"I don't believe you at all."
Song Xi sits on the chair and stares at Jin Si stubbornly.
That black gun, as if it was not a thing of life, was not worth mentioning in front of Song Xi.
"Your life is in my hands now. You can believe it if you don't believe it."
Jin Si said in a sharp voice, with a low mute voice.
Then he took the gun back, pulled out the magazine, took out all the bullets in it, and threw the gun back to Song Xi's desk.
"I'll tell you, this kind of thing is not for you to play with. Be careful to wipe the gun and fire."
After Jin Si finished speaking, he would not go back.
He left with the bullets.
Song Xi was stunned at the table for a long time.
Why doesn't he kill her? Isn't he afraid that she will take revenge on her next time?
Song Xi put the gun in his bag, then took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. Maybe Ling Yichen is still waiting for her soup at home.
She was in no mood to make him any more soup.
Looking at the dishes that have not been moved at this big table, we can't waste them.
So Song Xi takes out his mobile phone and makes a phone call to Ling Yichen.
When the phone was connected, Ling Yichen was working in his study.
Pick up the phone, Ling Yichen put down what he was doing and listened to the phone.
"Why, your soup is ready?"
"No, I'm not in the mood to do it today. How about treating you outside?"
"There's no nutrition out there."
"Well, I'll eat it myself." Song Xigang is going to hang up.
"Wait, have you ordered it?"
"Yes, a big table."
"That can't be wasted. Send me the address."
"Isn't master Ling extravagant all day?"
"For a poor dog like you, waste is shameful. What do you say? "
Poor dog!!
Although the word is derogatory, Song Xi feels like laughing.
Yes, she is a poor dog, poor Jingdong.
"It's a shame that I sent you my position to invite you, the son of the richest man in Asia, to dinner."
"You owe me that. How can I be ashamed?"
Ling Yichen is full of grievances.
This woman thinks she's right everywhere.
Song Xi didn't answer Ling Yichen's words at all. He snapped up the phone and sent the address by the way.
When Ling Yichen arrived, Song Xi had asked the waiter to heat up the dishes.
Looking at this table full of food, Ling Yichen thought that the money fans finally gave up their blood.
"So much for both of us? Specially ordered for me? "
"You can think so." Song Xi holds his hands on the table and looks at Ling Yichen.
"You won the lottery?"
Ling Yichen picked up the chopsticks and ate them. He was really hungry.
Song Xi turned a white eye displeased: "how much money does it cost to win the lottery? Not a tenth of what you gave. "
"You mean I'm worth more than the lottery?"
"Of course."
"The next time I invest in lottery, I will make a prize with a billion and two billion yuan. Maybe you will have the impulse to buy lottery."
"I don't have that luck. It's better to hold young master Ling's thigh."
"Why do you only have money in your eyes?"
Ling Yichen puts down his chopsticks and stares at Song Xi.
He really wanted an impulse to ask her if there would be a man in her eyes besides money.
"Money can change everything. If I have money, I can have a higher position than others. I will not be bullied by anyone and do what I want to do."
In Song Xi's eyes, he seemed to see money very thoroughly.
Put aside all distractions, but only fell into the eyes of money, how can not break free.
"In fact, you can have a good harvest in love and money. If you marry a rich husband, you will have another man with money."
"To whom, to you?"
Song Xi asked abruptly.
Ling Yichen's eyes stopped. He stared at Song Xi and swallowed his saliva. He was scared by Song Xi's sudden question.
"I will not harm you if I frighten you. If I marry you, it is your loss."
"In fact, the loss is not terrible, as long as that person can bear the loss."
Ling Yichen answers Song Xi's words.
He can take her as a joke, and she can take his answer as a joke.
"Ha ha, OK, stop joking and eat quickly. It's cold."
Song Xi quickly left the topic.
She didn't want to talk to Ling Yichen about this. She felt that she was not worthy of him at all. Even if she had this greed, she had to be strangled in the cradle this morning.After Jin Si went back, he was upset and complicated.
He has been thinking about what song Xi said to him in the evening.
Does she really know where her daughter is? Did Fisher investigate their daughter?
No, he'll have to focus on sending someone to investigate.
Back at Jin's house, Jin Si calls Jin Wen to the study.
"I'll give you something to do. Go to investigate how Song Xi was adopted in those days. In addition, check whether they knew that you still have a sister alive."
"Sister? Dad, do I have a sister? "
Jin Wen frowned and heard about it for the first time.
"Yes, you have a sister who had a heart attack. I thought she was dead. Now I suddenly want to check. Maybe she is still alive."
"Sister and I are of the same blood type?"
"Well. You are all panda blood. "
"Is there any birthmark besides these features?"
"Of course not. If it could have been found long ago. You look for Song Xi. She says she knows. "
"Yes, father, I'll take care of it."
"Well."
The next day.
Jin trace asked Song Xi to meet her at a coffee shop.
Song Xi said he had no time to take care of his father, who was still paralyzed in the hospital bed, so Jin Chen went to the hospital.
When entering the door, Song Xi is wiping his fingers with a towel.
Jin trace went in and said hello to Song Xi.
"Song Xi, long time no see."
For two people who were almost engaged, it's a different feeling to meet again.
Song Xi turned his head and glanced at Jin Wen coldly: "what are you doing? Thanks to your family. "
"My father has never been aboveboard. I can guarantee my life. He didn't do it."
"The mouth is on you, whatever you say."
Song Xi didn't lift his head either. He sat there intently to wipe song Qian, as if Jin Wen were the air.
Jin Wen walked behind her step by step and put one hand on her shoulder: "do you really know where my sister is? Or are you making all this up? "
"Your father asked you to pry at me?"
"No, I just want to make a preliminary understanding."
Looking at Song Xi, Jin trace always felt that her eyebrows and eyes were similar to her lost mother, and they were also similar to her.
Before, he was teased that Song Xi was married to him.
Today, I think it's not about husband and wife, but brother and sister?
Jin Wen suddenly had a bold idea.
"What's your blood type?"
"Why do you ask this?"
Song Xi didn't want to answer Jin Chen at all.
In front of her, this guy is still a little kid who hasn't grown up.
"If you don't say it, I can naturally investigate it. Just go to the hospital where you lived and check the cases."