Chapter 270

Song xijue's George Sheng is unreasonable. She looks at him without blinking. She tries to suppress her anger and asks, "who asked me to help?"

George Sheng said, "I asked you to find Ye Hongjin, but I didn't ask you to post his son."

The broadness and profundity of words lies in the difference of the whole meaning of the same sentence or word.

Post?

Song Xi was infuriated by this word and couldn't bear it. She was very angry and laughed, "in your eyes, a good feeling is flattering?"

After that, without waiting for George Sheng to reply, she sneered and said, "Our Song family is not as good as before, but I'm not so down as to take the initiative to stick to others."

Who is she for?

If we say that apart from the real childhood friendship, there is one percent of the water content, isn't it for him?

But George Sheng said, "aren't you pasting me now?"

The post here is equivalent to relying on.

Song Xi looks at George Sheng straight away. He is stuck in his throat and can't say a word.

Yes, she really depends on him, so she has to be sneered at by him.

In fact, Georges Sheng wants to say that it's enough for you to post me alone. What's his name? Why did she come here, but this can't be said like this. Seeing the frustration and injury in her eyes for a moment, Georges Sheng regretted it. Didn't he say that he didn't have the same opinion with her?

In a hurry, Song Xi only took a deep look at georgesheng. After a few seconds, she turned and left without saying a word. Georgesheng's throat moved slightly. Looking at her back, he didn't think much about it. He stepped forward to catch up with her long legs and reached for her arm.

Song Xi's elbow jerked back, and most people had been hurt to their chest by her for a long time, but what does Georges Sheng do? Tong Hao and Yuanbao barely tied with him. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it. He didn't use much strength, but Song Xi's thin arms and legs hurt her elbow immediately. He pulled her scalp nerve and hit her tendons.

Can't shout out, Song Xi unbearable facial features frown up, pain to the body bent up, want to squat down.

George Sheng is really embarrassed. Yes, it's embarrassing. He didn't come up to beat her.

Seeing her pain, Georges Sheng let go. Song Xi squatted down in the same place, covering his left elbow with his right hand and burying his face on his arm. Georges Sheng looked down at her, complaining and coaxing for a moment. He was really flustered.

There was a waiter passing by in the corridor. He saw Georges Sheng four or five meters away. There was no turning place. But Georges Sheng's eyes forced the waiter to turn around and walk back.

As soon as the waiter leaves, he looks down at Song Xi. She squats there motionless, her face buried, and her expression can't be seen.

Sipping his lips, he bent down to pull her arm. Song Xi was stubborn and shrugged again.

George Sheng frowned and said in a deep voice, "who are you playing with?"

Song Xi didn't make a sound. After a few seconds, he raised his head, stood up and walked forward without looking at him.

George Sheng saw from the side that her eyelashes were moist and cried.

Song Xi walks two meters away and takes out her cell phone. Georges Sheng doesn't know what she's doing until she suddenly changes her tone and says, "brother Liangliang, I'm sorry, I have something to do. I have to rush to..."

Ye zuti, surrounded by beautiful women, naturally doesn't need Song Xi's company. Song Xi replied with a smile: "OK, contact me another day, I'll invite you to dinner."

Hang up the phone, she put away her cell phone and headed for the elevator not far away.

Georges Sheng stood with her at the entrance of the elevator, looked at her and said, "if you have any dissatisfaction in your heart, just say, what face will you lose?"

Song Xi didn't look at him, but he really said, "I'm ok. You don't have to worry about me." Tone is without waves, if not expressionless, really can not hear is irony.

"Don't be sarcastic with me," said Georgeson

Song Xiwei's invisible chest heaved and heaved. He took a deep breath and suddenly turned to Georges Sheng. She lifted her lips and said with a smile, "what else would I say? You're right. I'm sticking to you now. I always want to know the current affairs. Don't annoy you any day. I don't know how to die. "

George Sheng was so angry that his liver ached when he looked at her smiling face.

No one ever dares to lose face with him, no one dares to shrug him, and no one dares to mock him face to face.

Only Song Xi, a mouthful of her close to him, also afraid to annoy him? What he didn't fear most was to annoy him!

She was laughing, and his face was grim.

With a "Ding" sound, the elevator door opened. Song Xi stepped in and then turned to press the floor.

There is such a moment of strong impulse, Georges Sheng almost rushed in, he thought... Can see her slightly drooping line of sight, tight lips, Georges Sheng again endure, he turned and left, the elevator door is not completely closed, Song Xi Yu Guang glimpsed his back, tears fell down.

He raised his hand to wipe it, and his eyes were moist again. Song Xi's unspeakable grievance seemed stronger than ever before.

Leaving the Forbidden City, Song Xi wants to take a taxi, but where can she go? This kind of twists and turns, as if even the last place to wipe tears are not sad, directly let Song Xi choked out.

She was standing on the side of the street. A taxi stopped in front of her. The driver was looking at whether she wanted to go.

Song Xi hung his head very deep, opened the back door, sat in and said a place.

Half an hour later, the car stops. Song Xi gives money to get off the car, and then goes forward with her eyes down. She goes back to the government community. She has no other idea, so she wants to go back to her home.

The door card in her hand is still valid. She swipes the card into the community, slowly goes forward, and finally comes to the familiar floor. Song Xi subconsciously looks up and doesn't think much about it until she sees the dark floor and the light is on.

For a moment, Song Xi was in a trance. She knew it was impossible to make a mistake, but she still looked left and right, and finally looked at the unit number. Yes, this is her home.

But why is the light on upstairs?

Is song Yuanqing back?

Song Xi's mind is full of only this idea, but he doesn't even think about it. He swipes his card and goes upstairs.

Since Song Yuanqing's accident, this is her first time to go upstairs. Before, she couldn't think about it. She only dared to stand downstairs and have a look.

When the elevator door opens, Song Xi looks at the familiar fire hydrant in front of her. She feels that this is a normal day. She comes back from work and opens the door for a while. Maybe old song is watching the news at home instead of socializing today.

No one knows Song Xi's mood of standing in front of her door, but she is afraid to ring the doorbell. Her reason tells her that this is not a dream, and old song can't come back, but she still wants to deceive herself. What if it is? If the door opens, song Yuanqing stands there and asks why she came back so late today?

Everything is possible, isn't it?

I don't know how many times I took a deep breath. Song Xizhong pressed the doorbell. Soon after, a female voice came from the door: "who is it?"