Song's love letter

Chapter 185 Condolences
When the girl was emotional just now, when the girl spoke, she cried weakly: "Hello?"

Song Ji stood in Jinzhou's chairman's office, looking at the scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, ignoring Song Jue's probing eyes, and frowned, "Who bullied you?"

Ruan Shu subconsciously denied: "No one"

He didn't ask, but just spoke softly, with a conniving and gentle tone, he said, "I'll take you home, no more military training, okay?"

Suddenly wronged.

Many times, the reason why people choose to be strong is because they have nothing to rely on, but if someone is willing to shelter from the wind and rain, who would choose to be strong by themselves?
She choked with sobs and said, "Okay."

Not long after, a group of women in neat uniforms walked into the dormitory, and the first one said respectfully: "Miss Ruan, we will clean up for you here. Mr. Song is waiting for you downstairs."

Ruan Shu didn't care about the jealousy or complicated eyes of the girls in the dormitory, and ran out quickly.The dormitory is on the sixth floor. When I ran all the way down, my heart beat so fast that I almost lost my balance.

On that summer day, the sun was overwhelming and the air was hot.She met Song Ji at the door of the bedroom.

He stood against the light, his face made of jade was exquisite and beautiful, and his eyes were full of tiny light.He said, "Wanwan, come here."

The unparalleled pampering in the world.

When I woke up, it was too cruel.

Ruan Shu looked at the chandelier on the ceiling of the bedroom, and finally burst into tears.

Ruan Shu knew what Song Ji was angry about. He was angry with her distrust and suspicion.

People in this world, who are not struggling in love, can't control the pain, can finally get happiness.Everyone said that Song Ji loved her, but the more she knew about it, the more confident she would be.

Today, no one is special.
s city.

The shareholder referendum meeting participated by Jinzhou Capital ended perfectly, and all the proposals put forward were passed, which opened the curtain for the killing battle that lasted for several months.

Song Ji remained expressionless from the beginning to the end, and even when he spoke on stage at the last moment, there was no smile at all.His tone is cool and straight, and his indifference can make people freeze.

But despite this, it still cannot match the determination of reporters from various platforms to continue.Freezing is a small matter, but performance is not a major issue, and any fool knows how to choose.

All of a sudden, the mysterious and unpredictable President Jin Zhou was reported by various media in S city.And what followed was more romantic affairs.Even though Song Ji already has a family, there are still ladies and celebrities from all walks of life chasing after him.

Some media have taken photos of him, his face is exquisite to the point of being horrific, and he can withstand all kinds of tricky angles.

It's just that he always has the same expression, gentle and unhuman.On the other hand, beside him, there are always different types of women smiling at the camera, never being cold.

Jinzhou's public relations failed unprecedentedly this time, and these photos were allowed to spread from city s to city c.

Ruan Shu couldn't see Song Ji, but she could hear about him every day when she worked in Jinzhou.

Where did he appear with that woman, and what happened...

And so on, hard to guard against.

Ruan Shu asked her boss for a long vacation, and blindly brought her ostrich mentality to the extreme.It seems that as long as you deliberately close your eyes and ears, and don't listen or ask, you can hide in your comfort zone and block all external information.

The days passed slowly and silently.In a blink of an eye, it was the night before Su Jimu's funeral.

A whole half a month has passed.

Ruan Shu finally plucked up the courage to call Song Ji, but the voice on the other end made her feel like she was struck by lightning.

On the other end was a sweet, young girl's voice: "Who are you?"

Ruan Shu opened her mouth and said in a daze, "Where is Song Ji?"

"He just fell asleep, do you want me to call him for you?" the girl asked enthusiastically.

"...No need." She finished softly, and hung up the phone without waiting for any reaction from the person over there.

A sense of grievance that could not be ignored came to mind.But there was another voice that told him firmly that Song Ji would never do anything to be sorry for him.

Not only where did the self-confidence come from, but even I find it very funny.

Ruan Shu booked a flight ticket to City A that night, planning to attend Su Jimu's funeral.

The plane slowly left the ground, and my mood also began to fluctuate.Ruan Shu closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep.

When you fall asleep, you won't be thinking about it
Song Ji slept lightly. Although the conversation just now was extremely quiet, he still woke up.

The girl in front of me was sent by a cooperative company. She has big eyes and is seventeen or eighteen years old. She looks very much like Ruan Shu.

People who have close friends with Song Ji will know that he has a cleanliness obsession, no matter how similar he looks, except for Ruan Shu, he cannot accept it.

But this company is obviously working together for the first time, and it has done some stupid things in its own way.

But at this time, Song Ji's attention was not on this girl, but on the mobile phone in her hand.

He spoke with a cold tone, extremely cold: "When did you come in? Who allows you to touch my things?"

The girl was frightened by his tone, and put the phone on the bed tremblingly, her voice was tinged with tears: "Mr. Song, the phone rang just now. I was afraid that it would disturb your rest, so I answered it for you."

Song Ji's complexion was even uglier, he sneered, and asked softly, "Whose phone number?"

"Above. It shows Wanwan." The girl hurriedly explained: "I didn't see the note as something related to work, so I picked it up for you. I wanted to say that it's ok. I can let you take a rest. "

My heart shrank involuntarily.

Such a smart fool really tested Song Ji's good temper.

He reached out to grab the cell phone on the bed, his face sank into the water, and a word escaped from his lips, it was very light, but the pressure was very heavy: "Get lost."

The girl ran out in a hurry, for fear of being half a step late.

Song Ji turned to the call record and wanted to call back.But thinking about what day it is today, he stopped his movements.

The next moment, he slammed the phone on the wall and it fell apart.

Anger is almost overwhelming.

Did he come to tell him that he was going to attend Su Jimu's funeral tomorrow?But what is there to say?Could it be that she won't go if he doesn't allow it?
He sneered, his eyes were as cold as ice, so cold that there was no warmth.

The funeral was prepared by Su Jubei, neither Su Xijing nor Tang Tang came.

The place of the funeral was arranged in the largest church in city C. Su Jubei deliberately held the funeral to be extremely grand, as if to make up for something that could never be made up.

It's just that there are some things that can never be compensated by the magnificence of the scene.

Ruan Shu wore a knee-length black skirt with a small white flower pinned to her chest. After expressing her condolences to Su Jubei, she followed the crowd into the church.

A priest was reading a eulogy, and countless musicians were playing music, creating a solemn atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)