Zhou Rong and Song Jiabao were taken away while shouting "This is impossible", leaving behind a messy place and Song Xuanhe and others who were staring at each other.
Song Jiani burst into tears suddenly, her wail was louder than before, she was crying louder than ever, she wiped her tears as she cried, and she cried again with the makeup she had put on not long ago, but this time she had no scruples, the rest of her life The joy left her no time to think about anything other than venting her emotions.
Guan Zhi was a little dumbfounded, walked up to Song Xuanhe, and whispered, "What's the matter with her?"
"I thought I was injected with drugs." Song Xuanhe explained faintly.
Guan Zhi paused, then turned to look at Song Xuanhe: "Isn't that fake? She doesn't know?"
"She didn't know that before."
Zhou Nan also heard what Song Xuanhe said, and knew all the inside information about this matter, and compared to Guan Zhi Weichen who had no friendship with Song Jiani, Zhou Nan often appeared at the same banquet party with Song Jiani anyway, so he could nod It was because of greetings, so she clicked her tongue a little bit aggrievedly, and said, "It's really bad luck for Song Jiani to like you."
Guan Zhi didn't understand what happened in the middle, but couldn't bear the magic sound piercing her ears: "She knows she's fine now, why is she still crying."
"If you throw your head and blood to save your sweetheart, and you find out that your sweetheart doesn't need your help at all, forget it, and you will fall into danger yourself. Don't panic. It's okay to be in danger. The key is that your sweetheart knows it's fake. , but he didn’t say anything, just looked at you sad and scared, until finally everything was settled, he didn’t remember to tell you: ‘Oh, I forgot to tell you, but you are fine’, you said you were angry Not angry or sad, not sad."
Guan Zhi frowned and thought for a while, then shook her head: "Why am I sad, isn't it a good thing that I'm fine and he's fine too?"
Song Xuanhe chuckled, and patted Guan Zhi on the shoulder approvingly. Guan Zhi's expression was ignorant. He glanced at Song Xuan with pursed lips, and then at Zhou Nan, who had an indescribable expression. He didn't know how what he just said would lead to Two such completely different expressions.
"Of course she is sad." Wei Chen closed his eyes, walked over and said calmly: "What makes her sad is not that she is in danger, but that she finds that the person she likes really doesn't care about her."
"There is nothing more sad and hopeless than this."
Song Jiani's crying sound stopped for a moment, and the private room fell silent for an instant, and everyone's eyes turned to her direction.
I saw Song Jiani wiped her tears and stood up. She cried a lot just now, and her breathing was not smooth, so even if she held back her tears, she still seemed to be twitching, but her beautiful eyes were gone. sad.
"He's right." Song Jiani's voice was very hoarse, and she was crying when she spoke: "Song Xuanhe, I really don't like you anymore."
Song Xuanhe looked calm, watching her quietly, waiting for her to finish speaking.
Song Jiani took out the handkerchief carefully put in the pocket of her clothes, and lightly applied the dazzled eye makeup. There was no mirror here, so she couldn't see her own appearance clearly, but she didn't have the fluster and shyness of putting on makeup before.
"This is the first time I really realized that you really can't like me." Song Jiani tightened her handkerchief: "And you really changed a lot, Xuan and brother, you are no longer what I like. , so I don't like you anymore, you have become... become very like Xiao Yuanmu."
"Since Xiao Yuanmu left you, you have become more and more like him." Song Jiani pulled the corners of her mouth, smiling uglier than crying: "I heard that two people who love each other will become similar, but I have been deceiving myself Tell yourself that it is impossible for you to like Xiao Yuanmu. I remember you said when you were a child that you hated the cold and quiet people the most. You also said that the girl you like the most is me. I didn’t expect people to change so much. The look you like becomes the look you hate, and the person you hate becomes the person you like."
"I really give up now." Song Jiani took a deep breath, threw the handkerchief at Song Xuanhe's feet, and said, "Actually, there are many people who like me, and I will definitely find someone better than you!"
Seeing Song Jiani pass Song Xuanhe with her chin raised high and leave, Zhou Nan shook her head and said, "I think I got to know Song Jiani again today, she is much cuter than before."
"Do you regret it later?" Zhou Nan put Song Xuanhe on his shoulders: "In fact, she is really good, at least she has nothing to say to you, do you really not think about it?"
Song Xuan and Bai He glanced at him, pushed his hand away and said calmly: "I think about her is the real harm to her."
Zhou Nan thought for a while, then clicked his tongue suddenly, and murmured, "You still have a conscience, Song Er."
Walking in front of Wei Chen, Song Xuanhe whispered, "Let's talk."
Wei Chen raised his eyebrows and followed him out of the box.
