The green camphor tree has a deep view

Chapter 144 I feel relieved when I tie you to my side

Song Jingshen was so angry that he laughed. He used his fingers to forcefully twist her chin and said hatefully, "Who are you familiar with then? You little ungrateful bastard, you can never be tamed!"

"I'm not... not an ungrateful person."

"Then tell me, what did Song Weiming say to you in the mansion just now?" Song Jingshen stared at her with a deep and dark look in his eyes.

Wen Qing breathed in pain, but her mind was clear. She moved her lips slightly and said, "What else can I say? You want me to leave you and give me some money."

"You agreed?" Song Jingshen obviously didn't believe it, and asked this question more like he was teasing her.

Wen Qing noticed the teasing in his eyes, and she felt even more upset. She lowered her eyelids and said sullenly, "Will it be of any use if I agree? I still have to listen to you."

Her eyelashes were long and curled, rising and falling lightly, like butterfly wings covering the shadows, hiding the heavy thoughts in her eyes.

"Tell the truth." The man persisted, his tone getting heavier, but the strength between his fingers weakened, and he began to scratch her cheek instead. Years of lifting weights had formed thin calluses on his fingertips, leaving a small patch of light red on her soft skin.

The stimulation on her skin made Wen Qing panic. She took a deep breath and said, "It's true. Mr. Song was curious about why you were interested in me, and he suggested that I leave you as soon as possible. If I delay the marriage between Gu and Song, he and the Gu family will not let me go."

"You're too nosy." Song Jingshen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice became heavy. "During those years when he kept his mistress, why didn't he think about the marriage between Gu and Song?"

After hearing this, Wen Qing twisted her neck stiffly and said with difficulty: "But, maybe he doesn't want you to repeat the same mistake..."

"What mistakes?" Song Jingshen's fingers suddenly tightened, and a dark light flashed in his eyes. "You are as confused as him, messing up the relationship between the Gu and Song families, and then tossing me in return?"

Wen Qing smiled bitterly and murmured, "That's not the case. If you want to form a marriage alliance between Gu and Song, then go ahead and do it. I won't be a hindrance."

The man suddenly pulled his hand back, causing her to stagger and almost hit her chin. Just as she managed to steady herself, she heard a sneer coming down from above her head:

"Become a hindrance? Are you worthy enough?"

Wen Qing lowered her head and pursed her lips, suppressing the bitterness in her heart, and said softly: "I know I don't deserve it, so I just ask you to let me go, I won't tell anyone anything."

Her neck was white and slender, and now it was bent forward like a flexible lily. However, this flower looked pure and beautiful, but its core was cold and indifferent, and even the most passionate blood could not warm it.

Song Jingshen squinted his eyes and looked at her for a while, only to find that the bend of her neck was glaring. He couldn't help but reach out and grab it, forcing it to stand upright.

Wen Qing suddenly felt a hot hand covering her neck. She broke out in a cold sweat and looked up suddenly, meeting the man's deep eyes.

"Do you still want to leave?" Song Jingshen asked in a deep voice.

Wen Qing pretended to be calm, but could not hide the panic in her eyes. She quickly lowered her eyes and said submissively, "Of course I will wait until you don't want me anymore before I leave. Otherwise... I won't be able to walk well."

The man snorted coldly: "You're smart."

Seeing him take his hand back and lean back in the seat with his eyes closed, Wen Qing let out a sigh of relief, turned her head and looked out the window, only to see that the scenery on the roadside was very unfamiliar, and her heart was confused again. After thinking for a while, she asked carefully: "Can I go home?"

Song Jingshen leaned back in his chair, as if he didn't hear anything, but his lips were pursed into a line, revealing a hint of displeasure.

Wen Qing bit her lip and pleaded, "If I have to go to North City suddenly, I must tell my grandma and aunt and take the key with me."

"What key?" Song Jingshen asked, opening his eyes slightly.

"The key to the old house." Wen Qing explained, "The house is old, and the plumbing and electricity are always worrying. Since I'm going back so easily, I might as well do some maintenance."

Song Jingshen chuckled: "You know how to seize opportunities and handle both public and private matters. Why didn't I discover this advantage of yours before?"

Wen Qing blushed instantly, her chest heaving a few times, and she said angrily, "If it doesn't work, forget it. I'll go back and get a key."

