Of course, George Sheng didn't appear in front of Song Xi on a whim. Just as Gu Dongxu didn't "happen" to receive a call from the Bureau, everything was already ready.

George Sheng found out that Song Xi had met Gu Dongxu before, and he had come back to Gu Dongxu's house from the outside. At that time, he had only one idea in his mind. Although he and Song Xi were falsely married, he couldn't care what she was like outside, but the premise was that rabbits could not eat grass beside the nest.

So he transferred Gu Dongxu, thinking for a while, he opened the door. If Song Xi was at home, he would say two words to her: divorce.

He doesn't care whether Song Xi and Gu Dongxu are friends or friends. He's not a member of the investigation team. In short, he's a lonely man with few girls. In the middle of the night, he doesn't wear the potential green hat. As soon as the door is opened, he hears Han Chunmeng's voice. Georges Sheng is at ease. He doesn't say a word of nonsense. He comes and goes in a hurry.

He took the elevator downstairs, just went to the black private car parked at the gate of the community, and before he opened the door, Song Xi's voice came from behind, "wait a minute."

George Sheng turns around, Song Xi steps up to him, looks at him and says, "are you looking for Dong Xu? He just left. There's something in the Bureau

George Sheng, as always, said coldly, "I'm looking for you."

Song Xi was a little surprised, but soon recovered to his normal state of mind and asked, "what can I do for you?"

George Sheng said, "Harley is riding nearly 150. Do you want to die?"

Song Xi looks directly at George Sheng, but it's not angry or anything else. He drinks too much and his reaction is a little slow.

A few seconds later, she didn't open her eyes and whispered back: "I didn't want to die, and I didn't plan to make trouble for others. I know how many kilos and how many skills I have."

George Sheng said: "I don't like to meddle in my own business. It's just that you have a problem outside. Don't blame me for my poor protection. Your every move will affect me."

Song Xi thought of song Yuanqing, secretly opened his mouth to breathe, slowed down and said: "I know."

Georges Sheng is still a cold voice mixed with a trace of disgust, "now how many pairs of eyes in the night city are staring at you, you have a little bit of control in other people's hands, your father will only add to the crime."

The implication is that, sad also want to hide in no one's place, steal sad, don't run to the street.

Song Xi has never been bowed. His heart seems to be filled with a huge stone. He can't breathe.

She wanted to lose her temper or yell at Georgeson with the strength of wine, but after drinking so much wine, she still kept a sense and knew who she was and who was in front of her.

The lip petal opens, she silently moved a few times, a long time just found the voice, neither hot nor cold, neither salty way: "not in the future."

In fact, Georges Sheng had a plan in his heart for a long time. If Song Xi didn't agree with him, he would try his best to make song Yuanqing regret threatening him. But Song Xi could bear it. Every time he thought she couldn't bear it, she would bear it again.

Just like now, Song Xi is suffering to death, but in front of George Sheng, she doesn't cry or get angry. She has no complaint or grievance. Except for a pair of eyes that are always red and swollen, she buries all her thoughts in the bottom of her heart and doesn't reveal half of them to George Sheng.

George Sheng met many women, such as Song Xi. She was the only one. If he hadn't seen her burning and crying last night, he would have mistakenly thought that she was wearing a bell jar and iron cloth shirt, as if she were invulnerable.

Standing in the same place, George Sheng's beautiful but indifferent fox eyes glared at Song Xi for a moment, thin lips opened, and suddenly said: "get on the bus."

Song Xi doesn't know where Georges Sheng is going to take her. She mechanically opens the front passenger's door. She admires that she still remembers when Georges Sheng is driving. She doesn't like her sitting in the back, so he will think he is her driver.

Song Xi forgot how many cans of beer she had drunk. Now she was dizzy, especially when she got into the car. The large leather seat was soft and comfortable, which made her sleepy. She even forgot to fasten her seat belt. George Sheng reminded her, "fasten your seat belt."

Song Xi's movements are mechanical. Before the safety belt is fastened, Georges Sheng has stepped on the gas pedal. She just feels that her body is inertia and the car is rushing to the road.

It's past midnight, and there are not too many cars on the road, but it's not without them. Georgeson stepped on the accelerator, and the pointer on the dial instantly exceeded 100.

His speed is too fierce, Song Xi did not expect, a spirit, wine suddenly went most.

In the night city, the speed limit can't exceed 60. Even if there is no traffic police on guard, no one dares to disobey the rules. But George Sheng himself is an exception. Looking at the night city, who dares to trouble him? It is fortunate that he does not trouble others.

In this way, George Sheng, with a cold and handsome face, drives quickly over the cars in front. Fortunately, he knows to wait for the red light. When he reaches the stop line, he stops with a sudden brake. Song Xi rushes forward, and the seat belt makes her feel uncomfortable.

When waiting for the red light, Georgeson lit a cigarette. After taking a puff, he held his slender index finger and middle finger and stretched out the window to flick ash.

Song Xi didn't feel very well in his stomach. He thought he would go home after a while, so he didn't speak.

When the red light turns green, Georges Sheng still takes the lead, and the speed goes up to more than one hundred and two. Song Xi leans back against the leather seat, and the wind from the window blows her hair. She can hardly open her eyes.

All the way to three red lights, every time is a sudden brake, finally when George Sheng stopped the car, Song Xi rushed out of the car, a few steps to the side of the road, bent over to retch, she thought she would vomit, but it was just uncomfortable, vomit to the rim of the eye hot, or nothing.

George Sheng also got out of the car and stood on the side of the road to light a cigarette. Song Xi bent over, supported his knees with one hand and stroked his chest with the other. He couldn't stand up for a long time.

"If you regret it, tell me at any time that it's not a problem to send you abroad," he said

Song Xi turned her back to George Sheng. She wanted to stand up straight, but she felt weak all over. She felt like she fainted in the bathroom last night. She was afraid that she really fainted, so she just squatted down slowly. Finally, she directly sat down on the road and said, "I won't go."

Instead of looking at her, Georges Sheng said, "if you don't go away, you'll wash your face with tears all day long and indulge in wasting. Or do you plan to spend the next seven years drinking and having fun every day?"

Song Xi was silent. Georges Sheng took a cigarette to his lips. After a puff, he vomited out white smoke. After a while, he said, "either admit that you can't carry it, and leave the place of right and wrong; Or simply pretend to be perfect, so that everyone can not see your weakness. As you are now, your slogans are louder than anyone else's, but in fact, you are living like a wimp. Who can you show me? "