She walked out with her bag. Her eyes unconsciously searched the lobby, but she never saw the familiar figure. After what happened just now, she actually didn't know how to face him, but she couldn't help looking for him everywhere.
Has he left? I didn't see Du Hui in the box just now.
Song Zhixing deliberately slowed down his pace, looking back unwillingly every few steps. However, even if he walked slowly, he still reached the door.
It was already autumn, and the weather in Jude City was cool. She walked out in her skirt, and the night wind made her feel cool all over. At this moment, she was much more awake. Just as she was about to walk to the side of the street to stop a car, a familiar car suddenly drove over and stopped steadily on the side of the road.
Her heart skipped a beat, and the passenger window slowly rolled down, and the familiar face gradually came into view under the street lights. Tang Yu was driving himself, and Du Hui was not in the car.
"Get in the car." Tang Yu spoke, still in a calm and cold tone.
Song Zhixing had no time to think about anything else. When he came to his senses, he was already in the car. Tang Yu didn't say anything and drove quietly.
The carriage was very quiet. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Song Zhixing felt that he was no longer as cold as before when facing her at this moment. Well, when they were toasting in KTV tonight, he was still cold. Now he looks pretty good, and he must be in a much better mood than before.
Song Zhixing was thinking about all sorts of things, but she couldn't stand the silence in the car for so long. She kept thinking about what she had just said to Taozi. She was very conflicted, and worried that Tang Yu would hear it, but she also hoped that he would hear it. She reached out to turn on the radio, but before she pressed the radio button, Tang Yu said, "Is that your classmate?"
"..." Song Zhixing's fingers trembled and he slowly retracted them.
Dead! Dead! He must have heard it all! After holding it in for a while, he nodded slowly, "Yeah. My college classmate. We were roommates."
Tang Yu said 'hmm' and looked straight ahead, "You two are not on good terms?"
“It’s just ordinary.”
"Why is she in our Tang family?" Tang Yu asked again, his tone flat and no emotion could be heard.
Why does this person keep talking about Taozi? Song Zhixing just wanted to change the subject quickly, so that she wouldn't be asked about what she and Taozi had just said in the bathroom.
"Has Du Hui left?" Song Zhixing forced herself to find a safe topic. After asking this question, a terrible thought suddenly flashed through her mind. She turned her head and looked at Tang Yu inquiringly, "You have been asking Taozi, is it..."
The words were stuck here. Her white teeth bit her lower lip tightly.
Tang Yu didn't wait for the next words, and turned to look at her, "Is it something?"
"Are you interested in her?" she asked, her voice already dimming even before she got an answer.
"good."
When Song Zhixing heard these two words, the corners of his lips drooped, and he couldn't help but hum, mumbling softly: "I don't know who said before that I like mature and sexy people."
"What did you say?"
"I said, peach is not ripe at all. Besides, didn't you have a mature and sexy blind date last time? I didn't realize you were so fickle before." After a series of words, Tang Yu's eyes darkened. When he met his eyes, Song Zhixing realized that she seemed to have said too much. However, the feeling of venting was not bad. She did not retreat, and her eyes were still staring straight at Tang Yu.
"Flirtatious?" Tang Yu chewed on the word as if he had heard a joke. He held the steering wheel, drove steadily, and glanced at her sideways. "To be honest, I learned this philandering from you."
"How did you say you learned it from me?" Song Zhixing felt that he was talking nonsense. He was just accusing me of something!
Tang Yu looked at the road ahead and didn't say anything for a long time. Song Zhixing waited and waited, but nothing happened. But when she thought he wouldn't speak again, he suddenly spoke: "Three years ago, when you were engaged to Chi Huan, did you divorce me?"
The tone became more serious than ever before.
"..." Song Zhixing was stunned and looked at him in surprise.
"You still have a fiancé, but you said you were going to chase me just because you were angry with your roommate." He parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head, stared at her with heavy eyes, and raised the corners of his lips with a hint of sarcasm, "Song Zhixing, when it comes to being fickle, I have to admit defeat compared to you, right?"
Song Zhixing moved her lips for a while before she asked, "Who told you that Chi Huan and I are engaged?"
Besides, who was angry with her roommate and wanted to pursue him? She just... really wanted to pursue him!
Tang Yu frowned and looked at her.
"The things about Chi Huan and I are all written in the newspapers. I don't know the details. I don't know a single word of Japanese." Song Zhixing explained and glanced at Tang Yu. Tang Yu seemed to be trying to find out the truth in her words, staring at her. Song Zhixing muttered in a low voice: "If I were really engaged to Chi Huan, would I still have to suffer in Lingfeng City for the past three years, and would I still be worried about the tuition fees and unable to sleep all night?"
Tang Yu looked at her, not knowing what she was thinking. After a while, his eyes gradually became clear. His eyebrows also relaxed. It was as if the haze that had been pent up in his heart for a long time disappeared in an instant. Looking at her humming, his face became better. His thin lips moved, but only two words came out of his lips, "You deserve it!"
"!" Song Zhixing was a little angry and glared.
Tang Yu looked at her, then got out of the car. Song Zhixing was still sitting in the car sulking, and there was a knock on the passenger window, and his voice rang out from outside, "Come down, you're here."
He reminded her and she came back to her senses. She turned to look out the window and found that she was actually downstairs of her apartment building. She quickly took her bag, opened the car door and got out. Just as she was about to say thank you, Tang Yu looked up at the dark building and frowned and asked, "Which floor do you live on?"
Without thinking, she instinctively answered, "12th floor."
Tang Yu had already walked into the building. Song Zhixing stared at his back, stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and hurried after him, "Tang Yu, where are you going?"
"Since I'm here, I might as well take a look at the dormitory environment for your group of employees. Just take a look around." He spoke very naturally, as if he was really here for business.
"Oh." Song Zhixing didn't think about it any more. Everyone lived in this building, and he was the big boss, so it was natural for him to come and get to know them.