Walking to the camera in the corridor, Song Xuanhe looked at the lush green tropical plants outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said calmly, "Why did Guan Zhi come to China?"
"Shouldn't you ask him this question?" Wei Chen stopped beside him, looked away from him leisurely, chuckled, and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "Song Xuanhe, why didn't I find out before?" , you are really a disaster, you have the magic power to make people live and die for you without complaining."
Song Xuanhe automatically filtered his last sentence, and said, "I remember seeing you having dinner with Xiao Yuanmu once, what were you talking about, medical robots?"
The smile on Wei Chen's face paused, his eyes fixed on him, and he didn't speak.
Song Xuanhe turned his head to meet his gaze, and said softly: "I remember that your company has been established, and has established two departments, overseas and domestic. Although the headquarters is in China, most of the technical support comes from overseas. If I guess correctly, the person in charge of the overseas company behind the scenes is Xiao Yuanmu."
Except for the occasional slight sound of footsteps on the other side of the corridor, it was almost silent here.
I don't know how long it took before Wei Chen raised one corner of his mouth and said meaningfully: "You are smarter than I imagined, Song Xuanhe."
Song Xuanhe didn't seem to see the interest in his eyes, and returned to the original topic: "Why did Guan Zhi come to China."
"You shouldn't ask me this question." Wei Chen's answer was still watertight, with a hint of indifference in his slightly ruffian smile.
"Then let me guess."
Song Xuanhe glanced across his face and landed on the bodyguards who were quietly waiting at the door of the box tens of meters away. His eyesight was good enough to see their ordinary faces and their mediocre attire so forgettable. .
"Those bodyguards." Song Xuanhe retracted his gaze and said, "It's not like the people around you before are all Asian faces. It can be seen that they don't follow Guan Zhi. They are neither yours nor Guan Zhi's, but they happen to be Appearing in my box, whose people are they?"
Wei Chen twitched his brows, the smile on his face deepened, he even nodded, and echoed, "Who do you think it belongs to?"
Song Xuanhe glanced at him, and suddenly laughed: "I remember you didn't like Xiao Yuanmu very much, why, did I remember wrong?"
"That's right." Wei Chen said, "You know, I like you."
Hearing what Wei Chen said, Song Xuanhe narrowed his eyes, and there was a cold light in his eyes.
The last time Song Xuanhe saw Wei Chen was at the cocktail party held by the Song Group a week ago. It was after the Song family received the invitation from the Xiao family, so that this time the Song family's commercial cocktail party was unprecedentedly grand. Before that, they only attended occasionally or Almost all the owners/directors of the companies who have never attended in person are present, and the Wei family is no exception.
At that time, Song Xuanhe was sent to receive Wei Chen again, but unlike the previous ones where no one cared about him, almost all the people who came to the banquet this time spoiled him. Got stopped once.
Regardless of the questioning method, whether it is sharp or tactful, it can be summarized into several points: "How are you and Xiao Yuanmu doing now?", "Did you really invite you to the Xiao family's banquet?", "Xiao Yuanmu will Inherit the Xiao family?"
Song Xuanhe's answers were always: "We have already broken up", "I don't know", "I don't know".
However, those people didn't let him go. Wei Chen, who was stopped by his side countless times, didn't feel impatient. After revealing it, he said, "I have a way to shut up these people, do you want to try it?"
Song Xuanhe didn't think too much, and let him try it directly.
As a result, the next time someone stopped them, without waiting for those people to speak, Wei Chen grabbed Song Xuanhe's wrist and said to those people: "Mr. Song has broken up with Mr. Xiao, and now I am pursuing Mr. Song. I hope everyone Give us a little privacy."
After that moment, no one really stopped Song Xuanhe anymore, but from that day on, people who met Song Xuan and asked him about Xiao Yuanmu would add a sentence. Broke up?" became "Are you and Wei Chen really together?".
As a result, Song Xuanhe's fists itch when he sees Weichen now.
Seeing Song Xuan and the bulging veins on his forehead, Wei Chen chuckled and said, "Song Jiani is right. Since Xiao Yuanmu left, you have become more and more like him. You are so calm. Bored, it looks much more pleasing to the eye now."
Song Xuanhe already had the answer in his heart, he just sneered lightly, turned around and went back to the box.
Guan Zhi and Zhou Nan didn't know what they were talking about, they leaned together shoulder to shoulder, and when they saw him come back, the two separated, with smiles on their faces, Zhou Nan said: "Come on, to celebrate your escape, let's How about going to Fenghua to celebrate?"
Fenghua, a tavern whose name does not look like a restaurant, the food and drinks inside are all made by the owner, the taste is guaranteed, and the price is only one word: expensive.
Outrageously expensive.
Song Xuanhe paused as he walked in, lowered his eyes at them, turned and left without looking back.