first reaction Not defense, but helpless.

After all, she is a woman who has no power to restrain the chicken, the woman he should be on the cusp of his heart, but is forced to the point where she can't enjoy the surprise. After all, the surprise is before the surprise, and the joy is behind.

George Sheng would feel distressed and guilty at the bottom of his heart. He didn't say anything, but Song Xi felt it from his tight embrace.

Hugging his waist hard, she deliberately said briskly: "I know it's you, I deliberately hid to scare you."

When the voice fell, George Sheng folded his arms, and after a while, he said in a low voice, "It's me."

Song Xi patted him on the back, "I'm fine, girls are always surprised. This is instinct."

If she was acting like a baby and angered, he would have passed away, but the more sensible she was, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Song Xi knew that he was thinking hard and didn't want him to think about it. He raised his head and asked seductively, "Do you want me in the past two days?"

George Sheng said unabashedly, "I think."

Song Xi asked: "How much do you think?"

George Sheng said: "I want to pick you up early...it's very deserted at home alone."

The corners of Song Xi's lips curled up, and he stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips. George Sheng closed his eyes and responded. When he pushed her against the wall, she opened her eyes briefly, panting and asking, "You have been on the plane for so long. , Aren't you tired?"

George Sheng said: "Not tired."

Bend down again...

He thought she admired Fred very much. In fact, Song Xi admired him the most. With George Sheng's mental strength and physical strength, he could declare Guinness in minutes, no matter any difficult and difficult environment, as long as he wanted, there was nothing he couldn't do.

In a foreign country, Xiao Bie wins a newlywed, suffering, Song Xi just took a bath and has to wash again.

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

Halfway through the meal, Song Xi looked up and said, "I remember, let me tell you something."

"what's up?"

"Does Wei Feng want to discuss cooperation with you?"

George Sheng did not answer and asked, "How do you know?"

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

George Sheng was non-committal, and Song Xi asked, "Is it possible to negotiate a deal? If it doesn't come, I won't talk about it. I will find a way to pay the favor I owe Wei Yu."

George Sheng stared at her and said, "Don't worry about it, see your German uncle tomorrow."