Life With You

But this jealous Song Xi couldn't eat it when she was born. George Sheng had no reason to guard her body like a jade, and she had no reason to be sulking for his spending time outside. Now that the female reporter is confirmed, then she shouldn't get angry, or even angry. No excuses are found.

Although she was still uncomfortable, Song Xi was already calm on her face and said in her mouth: "That's because the news on my side is inaccurate."

Yuan Bao said: "Fortunately you asked, otherwise who will carry this scapegoat?"

Song Xi didn't laugh, and had a meal with Yuan Bao at noon. After the meal, he drove her back to the hospital door, and the two said goodbye.

After coaxing Song Xi, Yuan Bao's mental arithmetic is half down. The reason why he said half is because of George Sheng.

Driving back to Haiwei, Yuan Bao came to George Sheng’s office. George Sheng sat in a leather chair. In front of him was an entire team of lawyers who helped him handle the handover of Qiao Dingxiang’s legacy after his death. He was busy dealing with funeral matters before and was somewhat repulsive about these things. , But the adult world does not tolerate emotions, no matter how sad, you have to face it.

The arrival of the ingot gave George Sheng an excuse to call the lawyers out, and that's it for today.

When there were only two of them in the room, George Sheng relaxed unabashedly, leaned back on the chair slightly tired, and lit a cigarette.

Yuan Bao took a cup of sweet milk and put it in front of George Sheng. He leaned on the table and lit a cigarette. He said casually, "I just met Song Xi."

George Sheng's heart moved, but his face remained calm.

Yuan Bao said to herself: "I talked to her for a while, and I don’t know who told her that the female reporter who secretly photographed at Ningshan Cemetery that day|the female film was torn. She asked me if it was true, so I quickly explained After a while, don't let people misunderstand that we are robbing the house and doing no evil."

George Sheng's face was expressionless and his voice was cold: "Excessive."

Yuan Bao turned his head and glanced at him: "What's unnecessary? Is it unnecessary to explain? Are you afraid that Song Xi will misunderstand you?"

George Sheng took a puff of cigarette, the ash bomb was in the ashtray, his face was neither mocking nor indifferent, but he replied with an affront: "Everyone has a brain. It's her business how she thinks."

Yuan Bao said: "That's what I said, but it is clear that someone has been thrown into the black pot and splashed with dirty water. You can tell it in one sentence. Why not? And people like Song Xi have roots in the core values ​​of socialism since childhood. People who grew up under the influence of the edification, can she stand the taint of a female reporter? If she doesn’t make it clear, she might draw a line with us right away."

George Sheng was irritated by these words, and immediately raised his eyelids, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid of her? Who is picking whom now? See who will have less meat after drawing the line."

Yuan Bao saw that George Sheng's eyes were filled with anger, and he hurriedly said: "This is not what Song Xi said. I guessed it. Don't put your energy on her. People didn't say anything. You should ask first. ."

George Sheng snorted from the bottom of his heart, and kept smoking without looking away.

Yuan Bao changed his hand and flicked the soot, and said casually: "I passed by the door of Concord yesterday and saw her helping someone to take a taxi. The person's leg broke and he couldn't stand firmly."

George Sheng was silent for five seconds and his thin lips opened: "Why tell me this? Did I ask?"

Yuan Bao looked dissatisfied: "I'll just talk about it."

George Sheng pulled his face and said, "It's all right."

Yuan Bao suddenly curled his lips and said, "Song Xi hasn't given you fruit recently? If I can eat and drink, I guess my mouth will have dessert."

George Sheng couldn't bear it and looked up at him.

After the ingot, the spine became cold, turned his head, and looked at George Sheng's gaze, and couldn't help but said solemnly: "Did you not rest last night? The red blood is coming out of the eyes."

George Sheng didn't look away, and said quietly: "I doubt if Ji Guanxin and his girlfriend are taking drugs, and tossing from night to morning." For four or five hours, he barely stopped halfway.

Yuan Bao stared slightly and smiled: "You listen to the corner?"

George Sheng said in a deep voice, "Do you think I want to listen? The drunken spring breeze's guest room was designed with no brains. The walls are as thin as paper, and the two heads of the bed are facing each other."

Yuan Bao was about to laugh to death. After laughing for a while, he suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "You have no idea after listening for so long?"

George Sheng looked at him coldly again, Yuan Bao was not afraid of death, joking: "Talk to me."

George Sheng said solemnly: "Five seconds, disappear from my eyes."

Yuan Bao is very acquainted, so he quickly removed his **** from his desk, and then walked outside and said: "Obviously you can go home, you have to stay at night, don't let Song Xi know that you went to Drunk Chunfeng last night, lest there be any I can't tell my mouth."

He would choke the time, and after speaking, people just walked to the door of the room, so George Sheng couldn't say anything even if he wanted to.

Hearing the sound of opening and closing the door, the ingot went out.

George Sheng's ears were finally quiet, and Yuan Bao had always realized from wearing open pants that he knew Yuan Bao too much, just as Yuan Bao knew him too.

Coming to him deliberately and talking about it was nothing more than trying to tell him that Song Xi had nothing to do with the man yesterday.

George Sheng told himself from the bottom of his heart that it was none of his business whether it was related or not. Everyone was free to fall in love, and they weren't really married.

But last night Ji Guanxin had a sudden affair with his woman. The woman screamed so loudly, and he was shocked. Before he could say anything, Song Xi suddenly hung up. Is he angry or jealous?

If it was the anger from before birth, why didn't she hang up early or late, so that she would hang up when the woman next door made a noise?

So after thinking about it, Song Xi hung up because of the latter.

George Sheng is not a dull person, and he guessed that Song Xi was more or less irritated, even jealous before hanging up, so the balance in his heart was indescribable, like when he saw her wearing another man’s coat and holding on The arms of other men were also very angry at that moment.

Now everyone is even.

Song Xi came home from get off work in the evening, and he didn't expect George Sheng to be there. When Song Xi saw him, he thought that last night, he was very uncomfortable, even embarrassed.

But George Sheng said faintly, "I'm back?"

"Ah... why did you come back so early today?"

Since George Sheng spoke first, Song Xi also made a polite sentence.

George Sheng said: "I didn't rest well last night, come back to make up the sleep."

When Song Xi heard this, her mind was even more involuntary. Without looking at his face, she said to herself: "Oh, then you rest early."

George Sheng said: "Yuan Bao said you met today and you asked him about the female reporter."

Song Xi said ‘um’, "I don’t mean anything else, I just want to ask clearly, otherwise I feel uncomfortable."

George Sheng said: "Yuan Bao should have told you very clearly. The female reporter is Ji Guanxin. When you called me last night, they were right next to me. You should hear her move, sound like a bell, no Like someone who has just been violently treated."

Song Xi's mind was very confused. He was thinking of other things. After five seconds, he looked up in George Sheng's direction and asked hesitantly, "You said...that was Ji Guan's new girlfriend last night?"