moonlight lure

Qi Heng sighed and said, "I was the one who introduced you two to each other in the first place. You have been together for so many years, and I always get angry every time you separate."

She smiled and looked at him: "Why are you so angry? It's between me and him."

He clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "Am I not your brother? How can I not get angry after introducing such an unreliable man to my sister?"

Song Shiwei was silent for a moment, holding the spoon and said calmly: "He is not unreliable, he is just not suitable for me." The person in front of him continued to ask: "I see that he resigned recently and is no longer in the hospital?"

She hummed.

Qi Heng shook his head and smiled and sighed: "Originally, half of the reason my family wanted you to get married was because of his work unit, but this time they have nothing to say."

Song Shiwei ate the food without saying anything. He then asked: "How have you been doing recently? There is a new doctor in our hospital. He is very young and good-looking."

Song Shiwei raised her face helplessly: "Isn't it enough that you introduced one to me?"

Qi Heng raised his fork and vowed: "This young man is really good this time. His research direction is promising and he is stable. The leader likes him very much. If you have no one to choose recently, why not meet with him first and let's talk about it later."

Song Shiwei rubbed his eyebrows and decided to take the initiative to confess, otherwise he would find his sister-in-law to continue to persuade him: "I am now"

A childish voice suddenly sounded in my ear: "Auntie! Your dog called!"

This western restaurant has high prices and an elegant and quiet environment, but the air at this moment has risen to silence.

The people at the next table heard the sound and silently cast meaningful glances. Of course, the one who reacted the most was Qi Heng, who was closest to her. His facial muscles twitched and jumped repeatedly between "Unbelievable" and "So that's how it is".

Song Shiwei: "..."

The little guy next to him was still blinking his big eyes and said innocently: "Auntie, where did you buy such a smart dog? I want it too!"

Stop talking, eldest niece.

Song Shiwei lowered her head and gestured to Qi Sheng, telling her to keep quiet in public.

She picked up her phone and whispered to Qi Heng, "I'll go out first."

After Song Shiwei left, Qi Sheng stepped off the chair and climbed to the seat on his father's side, hugging his legs and acting coquettishly: "Dad, I want a puppy too! Can you buy me one too?"

The old father looked at his daughter's cute little face with a complex expression for a long time, then touched her head and said earnestly: "Baby, don't worry, there are some things you will have when you grow up!"

Ji Yanchen stood waiting on the pedestrian street outside the store. As soon as he saw the other person, he put on a pretty face and hit him with a bag.

He hugged her into his arms and let her vent her anger. While stroking her hand, he lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Shiwei squeezed it out through her teeth: "The note you changed is so embarrassing!"

His reaction was calm, and he could stand and speak without pain in his back: "It's embarrassing for me as well. What are you afraid of?"

Seeing that her cold face was still gloomy, Ji Yanchen became serious and said seriously: "Who is laughing at you? Take me back and show them."

Song Shiwei kicked his feet in annoyance: "What do you think is so good?"

The person in front of her hugged her waist and asked in a serious voice in her ear: "Don't I look good, Master?"

In the hot summer night when people were coming and going, the warmth crept into her eardrums, making Song Shiwei's heart beat softly.

Under the neon light, his facial features were even more erect and handsome. His cold black eyes always looked at her with a smile, giving people the illusion of being particularly favored.

She was quiet for a few seconds, then lowered her eyelashes and gently changed the subject: "Just finished your work?"

He hummed, held her hand and walked forward: "Have you eaten enough tonight?"

"I'm full."

Song Shiwei raised her eyes and looked at his profile, "You haven't eaten yet?"

"Well, I didn't care."

"What should we eat first?"

Ji Yanchen glanced at the shop sign on the street in front, guessed her preferences, and asked, "Do you want Japanese food?"

“I just had it for lunch”

Halfway through the words, Song Shiwei subconsciously kept silent, paused for a moment, and said, "But I can't eat anymore. If you want to eat, you can go." The person next to him nodded and asked casually: "You went out with your colleagues at noon?"

She didn't want to get into trouble: "Yes."

The two of them entered the store. Ji Yanchen ordered ramen and some snacks.

Song Shiwei blew a ball slowly with a small mouth. After a while, she asked the person in front of her: "Is there any progress?"

He took a sip of water and said quietly: "It's almost the same."

"Is it stressful?"

"Yuan Ye and the others are under a lot of pressure."

She raised her eyes and looked at him: "Isn't Hongjing's place not easy to get?"

He hummed: "When they went to investigate today, Zhang Ming's people were very polite and cooperative, but they also made it clear that they couldn't find anything here, so they didn't have to waste time coming here."

Song Shiwei said in surprise: "So blatant?"

Ji Yanchen nodded: "After all, Hong Jing is behind it."

The two of them looked at each other and understood the rest of the unspoken words.

The waiter in kimono came up with ramen, said respectfully, and stepped away.

Song Shiwei stared blankly at the steam on the noodle bowl and tentatively said, "What if."

Ji Yanchen picked up the chopsticks and raised his eyes: "What?"

She was not sure and said: "If there is someone inside Hongjing who can spread the information."

He subconsciously asked: "Who?"

Song Shiwei remained silent.

In fact, she hadn't fully thought about it, should she introduce Ming Xu to them?

But looking at her hesitant expression, Ji Yanchen already understood who she was talking about.

His handsome face suddenly darkened, and he spoke lukewarmly: "Hongjing is your friend's way to get rich. Do you think you can convince him to cut off his own way of making money?"

Song Shiwei felt that his tone was harsh, she frowned and blurted out: "He came to me on his own initiative and said he wanted to help."

Mid-sentence she realized something was broken.

The eyes of the person in front of her suddenly became more sinister. He looked at her with an unclear expression for a long time, and then asked quietly: "Did you go out with him at noon?"

Song Shiwei knew that eating with Ming Xu was a trivial matter, but her behavior of concealing him was more serious.

She felt she was in the wrong, but firstly she didn't mean to do it, and secondly the two of them were arguing. She didn't want to lower her head, so she looked away and said calmly: "We are talking about work now."

His voice was colder than ever before, which made her feel strange: "It's my non-working time now." Song Shiwei didn't expect that he would react so loudly, she paused for a moment, then stepped back: "Let's not talk anymore, you can eat first. "

The two of them finished the dinner in silence in a low-pressure atmosphere that made people sit on pins and needles.

They originally planned to go for a walk in the night market after dinner, but they naturally gave up in this atmosphere. After coming out of the restaurant, the two of them went straight to the car one after the other.

Song Shiwei really felt that this trivial matter would not lead to a cold war, so she took the initiative to sue for peace on the way: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just didn't want you to think too much about him."

The face of the person next to him did not soften. He was silent for a while and commented coldly: "I think your proposal is not feasible. It has nothing to do with his relationship with you. It is because this person's character is not good and he cannot be trusted."

Song Shiwei was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Why do you say his character is not good?"

She didn't want to speak for Ming Xu, but she had been with him for five years and her judgment on him was well-founded, but was it too arbitrary to make such a definition just because she had met him once?

But what Ji Yanchen heard was that she was protecting him.

He stared at the road ahead with an expressionless face, and his calm voice contained danger: "You mean he is [-]% trustworthy and can be entrusted with important tasks?"