Chapter 428

I've known Song Xi for a long time, and there are only a few times I've seen her dress up like this. In the past, Georges Sheng could appreciate her beauty rationally, but at this moment, he just felt dazzling.

Who is she going to see?

This is the only voice in Georgeson's heart.

Song Xi looks at his cold and handsome face, and his heart is full of ups and downs. But the more sad he is, the more beautiful the smile on her face is.

With lipstick on his lips, Song Xi took the initiative to say, "are you going to the company? Shall I drop you off? "

She just said it casually. Unexpectedly, Georges Sheng said, "just right."

Song Xi heart meal, two people go downstairs together, during Song Xi asked: "get up so early, didn't sleep well last night?"

George Sheng's face was expressionless: "I had a good sleep last night."

Song Xi lips light hook: "yes, rare ah."

"When you are in a good mood, you sleep well," said Georgeson

Song Xi's chest is stagnant, accompanied by blunt pain, as if he had been beaten hard and almost vomited blood.

A few seconds later, song Xixiao said: "in the future, we should keep in a good mood, you see me, never insomnia."

They put on their shoes at the entrance, and then go out together. Originally, Georges Sheng was going to drive by himself. Now he pulled off his co driver and got into Song Xi's car.

As soon as Song Xi thought about the next half hour, he would be in the same space with Georges Sheng. He was full of how to control his expression and mood. Don't bow your head. The crown would fall.

Looking ahead, Song Xi pretends to drive seriously. In fact, what she thinks in her heart is how she gets along with Georges Sheng in ordinary times. Should she not be so silent all the way?

To be fair, she really didn't want to talk to him, but she didn't want him to see the slightest difference. For her, face is much more important than heartache. Thinking about it, Song Xi said, "Hey, let me ask you something."

George Sheng is sitting in the front passenger's seat. He doesn't expect Song Xi to take the initiative to speak. For a moment, he can't say whether he is happy or angry. He didn't want to talk to her, but he replied: "say it."

Song Xi looks curious: "who is the white moonlight in your heart?"

George Sheng's face seemed unchanged, but his eyes suddenly sank. He didn't open his mouth. Song Xi said to himself, "what are you waiting for when you don't go after someone for so long? You don't know how to chase, do you want me to teach you some tricks? "

She didn't look at Georgeson's face, and Yu Guang couldn't see anything clearly. Georgeson was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "she's different from you."

Song Xi listen into the ear, become you are not the same, you don't compare with her.

At the bottom of his heart, song Xiyang suddenly became angry and began to smile: "isn't she a woman? What's different? Don't say you like a man. "

George Sheng looked ahead, his face was cold, but his voice was not hot or cold. He said faintly: "she would not say such words."

Song Xi was stabbed several times by George Sheng in succession, and he laughed angrily: "well, he really has a good heart, which is so different."

"I don't know what you're comparing," Georges said in a calm voice

Song Xi's reaction is very big, and it's clear that it's quick. She glances at Georges Sheng, and she laughs back: "I'm curious, OK? Compared with her, I don't like you

She sneered away from her eyes, smiling for a long time. Georges Sheng in the co driver's office was on the verge of rage, and no one dared to stab him in the face, again and again.

Thin lips opened, Georges Sheng is really angry, tooth for tooth: "don't explain to me, I know who you like, the key you like, people don't like you."

Song Xi's expression suddenly changed. She changed because it had formed an obstacle in her heart. She couldn't hear it, so she would instinctively stand on guard. What's more, it came out of Georges Sheng's mouth. But in Georges Sheng's opinion, it is the reflection that she really cares about Shen Zhaoyi. She can't even listen.

The more she couldn't listen, the more he said, "where's your ex boyfriend? Is there no connection between you? What I said last night is still in the shelf life. If you want to see him, no matter how far he goes, I can bring him back. "

Song Xi's face was expressionless, looking ahead: "after catching it back? Can you make him love me? "

Her voice was very stiff, and there was no anger when she listened carefully. However, Georgeson could not take care of this, and his face suddenly became ugly. The last second, he was secretly happy for his counterattack. This second, he suddenly tasted the taste of heartache.

She not only didn't like him, but also told him to find a way to make Shen Zhaoyi fall in love with her.

The car was quiet, as if there was no sound of breathing. For a long time, when Song Xi had forgotten what he had said in the last sentence, Georgeson's indifferent voice rang out from his side. He said: "love is so humble, it sounds like a real loss."

Song Xi squeezed the steering wheel hard, taut face, a few seconds later, the same voice indifferently back: "my love does not need other people's comments."

others?

George Sheng's lips seemed to be lightly hooked, and then said in a sarcastic tone: "when you use others, try your best to get along with them. They are either partners or friends. When you can't use them, they are others..."

Song Xi didn't say a word, and Georges Sheng was silent. After a while, he picked up his cell phone, made a call and told the other party where to wait for him.

Song Xi is also an understanding person. As soon as she turns the front of the car, she drives towards the position that Georges Sheng just said. It's only five minutes before and after that. She stops the car by the side of the road. Georges Sheng gets off the car without turning back and gets on the black private car in the back.

Song Xi didn't stop for a moment. He stepped on the accelerator and drove away quickly.

On the way to the hospital, Song Xi kept reciting in his heart. He was not angry. He was not angry. He didn't feel sad. He just didn't like her. It's no big deal. She wasn't hurt or frustrated. What's this little thing?

She tried her best to persuade herself, eyes stare big, but tears still do not strive to roll down from the lower eyelashes, a big bean, keep flowing down.

Song Xi takes a deep breath, raises her hand and erases it. Thinking about the hard days a year ago, she has survived. As long as people don't die, the pain will pass sooner or later.

All the way to the hospital, Song Xi arranges her make-up in the car. Then she pushes the door and takes the elevator upstairs. When her colleagues and nurses see her, they all praise her for her beautiful clothes and shoes. Is the bag Limited?

Song Xi smiles and talks to everyone, as if in a good mood.

Until he meets Han Chunmeng in the lounge, Han looks at Song Xi from head to foot. Finally, his eyes are fixed on Song Xi's face, and he asks suspiciously, "what's your stimulation?"

As Song Xi changed his clothes, he said, "what kind of stimulation do you have to be in a good mood?"

Han Chunmeng said: "if you don't come here, there are only two situations where you will dress up. One is that you are in a good mood, and the other is that you are in a bad mood. I'll point out that you are the latter."