The green camphor tree has a deep view

Chapter 113 I Still Have Half a Year

The home Wen Qing wanted to return to was not the home in the staff quarters of the Fourth Factory in North City where she grew up, but the apartment she rented in the old dormitory of F University.

She had no relatives in Jiangcheng, and there were at least three people related to her by blood living in that apartment.

But when Song Jingshen heard the words "I want to go home", he understood them to mean something completely different. The first thing he thought of was the place where he and she had their first dinner together and slept in each other's arms for the first time.

So, he lowered his eyes and glanced at her, and said gently: "Don't worry, I'll take you back to Guangyu in the evening."

"No, that's not what I meant." Wen Qing closed her eyes and tried to explain, "I want to go back..."

"You forced her to live with you?"

Qi Fan's angry question came from behind her head, and Wen Qing simply closed her eyes and said nothing more.

The more you explain, the worse it gets. It’s better to pretend to be dead.

Anyway, there had never been anything between her and Qi Fan, and there would never have been anything between them, so it was convenient to sever the ties at once.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Song Jingshen smiled disdainfully and said to Qi Fan, "Do I have to report to you if I sleep with a woman?"

"You obviously already have Gu Jia, but you still come to abuse Wen Qing, are you a human being?" Qi Fan's eyes turned red with anger, and he said without thinking, "Your father abused her aunt, and you abused her too. There is no decent person in your Song family."

"Qi Fan!" Yin Xiaoxiao grabbed Qi Fan in fear, trying to suppress his rage: "Mr. Song is not married, and Wen Qing is also single. They are just in a free love relationship. It can't be considered as... wasting."

"Miss Yin is still sensible. Fan'er, you have to learn from her, otherwise the Qi family will soon lose even to the Yin family in terms of financial resources." Song Jingshen's words were harsh, and one could hear a hint of anger in them.

Yin Xiaoxiao's face froze when she heard this, and she quickly forced out a flattering smile, stammering, "Mr. Song is really humorous. The Yin family will always stand with the Song Group. How could they covet others..."

"Song Jingshen, stop trying to change the subject and sow discord!" Qi Fan pushed Yin Xiaoxiao away and said to Song Jingshen angrily, "Your marriage with Gu Jia is just around the corner, and you're still clinging to Wen Qing. Aren't you afraid that the people from Gu's company will come after Wen Qing? How many lives does she have to play with you like this? Anyone who falls in love with a piece of shit like you who only cares about the lower body will be in trouble for eight lifetimes..."

"Qi Fan, stop talking. Being emotional will aggravate your headache. Let's go." Yin Xiaoxiao grabbed Qi Fan's hand and walked towards the elevator.

Qi Fan hadn't cursed enough, but waves of headaches had already come, forcing him to hold his head and follow Yin Xiaoxiao to leave this place that made him painful and angry.

"Don't touch me!" Qi Fan shook off Yin Xiaoxiao's hand again and said, "Even if it hurts like hell, I won't beg him. Let's go home!"

After saying that, he took big steps and stumbled towards the back of the parking lot, where his Land Rover was parked, and he had found the parking space thanks to his father's connections.

After the Qi family made their fortune, their ancestors worked in the medical field and developed four private hospitals, as well as many pharmacies and factories. However, within less than two years, Song Jingshen successively acquired the business of several decades, and even the oldest hospital was not spared.

Song Jingshen really doesn't leave anyone a way to survive!

Since the entire hospital was named Song and the original senior executives of the Qi family were almost all cleared out, his car should not be able to be parked in. However, the hospital had only been under the new ownership for a short time and his father Qi Pengju's door card information had not been deleted, so he drove the car in by mistake.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I came in, I saw Song Jingshen holding the girl he had been thinking about, walking in a high-end exclusive parking lot. It seemed that the two had established a relatively stable relationship.

When Qi Fan thought of this, his heart was broken and his head was splitting. He wished he could eat Song Jingshen alive, but the reality was so powerless and helpless!

He opened the car door, sank into the driver's seat, closed his eyes, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a while, the passenger door was opened and a slender figure sat in.

"Can you still drive? If not, I'll do it." Yin Xiaoxiao asked softly.

Her words were full of care, but to Qi Fan, they caused him to feel irritated.

"Why are you everywhere? Are you so idle that you stick to my butt like a dog-skin plaster every day?"

"We have all already..." Yin Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red and she whispered with grievance.

"What already?" Qi Fan was immediately furious. "I've told you so many times that I was not conscious at all at that time. I don't admit it!"

"But I... I have evidence." Yin Xiaoxiao said in a low voice, with a hint of unwillingness in her tone.

"Bang!" Qi Fan slapped the steering wheel hard, his chest heaving with anger. "Are you done yet? So what if you have evidence? Report it to the police. Don't just talk about the liquid on your body. Bring the surveillance video as well and see who is innocent! Do you dare?"

Yin Xiaoxiao couldn't hold it in any longer, tears slid down her cheeks: "Why should I be afraid? I'm just afraid of disturbing my family and delaying your college entrance examination... Even if I took the initiative, I have always liked you sincerely, and I don't think I'm wrong."

Hearing her say this, Qi Fan felt a splitting headache: "Okay, okay, let's talk about it after the college entrance examination. There will always be a time to make things clear."

After saying that, he started the car hastily, and the blue Land Rover drove out of the parking lot like a gust of wind, leaving behind an empty and silent space.

At the other end of the parking lot, in the black G-Class, Wen Qing curled up in the passenger seat, staring blankly with worry.

They agreed to keep the relationship underground, but more and more people knew about it. If the news broke one day, she would have nowhere to hide.

She sighed deeply, as if she wanted to get rid of all her sorrow, but the more she sighed, the heavier the blockage in her heart became. She simply leaned her head back against the back of the seat, closed her eyes, and pondered a solution.

Song Jingshen glanced at her and found that although she seemed to be resting with her eyes closed, her brows were furrowed and her face was melancholy, as if she was trying to solve a complicated problem.

"Don't worry too much. They can't affect us with just the two of them." He leaned over, fastened her seat belt, and flicked her delicate eyebrows. "Little girl, don't think about troubles all day long. It affects your temperament."

Wen Qing sneered in her heart, slowly opened her eyes, and said calmly: "The situation should be able to be maintained before June."

"What do you mean?" Song Jingshen raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised.

"Qi Fan has to take the college entrance examination, and Gu Jia has to graduate. They both have to wait until June. Before that, the conflict will not escalate to the point where it is out of control." Wen Qing looked at Song Jingshen, her eyes as calm as lake water, "So, I still have half a year, which should be enough."

"Enough for what?" Song Jingshen asked in a bad tone, with some aggressiveness in his eyes.

"It's enough to pay off the debt." Wen Qing retracted her gaze and looked straight at the windshield in front of her. "Even if I can't pay it off, I have to find another way to pay it back. The underground relationship must end."

What is underground will eventually be underground. It will either be buried in the dark to fend for itself, or be exposed to the sunlight, shed its skin, and die a more painful death.

Wen Qing smiled faintly, feeling that she could accept both methods. As long as she could break up with Song Jingshen completely, this little pain would be nothing and she could get through it by gritting her teeth.

"Half a year, you set it?" Song Jingshen sneered, "Then plan it out, how many times a day on average?"

He stretched out his hand to grab her jaw, his voice as cold as ice: "Think it over first, I won't accept you paying your debt in other ways."