Seeing that she was thin-skinned, Song Jingshen didn't have the heart to tease her anymore. He raised his hand and knocked on the baffle behind the front seat, and said loudly: "Go to the old courtyard of F University dormitory."

"What?" The baffle fell, revealing Gu Nan's surprised profile. "The flight will take off in an hour and a half. If we make a detour like this, what if we're too late..."

"If there's no time, let Wen Qing pay to change the ticket!" Song Jingshen glanced at Wen Qing, his expression relaxed with a teasing smile, "She put personal interests above public interests, she did it once and twice, we can't let her get away with it every time."

When Wen Qing heard this, she couldn't sit still anymore. She held her bag tightly and asked Gu Nan, "How much does it cost to change the ticket?"

"It's hard to say. Mr. Song just changed his flight once in order to get back. If he changes his flight again, he will be charged a handling fee. Based on the business class fare, it will cost at least more than 2,000 yuan. Add your fare, Miss Wen, and it will probably be more than 7,000 yuan."

Wen Qing choked up immediately, and quickly looked at Song Jingshen and said, "Then... I won't take the key."

Instead of wasting so much money, it is better to go home and change the locks and get new keys. More than 7,000 yuan is enough to pay the property management fee of the old house for ten years!

"Have you thought it through? If we don't go home now, we will go directly to the airport." Song Jingshen said with a half smile.

Wen Qing felt depressed and naturally looked unhappy, but she had to nod for the sake of face and said, "Well, I'll call grandma and aunt to tell them."

After a while, a black G-Class drove into the airport's underground parking lot. Song Jingshen got out of the car leisurely and stretched his back. In a blink of an eye, he saw Wen Qing getting out of the car holding a mobile phone, looking very worried. He couldn't help but feel upset again.

This girl was like an underage girl who was still breastfeeding. In order to report her business trip to her parents, she made phone calls almost all the way. She reported every detail of her food, clothing, housing and transportation, but did not mention him at all. She only said that she was traveling with her seniors in the project team and would send photos when she arrived in Beicheng to reassure her grandmother and aunt.

Song Jingshen sat aside, his face getting darker and darker, but she turned a blind eye to it and just told the parents on the other end of the phone the good news but not the bad news.

Now that she got off the car, she had finally finished her phone call, but the lie she had told was difficult to cover up. She was probably worrying about where to find seniors to take photos with her to fool her parents.

Song Jingshen walked around the rear of the car, walked forward and held her in his arms as they walked forward, unable to help but grumble, "You lied so easily, and now you're anxious?"

Wen Qing fell into his arms unconsciously, her heart was in a mess. She was afraid of being seen, so she struggled and refused: "There are surveillance cameras in the parking lot, what if I am recognized?"

As she spoke, she took out an unopened black mask from her bag and put it on swiftly, then carefully pulled the collar up to cover her chin tightly.

Seeing her hiding like this, Song Jingshen's eyes gradually darkened, but his footsteps did not stop at all, and he pulled her all the way to the terminal hall.

Gu Nan followed behind dragging his luggage, and felt a sense of awkwardness in the air.

The girls around Mr. Song come and go. Which one of them doesn't have a passion for him? If they have the slightest interaction with him, they can't wait to tell the world about it.

Wen Qing is the first one who is afraid of being recognized in private. Does she still dislike Mr. Song?

But Mr. Song was the most patient with her. When he heard that she was taken away by Gu Jia, he rushed back to rescue her. Seeing that she had left the mansion in good condition, he wanted to take her on a business trip again.

This is the rhythm that I feel at ease only when it’s tied to my side!

Gu Nan shook his head speechlessly, not understanding what possessed Mr. Song. At the same time, he couldn't help but worry that Mr. Song's affection would be wasted, and secretly felt sorry for him.

It wasn't until he saw Wen Qing obediently following President Song into the boarding gate that he finally let go of his worries.

In any case, when she left Jiangcheng, Gu Nan's work pressure was reduced by more than half, and he could enjoy a few days of relaxation.

He left the waiting hall briskly, humming a few lines of a tune. He was thinking about where to go to relax in the evening when he heard his cell phone ring urgently.

"Mr. Song, what do you want me to do?" He answered the phone with bated breath, his feet nailed to the ground, not daring to move.

"While I'm not in Jiangcheng these few days, you should investigate what Song Weiming is planning. You should also keep a close eye on Gu Jia. If there is any abnormal behavior, report to me immediately."