Chapter 315 He Never Thought About Divorce

George Sheng finally raised his head, and Song Xi saw his bloodshot eyes, his always clean and handsome face, and the green stubble on his chin... It wasn't ugly, but it suddenly made people feel distressed.

He looked at her and raised his chin slightly, "Sit."

Behind Song Xi was George Sheng's bed. After knowing him for so long, he had never been so 'pleasant'. Song Xi had mixed feelings in her heart, but she still turned around and walked a few steps, sitting by the bed, waiting for him to speak.

Just leave, they can still be friends, no matter what, they are still partners. If he needs her help, she will still...

Just as he was thinking about it, George Sheng, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, opened his thin lips and asked aloud: "Do you want to attend my dad's funeral?"

When Song Xi heard this, she was immediately stunned. After much thought, she never thought that George Sheng would say such a thing... What does this mean?

George Sheng saw the doubt in her eyes, put out the last cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said proactively: "Only a very small number of people know about the news of my father's death. He didn't like reporters to take pictures when he was alive." Go, so I won’t let any media cover his funeral.”

"He has become a Buddhist in recent years. Those masters asked me to keep his body at home for seven days, saying it would be good for him. Moreover, he also had people he wanted to see but could not, and he has met all the people he should see in these days. He will be buried the day after tomorrow. Let me ask you what you mean. After all, he recognized you as his daughter-in-law before he left. If you want to go, I will make the arrangements. If you don’t want to go, I have no objection."

Song Xi was silent for less than two seconds, and quickly replied: "I'm going. Although I don't know if there are any spirits in the world, but as you said, your father recognized me as my father before he left. As my daughter-in-law, I have the obligation to send him on his last journey. If he knew, he would also be happy."

George Sheng didn't mention the divorce. Song Xi couldn't deny that she was not only relieved, she could almost be described as happy.

It turned out that she was overthinking, and he had never thought of just going with the flow and discarding all previous achievements.

After she finished speaking, there was nothing strange on George Sheng's face. He just said calmly: "I'll explain the pros and cons to you first, and then you make a decision. At my dad's funeral, relatives from the Qiao family and my mom's side will all be present. , we have many relatives in our family, especially on my father’s side, and the relationships are complicated. Don’t look at the relatives in our family in terms of the kinship relationships between ordinary people. Between me and many people, except for a few blood ties, Besides, there are no unnecessary feelings. To put it more bluntly, letting them know your existence will only put more pressure on you, and it does not rule out whether they will deliberately approach you in the future. This is one of them. "

"Secondly, Gu Dongxu is my father's daughter. I should inform this eldest sister about my father's funeral. Have you thought about how to explain it to Gu Dongxu?"

"In addition to family members, I will also invite some outsiders who have important relationships with my dad and the Qiao family, but you don't have to meet them then, so you don't have to worry about outsiders knowing about our relationship; besides, it's me The first thing I said is, my dad doesn’t like reporters, so I will strictly ask people to guard the funeral. No reporters will sneak in, and no outsiders will know your identity. The pros and cons are just like this. You choose it yourself, I don’t ask you. must go."

But if you go, I'll appreciate it.

George Sheng did not say the second half of the sentence.

It's rare for him to have the patience to talk so much to people face to face. He really weighs the pros and cons, down to the smallest detail.

Song Xi didn't hesitate at all after hearing this, and immediately replied: "It doesn't matter, I'll go to Dongxu's side. If you plan to let him know, I have nothing to hide."

After saying that, she added: "He doesn't have any objections to you. At most, he blames me for hiding it from him for so long."

George Sheng looked at her angrily with his red bloodshot eyes and said, "At this time, why don't you forget to speak for him?"

Doesn't he know what Gu Dongxu thinks of him? Fortunately, Song Xi kept telling lies with his eyes open every time.

Song Xi replied: "You uncle and nephew have too little contact, and there may be some misunderstandings. When I have time, I will host you and invite you out for a meal. He still owes you a favor. Although he owes it for me, he doesn't I’m sorry not to return it.”

George Sheng seems to have been exhausted recently, and his body has lost a lot of hostility and coldness. At most, his attitude is as arrogant as ever, and he said nonchalantly: "What use do I need his favor? What he can do is up to me. Can’t do it?”

Song Xi simply wanted to make George Sheng happy, so he joked: "He can be a good friend with me, can you?"

Hearing this, George Sheng raised his eyelids and looked directly at Song Xi.

Song Xi pursed her lips and looked away, wishing she could be embarrassed enough to sit on the edge of the bed and swing her legs.

A few seconds later, George Sheng's lukewarm voice came, "If I didn't treat you as a friend, do you think I'm asking you so many questions for free?"

Song Xi looked up. This time, George Sheng looked away. He picked up the cigarette box and touched the cigarette. From Song Xi's point of view, he couldn't see that the box was empty, so he subconsciously said, "Stop smoking."

George Sheng threw the empty cigarette case on the coffee table, his expression was dark and unclear, and there was only a slight hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Song Xi said: "I controlled it very well a while ago. I didn't smoke so much in the room. If you really can't help it, just eat a lollipop and keep your mouth occupied."

George Sheng didn't look at her and didn't answer.

Song Xi stood up and walked to the coffee table, bent down and took a lollipop from the tower, peeled off the candy wrapper and handed it to him.

At first, George Sheng didn't want to take it, but somehow he didn't get it right. He even thought about not brushing her face, so he still raised his hand to take it, even though his face didn't look very good.

Song Xi turned around and walked away, forgetting the window, and said as he walked: "You haven't come back recently, I guess you must be very busy, I don't want to disturb you, and I am afraid that you have already finished the funeral secretly, and didn't even say my condolences to you in person. "

The window opened and fresh air rushed in. Before Song Xi could turn around, George Sheng's voice came from behind: "Don't tell me if you're too polite."

It seemed that after saying this, he would no longer feel uncomfortable.

Song Xi turned around. She guessed what George Sheng was thinking, so she said, "Sometimes polite words are just because you don't know how to comfort him. I know you are not good at it, so I just said it casually."

A few meters away, George Sheng looked up at her. He knew without looking that his eyes and face were not good-looking.

Song Xi took the courage of a bear and looked back at him without fear. Before he could get angry and fight back, he said again: "Actually, you should feel lucky. You are almost twenty-seven this year. Your dad is with you." I have been married to you for almost twenty-seven years, and he is old and has children, so he must be very fond of you. He is old and this is the end of his life. How many people have not been as close to their parents as long as you? You still have a mother , look at me, I have been hanging out with my dad since I was a child, and now, the more I hang out, the more I go back, I am almost an 'orphan'."