Chapter 311

Song Xi can't help looking at the speech. She is not a schemer, but it was song Yuanqing who brought it up, and she suddenly realized it.

Yes, the death of Qiao Dingxiang has another major stake in front of her, that is, her marriage to Georges Sheng.

With George Sheng's temperament, if he doesn't want to and doesn't care, who can force him?

These days she patronizes and feels sorry for Georges Sheng, but she doesn't realize that her own interests are also involved.

Seeing that Song Xi's face changed obviously, song Yuanqing misunderstood that she was worried about having nothing to rely on outside, so she quickly said, "Xiao Xi, don't be afraid. I'll ask someone to take a message to Georges Sheng and talk to him again."

Voice down, Song Xi pause for a few seconds, as if waking up from a dream, eyes clear back: "Dad, I'll discuss something with you."

"You said

"If George Sheng doesn't want to continue this marriage, don't embarrass him anyway."

Looking at Song Xi's face, song Yuanqing seems to want to see some clues from her calm face. However, Song Xi just smiles and says softly: "I didn't know him before. Everyone went to the shelves for their own benefit. Now I know him well. I take him as my friend. I don't want to force him to do anything for me any more..."

After two seconds, Song Xi confidently added: "and I believe that with our current friendship, even without this marriage certificate, he will still help me if I have something to do."

Song Yuanqing seriously looked at Song Xi for a long time, "is it Georges Sheng who asked you to say that to me?"

Song Xi saw the suspicions in Song Yuanqing's eyes and the unbearable unhappiness, and said with a smile: "no, I really get along well with him now. I've been helping him to cure insomnia recently, and he also beat around the Bush to help me finish my graduation thesis. Dad, do you want to believe in my character, and it's so difficult for him to make friends with me?"

Song Yuanqing looked at her and sighed silently after a few seconds: "Dad is afraid that he will bully you."

When Song Xi heard the speech, he felt a little touched in his heart, so he said, "Dad, I don't think he bullied me. On the contrary, it's our relationship. A lot of times, I think we bullied people."

Song Yuanqing finally stopped looking and said with emotion: "if you want to talk about who has the ability to cover the sky, I can only think of the Qiao family. If it's not necessary, your father won't entrust you to him. If you're not happy, he's not happy. You don't have to report good or bad every time. I'm not familiar with George Sheng, but I know his father best, Like father, like son... You must be wronged when you are out. "

Song Xi's eyes are more red. He goes to hold song Yuanqing's hand across the table and tries to smile and say, "what is a little wronged? You have said that those who have not been wronged these days can not do anything great. "

Song Yuanqing held Song Xi's hand tightly and held back his tears. After a while, he said, "Dad has wronged you."

Father and daughter talked for more than half an hour, and song Yuanqing finally agreed to Song Xi that no matter what decision George Sheng made in the future, he would not take Qiao Dingxiang's handle to threaten the Qiao family. In Song Xi's words, "the dead is great. No matter what the outside world thinks of Qiao Dingxiang, in my heart, he is a very kind old man. People die like lights out, It's all over. "

Song Yuanqing respects Song Xi's decision, because his daughter has no choice but to save face. Since she has made such a decision, there must be a reason why she must do so.

He thinks that Song Xi is determined to eat George Sheng, so he doesn't care about this amulet. But in fact, Song Xi is not sure. The only thing she relies on is her heart.

She doesn't want to keep the marriage relationship with George Sheng from her heart, so he wants to dissolve it. There's no reason for her to be shameless.

Besides, she gave him freedom to do whatever he wanted.

On the way back from Song Yuanqing, Song Xi suddenly felt lost, even inexplicably afraid.

Before, she always wanted to call George Sheng, but now she was afraid that he would call her, because maybe when they sit together again, what they talk about is not about his family, but between them.

Taking into account the time when he "gave" her protection, they have known each other for more than half a year. For half a year, Song Xi thought that every second was as old as a year, but now in the blink of an eye, they just come here.

If it really can last for three years, it must be three years.

Song Xi doesn't want to call George Sheng any more. He doesn't even ask Yuanbao. If he wants to find her, he will call her.

Sure enough, on the fifth day after Qiao Dingxiang's death, Song Xi received a call from George Sheng. Looking at the "s" flashing on the screen, Song Xi hesitated for four or five seconds to answer.

"Hello?" She tried to keep her voice as usual.

George Sheng's voice came from his mobile phone: "are you free today?"

Song Xi answered: "yes, what's the matter?"

George Sheng said, "go straight back to Cuicheng mountain after work in the evening. I have something to tell you."

Song Xi's voice is as usual: "good."

As soon as the phone hangs up, Song Xi works as usual. Her face and heart are very calm. When she drives home from work and the key is inserted into the door, Song Xi suddenly thinks, in case, in case Georges Sheng mentions divorce, what kind of expression will she respond to?

calm?

smile?

More than a smile?

Tell him that's what she wants, too?

Confused, Song Xi simply doesn't care. He opens the door and stands in the porch. After changing his shoes, he goes inside.

The light in the living room was on, but Georges Sheng was not there. Song Xi guessed that he was in the master bedroom on the second floor. She went back to the room on the third floor first. She wanted to put down her bag and go to find him, but in fact she sat beside the bed in a trance, almost half evasive, and refused to act.

I don't know how long, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour, Song Xi's mobile phone suddenly rings. She takes it out and finds that it's George Sheng.

Today, I have to talk to the gongs and drums face to face. I can't run away.

Song Xi got on the phone and said, "right now, I just packed something."

George Sheng's unexpected good temper, no hurry and no delay, said: "I wait for you, after busy down a trip."

"Good."

Hang up the phone, Song Xi brain can not help but think of a word, people will die, his words are good. Although this is not quite right with the current mood, neither she nor Georges Sheng is dying, but it may be that he is going to talk about divorce later, so now she is very gentle.

After all, I've been under the same roof for such a long time, and I'm always a little compassionate.

Song Xi used to change his pajamas when he got home. He didn't change his pajamas today. He went to the second floor in the afternoon to find George Sheng.

There was a knock on the door, and inside came her low voice: "come in."

Song Xi pushes the door in and turns around the corner. He sees George Sheng sitting on the sofa. He is still in his usual black suit, smoking, or the cigarette has not been broken, because the ashtray is already covered with a layer, full of the smell of smoke in the room.

Song Xi's heart is already in chaos, but his mouth says as usual: "what can I do for you?"