Chapter 174

"Why should I like you? You're not a dollar bill. " Meng Shaoxuan really did not want to care about this extremely noisy woman, so he just ignored his and increased his pace.

"Then do you like me if I give you US dollars?" When she said those words out of the blue, Meng Shaoxuan actually sneered: "Miss Du, do you know what is the name of a noisy woman like you in China?"

"What?"

"Pfft!" Meng Shaoxuan's lips lightly touched, and two words came out of his mouth. Du Qi was startled, and was about to say something, when she heard a soft, soft laugh, and then a voice that was so fragrant that it felt like one's bones would go soft: "Third Young Master, why did you come out alone? "Come, let me carry you."

Du looked at the girl in the clean shirt. She was very petite. Her face was also very small, but it was also very exquisite. The most beautiful thing was a pair of eyes, they weren't very big, but they were very clear and transparent, and when she looked at a person, her gaze was soft and timid, making even a woman like her feel a little moved.

"What are you laughing at?" Du Xiangyan chased after Shao Xuan, angrily looking at the little girl standing next to him. Little girl.

Song Jing gave a light smile, and even when he was smiling, he looked extremely elegant. Du QIngshan could not help but pout his lips: "You're still laughing, and you're also laughing with Shaoxuan!"

"Miss Du, I don't dare to laugh at you. It's just that when I left the villa earlier, Mr. Dean was looking for you. Please go quickly." Song Jing did not answer her question, but instead lightly changed the topic. As expected, upon hearing what she said, the expression on Du QIngshan's face immediately changed: "Aiya, I need to leave quickly. Thank you Miss Song …."

Even though Du Appearance's actions were bold and aggressive, her personality was straightforward and somewhat silly and adorable. She wasn't angry after being slapped by Shaoxuan just now, but she still sweetly reminded him, "Shaoxuan, I'll come and play with you tonight. Don't try to avoid me anymore!"

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Shao Xuan's reply, Du QIngshan pulled up her skirt and ran away. Song Jing looked at her back, and her delicate lips unconsciously lifted into an unfathomable smile.

She reached out and grabbed Meng Shaoxuan's arm, her voice softer than when she spoke with Du QIngshan: "Third Young Master, the sun is outside, let's go in."

's footsteps paused for a moment and he couldn't help but become absent-minded for a moment. The pair of small hands that held onto his arm were soft and soft like a bone, giving off a faint cool feeling, as if they were extremely similar to her.

She was always cold, and on nights that made his heart ache, he would hug her tightly in his arms and warm her up all night long. When morning arrived, her body would become warm, and her little face that was full of sleep, was tender and tender. Every time he saw her, he couldn't help but hug her and give her a few kisses.

Meng Shaoxuan did not dare think about it, once he thought about her, his heart felt as though someone had stabbed him with a knife. He clenched his teeth tightly, as though all the muscles in his body had tensed up.

He had hands, but he couldn't hug her. He had legs, but he couldn't walk to her side.

She was only separated from him by a long distance, but it was even more difficult to cross than life and death.

Seeing him fall silent, Song Jing couldn't help but be slightly dazzled by the smile on her face. The arm under her palm felt tight and sturdy, still trembling slightly, and a faint flush gradually surfaced on Song Jing's cheeks. She lowered his head, and thought of the photo under his bed that he had never removed from under his pillow.

She looked a little like the girl in the photo, but it was only from a certain angle.

Standing alone on the balcony, he could stand for more than half a day. He did not want anyone to come close to him, and even he, after coming to his side for an entire month, would only occasionally be able to take his arm and help him walk a difficult path.

"Third Young Master, are we going back?" Song Jing opened her mouth once again. She didn't like seeing him being silent, so every time he revealed this kind of expression, it meant that he was thinking about that woman again.

And she loved to see him smile the most, as if all the flowers in the world bloomed in an instant, so beautiful.

Meng Shaoxuan slowly pulled his arm out of Song Jing's grasp. He turned around, and with a face as cold as frost, Song Jing couldn't see his eyes, but she knew that his eyes must be filled with frost, so she lowered his head in embarrassment. He knew that he couldn't see his, but even if she were to be stared at like this through his sunglasses, she would still feel ashamed.

"In the future, I don't need you to take care of me."

As soon as Meng Shaoxuan finished saying these words, his tears immediately started to fall. She took a step forward and grabbed onto Meng Shaoxuan's arm, completely disregarding everything else, "Third Young Master, how have I not done well enough? I'll definitely change it, and beg you, please don't chase me away. I won't be punished if I don't take good care of you …"

Meng Shaoxuan pushed her away again as he turned around, no longer paying any attention to her tears. Song Jing was dazed for a moment, and then chased after his again, but this time, Meng Shaoxuan did not speak. He knew in his heart that if he pushed Song Jing away, he would definitely be in a difficult situation.

The smell was hers alone, and the tone and tone of voice were hers, and even if he couldn't see it, he knew that the woman's expression must have been the same timid, gentle one she was looking at him with, flashing beautiful eyes, misty with tears.

"Don't waste your time. It's useless." Meng Shaoxuan said in a mocking tone, and then continued walking, he was already familiar with the road, so he did not need anyone's help to help him.

Alright then, after chasing Song Jing away, there will be countless more Zhang Jing, Chen Jing, or Song Jing, or Chen Jing. He was tired of them.

He couldn't see a thing, a blind person who was half disabled, a man whose heart was filled with knowledge. No matter how beautiful or enchanting those women were, they were just like her, but they weren't her, so he couldn't see any of them.

Besides, if he really wavered, he would be tricked by these women. If he did, wouldn't that mean that he would ignore him for the rest of his life?

If she ignored him all her life, he might as well have died the day he was born together with his mother. He might as well have been beaten to death in the alley that day.

I will not touch any woman. When you come back one day, you must hug me and kiss me and reward me well.

I miss you so much, more than you miss me, forever, always like this.

The curtains didn't close, and the sunlight sneaked in, flickering on her face. Gradually, it crawled up to her closed eyes and naughtily woke her up from her heavy dreams.

Quiet And Steadfast didn't want to wake up. He stubbornly insisted on continuing with that dream. However, waking up meant waking up, and thus, Shaoxuan had disappeared.

It was a very hot day, but she was unwilling to turn on the cold air. Sweating from her back, she felt a little uncomfortable, quietly knowing that she had bent over to get off the bed, that she had already put on her cold slippers. Her small white feet were exquisite and cute, and her toenails were plump and round like pink seashells.

Her sleep. The clothes were made of silk and silk. They flowed across her skin like water, causing her slippers to click lazily.

After soaking in the bath, his spirit recovered a bit. After quietly changing his clothes and going downstairs to eat some fruits, he suddenly remembered to ask a question: "Where's Shao Ting?"

"Young Master just called and said he was busy. He won't be back for dinner today."

She used a bamboo stick to stick a piece of apple and slowly finished eating. Then she stood up and turned to the kitchen and said, "Make some of the dishes that Young Master likes to eat. I'll send them to the company."

After she finished speaking, she slowly sat down on the sofa again. If she remembered correctly, Meng Shaoqian had told her last time that the board of directors was going to open up in the second half of the year.

These days, Meng Shaoting had treated her quite well and well, just like before. However, what he could not fathom was that it seemed like he and Shen Manjun were slowly approaching each other as well. This news sounded really bad.