Chapter 45

Cheng Deqing atmosphere and warm said: "what is not back, you are like Qiqi, she called my grandfather, you called my grandfather, are their own children, you have any difficulties with me at any time, I can help you."

Song Xihong said with a smile: "grandfather Cheng, I really thank you. In fact, Zhisheng said the same thing to you. He said that no matter what my father would do in the future, he would support me. If he was not good to me, he would help me get justice. If he was good to me, he would help me repay my kindness."

When he said this, Song Xi's inner line is that Oscar owes her a little gold medal. No, it's a lifetime performance achievement award. The ultimate lie is that even he believes it.

With tears in his eyes, Song Xi was really moved.

Cheng Deqing nodded and said several good words. His eyes dropped slightly. He seemed to be thinking about something.

Song Xi has his own mind and plans. It's obvious that he is putting gold on Georges Sheng. But if you think about it carefully, why not put gold on her own face?

To put it in a nutshell, the current evaluation of her from the outside world shows that the down and out vice mayor Qianjin and the down and out Phoenix are not as good as chickens. Song Xi has experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings during this period of time, so now she has to show her reserve force in front of Cheng Deqing. She not only has song Yuanqing, but also has a George Sheng.

Smart people always draw inferences from one instance when they speak. Song Xi doesn't speak too directly, and some of his words stop at the end.

Cheng Deqing didn't ask any more. They chatted. After Song Xi finished a bowl of soup, Cheng Deqing asked her to rest. He went back first.

Song Xi helps him down the stairs and takes him to the car. Cheng Deqing sits in the car and says to Song Xi, "you have a good rest. If you need to call Xiao Wang, after Zhisheng comes back, you ask him to come to me. I have something to tell him."

Song Xi should, see the car away, this just turned back to the small building.

The sun is hot outside. After standing for a minute, Song Xi feels weak all over. When she enters the cold air area, she feels a little more comfortable. Looking at Yuanbao not far away, she says, "you call him to find Mr. Cheng."

After the play, Song Xi added a sentence in his heart.

Yuanbao is on the first floor. Song Xi holds the handle on the second floor. As soon as the door is closed, she can't help but blush.

Even Cheng Deqing can't find out the news of song Yuanqing. Is it true that there is more evil than good?

Song Xi turns herself off in the bathroom and turns on the tap. Finally, she can cry freely. When she is so indulgent, she even thinks about the excuse of blushing, saying that her waist hurts too much and she can't help crying.

She is such a person, her self-esteem is higher than the sky, and she has to think about the necessary steps in advance for any shameful act.

When Georges Sheng came back, he first went into the master bedroom, but didn't see anyone. Then he went to the guest bedroom on the second floor to look for her.

He didn't knock on the door. He pushed the door in directly. The guest bedroom is not as big as the master bedroom, and the space structure is not so complicated. When he pushed the door, he saw Song Xi lying flat on the bed, hands folded on his stomach, eyes closed, not like sleeping, because no one would sleep so stiff.

I can't tell where my heart is for a moment. Georges Sheng thought she was

The dead word has not yet completely jumped out. Song Xi on the bed has already opened his eyes, opposite George Sheng's four eyes at the door. The expression on both faces is light.

Finally, Song Xi opened her mouth first, and she asked, "what's the matter?"

Seeing that she was all right, Georges Sheng walked in and sat on the sofa beside him. He asked in a slow voice, "how was the conversation?"

Song Xi said, "Cheng Deqing asked you to see him."

George Sheng's beautiful Fox's eyes flashed a light, it was surprised, suspicious, fun, and even with a trace of appreciation.

He seldom wanted to chat with her, and asked, "what did you say to him?"

Song Xi didn't look at him. He still maintained the strange and rigid posture in Georges' eyes. He lay flat on the bed and said in a calm voice, "I say you are my backup. Who is good to me, you will repay me."

George Sheng's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were a little more appreciative. He would never praise her for what she said, even if he had this idea in his heart.

Song Xi's eyes, put clear cry, not before when he quietly shed a few tears, clearly cry.

George Sheng glanced at her and suddenly asked, "what's the matter with your father?"

When it comes to song Yuanqing, Song Xi's hands on her stomach clearly tremble. A few seconds later, she says in a voice, "he can't help me either."

Just five words, Song Xi finish, but feel that the chest of the heavy Boulder, she can't breathe, wronged want to cry.

But in front of George Sheng, even if she clenched her teeth and clenched her fist, she would never cry again.

George Sheng didn't say anything, no teasing, no comfort, just like he didn't talk about this topic before. He got up from the sofa and walked out.

Song Xi closes her eyes, and her hot tears flow out from the corner of her eyes. She stretches her waist very straight. Only in this way can she not get involved in low back pain because of sobbing.

A few minutes after George Sheng left, the door was knocked. Song Xi slowly opened her eyes, but the door was not closed. She saw Yuanbao standing at the door.

Sitting up with her arms, she asked softly, "what's the matter?"

Yuanbao stepped in, holding a colorful glass bowl in his hand. When he approached, he put the bowl on the bedside table. He said in a voice, "brother Sheng bought the cherry. He's out. If you have something to call me, I'm downstairs."

Song Xi glanced at the bowl next to him. It was full of water red cherries in colorful glass.

Love George Sheng really went out to buy cherries. As expected, he did a full set of plays, without any leakage.

After Yuanbao left, Song Xi lay flat on the bed again. She was a doctor and knew that this posture was the best for her waist, but she never ate the big cherry beside her pillow. She said that the person who wanted to eat cherry was Georges Sheng, not her.

I was in a bad mood. I thought that seeing Cheng Deqing in Yizhou this time would help song Yuanqing. Unexpectedly, Cheng Deqing was very enthusiastic, but he kept quiet about song Yuanqing's problems.

Song Xi is not a fool either. Whether the people in the night city keep their mouths shut or Cheng Deqing keep their mouths shut, she probably knows. She knows that song Yuanqing can't retreat completely this time, but the fact forces her to retreat again and again. Seeing that the road behind her is getting less and less, where can she retreat?

Lying on the bed, Song Xi was preoccupied and fell asleep unconsciously. When he opened his eyes again, he heard someone around him calling softly, "Xi'er, Xi'er?"

Most of the people around Song Xi called her Xiao Xi. Only one of them happily called her Xi'er and said that he wanted to turn her home when Huang Shiren. Song Xi was confused, as if he could not distinguish between dream and reality. The name he knew had been recited thousands of times in his heart almost came out.

But her eyes suddenly became clear. The face in front of her was beautiful, full of power and danger. Who else was there?

Song Xi was startled and even snorted softly.