Chapter 303

George Sheng was very helpful, so when he was happy, he joked with her: "you dare to accept bribes, so you want to go in and accompany your father?"

The first second the voice fell, Georges Sheng regretted it, because he clearly saw Song Xi's face suddenly sinking. It was not that she didn't want to cover it up, but that her emotion was too fast for her to control.

George Sheng regretted for a moment. After regretting, he even had some chest tightness, which was also an instinctive reaction. Before Song Xi could say anything, George Sheng said to himself: "why does the face change so fast? I'm kidding

Song Xi quickly lowered his eyes, not afraid of him, just afraid that he saw the anger and injury in her eyes. After a few seconds, when her heart gradually returned to calm, she opened her lips and said, "I don't think it's funny."

George Sheng didn't want to fall into a cold war with her, so he said, "then I won't say it."

This is the first time that he takes the initiative to step back in front of her. Song Xi is very surprised. Maybe everyone has this kind of inertia. A person who is used to being strong will suddenly step back one day, and the other party will have the illusion of being moved.

Song Xi also doesn't want to break up with him. It's hard for everyone in the cold war. Let's step back and ask for peace.

His face has recovered as usual, Song Xi said: "you are busy, I went back... I'm afraid the dog will bite."

She invisible gave him a signal, she was not angry, sure enough, George Sheng said: "see it bite things, directly hit, it hurt will not bite."

Song Xi whispered, "I'll leave it to you."

George Sheng raised his eyelids and looked at her. Song Xi didn't look at him. He turned around and said, "I'm gone."

She was walking towards the sofa when Georgeson's cell phone rang and he answered the phone. He called, "Mom."

I don't know what Ren Lina said on the phone. Georges Sheng's face changed slightly, and then he said, "OK, I'll take her back."

A take her back, let Song Xi can't help but step slightly Dun, she hasn't come out of the office, hang up the phone George Sheng then got up and said: "don't go."

Song Xi turned to look at him, and George Sheng said, "come home with me."

Song Xi looked at his face, he used to be angry and happy, Song Xi could not see the clue for a moment, no nonsense, go out with him.

Several assistants outside saw them come out together. They looked the same, but in fact they had enough drama in their eyes. When they got on the elevator, one of them said, "today is the longest, 13 minutes and 24 seconds."

Another said: "time goes on longer than time. This time, even people have run away. What's the origin of her?"

"So is the boss. Friends say friends, and girlfriends say girlfriends. What's the matter with takeout?"

Yizhu crossed his arms and looked thoughtful. The other assistants still had to rely on him and asked him what was going on.

Yizhu was silent for a long time, and finally said, "maybe it's a nickname between the boss and his girlfriend?"

The others all look like they are trusting. They've heard of girls and babies. What's the ghost of delivery?

But on second thought, their boss is not an ordinary person. Maybe his hobbies are different from those of normal people?

But there is one thing that has been certified by everyone, that is, Georges Sheng's aesthetic is still very good, and Song Xi is really beautiful.

Take the exclusive elevator to the downstairs parking lot. Song Xi didn't dare to ask anything all the way. Until he got into the car, Song Xi asked tentatively, "what's the matter?"

George Sheng pulled the seat belt with one hand and tied it up. His face was flat and he said, "my father suddenly wants to eat your pimple soup."

Hearing the speech, Song Xi was obviously relieved: "Oh."

George Sheng glanced at her. "What do you think?"

Song Xi shakes her head quickly. How dare she say that she thinks Qiao Dingxiang can't do it.

George Sheng drove Song Xi back to Qiao's old house. They didn't buy anything. Song Xi was still embarrassed when he entered the house empty handed. As a result, Ren Lina didn't show her face for the first time, and said with a kind face: "Zhisheng's father said he wanted to eat your pimple soup, and his aunt was in the kitchen. If she needed anything, she would give it to you."

Song Xi nodded in response: "good."

After she left, Georges Sheng and Ren Lina came to the master bedroom. Qiao Dingxiang was lying on the rocking chair with gray wool blanket on his legs and his eyes closed.

There is a stool beside the rocking chair. Georges Sheng goes over and sits down quietly. Then he reaches out his hand to help Qiao Dingxiang tidy up the blanket.

Qiao Dingxiang closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "when will Zhisheng come back?"

He thought Ren Lina was around him, and Georges Sheng said, "Dad, it's me."

Qiao Dingxiang slowly opened his eyes, and then slowly looked to Georges Sheng. The whole movement took five seconds. George Sheng was forced to admit long ago that Qiao Dingxiang was old, and he had no way to stop it.

"Zhisheng."

"Well, I am."

"Where's your daughter-in-law?"

George Sheng's handsome face didn't change its color: "she's making pimple Soup for you in the kitchen. You don't want to eat what she makes."

Qiao Dingxiang nodded gently. For a few seconds, neither father nor son spoke. After a while, Qiao Dingxiang looked at George Sheng and asked, "did you come back alone?"

George Sheng's chest was stuffy for a moment. He put his hands on his legs and his Adam's Apple moved slightly. Then he returned as usual: "no, I came back with Song Xi. She's in the kitchen. She'll make you pimple soup. It'll be ready in a moment."

Qiao Dingxiang's eyes are no longer clear, but turbid and yellow. He looks at George Sheng almost simply. He asks in his voice, "who is Song Xi?"

George Sheng lowered his eyes. He didn't dare to look into Qiao Dingxiang's eyes. He reached out to help him arrange the blanket. He said back, "my wife, I married Song Xi. Have you forgotten?"

Qiao Dingxiang's face was confused, but soon he was relieved and said, "well, if you get married, I won't have to worry about you any more."

Georges Sheng is stuck in the throat. He is not a person who will show his emotions. Even if his inner emotions are like a volcano, it may be a perpetual iceberg.

Ren Lina stood not far away watching, her eyes were red, but she kept it.

Before long, when the door was knocked, Georges Sheng looked up and found that Song Xi appeared at the door with a tray. They looked at each other and Song Xi walked in.

Ren Lina came forward to meet, Song Xi whispered: "worry about hot."

Georgeson said, "I'll do it."

He got up and took the bowl, scooped a spoonful, took it to his lips to blow the temperature, and then handed it to Qiao Dingxiang.

Song Xi stood on the side quietly, feeling very uncomfortable. She looked at the old Qiao Dingxiang and the still very young Georges Sheng. It was hard to imagine that they were father and son. After all, several times, she almost blurted out to call her grandfather.

Because of the age difference, Song Xi sees Qiao Dingxiang more like an old man in his old age. But in his mind, no matter what Qiao Dingxiang becomes, he is his father.

George Sheng is very sad, isn't he?