Chapter 394 The First Heartbeat of the New Year

Song Xi was taught by Song Yuanqing, how could she not understand the implication of his words? She smiled slightly and replied: "Dad, you think too much. We are just friends. Maybe he thinks highly of me as a friend." , so I’ll bring you something here for the holidays.”

Song Yuanqing looked into Song Xi's eyes and nodded gently: "I have no other wishes in this life. I just hope that you can be happy and not be hurt for the rest of your life."

There was a mist in front of Song Xi's eyes. She smiled and replied: "That's the only wish you have. Then I have many wishes. I won't let you stay here for too long. I also hope that you will be healthy and live a long life." If you live to be a hundred years old, live with me from now on and help me take care of my children."

Song Yuanqing shed tears all of a sudden, lowered his head, he took a breath, and then said: "I can take care of the child for you, forget about the first wish, Xiaoxi, you listen to me, dad will handle it himself, you Don't interfere."

Song Xi didn't want to be stubborn with him, so he changed the subject and said, "Look what I brought you..."

Father and daughter will have the opportunity to meet once a month. Ordinary people only have twenty minutes, but Song Xi is not ordinary. George Sheng has already said hello, and as long as she comes, she will stay here for a full hour. .

Before Song Xi left, Song Yuanqing asked with concern: "Xiao Xi, where did you spend New Year's Day today?"

Speaking of this, Song Xi is really confused.

It seems that everyone knows that she is homeless now, so everyone is vying for her to go home for the holidays. Gu Dongxu said it, Qiao Shuxin even called her early, and Han Chunmeng went back to Northeast China for the holidays and wanted to take her with her. Let's go. Ling Yue's parents came to Night City and invited her to have dinner together tonight. Even Tong Hao and Huo Jiamin called respectively and asked her to come out for dinner.

Song Xi was very touched and at the same time very heartwarming. She tried her best to do everything well and pretended that everything was as usual, but everyone knew that it was different.

Without changing her expression, Song Xi replied: "Ah, I had dinner with Dongxu and Da Mengmeng in the evening, and I also made an appointment with my colleagues later, so I was very busy."

Song Yuanqing nodded: "Your aunt came yesterday and said she didn't dare to call you for fear of affecting your work. She asked me to ask you. If you don't want to go elsewhere, you can go to her place to celebrate the festival."

The aunt is of course referring to Dong Lijun. Ever since Dong Lijun was frightened by Song Xi with the George Sheng, she has been very honest, and even Song Yuan has not done anything wrong for a while.

Naturally, Song Xi would not go, and Song Yuanqing also knew that, but he was trying his best to ease the deadlock between the two sides.

Saying goodbye to Song Yuanqing, Song Xi came out of the gate. It was very windy outside. She lowered her head slightly, and her scarf was blown up. She was secretly thinking that it was not easy to take a taxi here. Would you like to take a taxi? Suddenly, there was a car honking in front of her. The sound of the flute.

Song Xi looked up and saw a familiar black Bentley. The driver's seat window was half-lowered, revealing George Sheng's cold and handsome face that was especially suitable for winter.

Song Xi's eyes quickly flashed with surprise, and then he walked over, stood by the car door, looked at him and asked, "Why are you here?"

George Sheng was sitting in the car, wearing only a thin black cashmere sweater, and the strong wind blew into it. He said, "Get in the car."

Song Xi walked around to the passenger seat, and George Sheng increased the temperature in the car without leaving any trace.

The car started, Song Xi turned his head and said, "Did you come by?"

George Sheng didn't look at her and replied directly: "I came here specially to pick you up."

Song Xi's eyes were filled with surprise: "What do you want from me?"

George Sheng was dissatisfied with her tone, but he calmly replied: "It's a holiday today."

Song Xi said: "Well, happy New Year's Day."

George Sheng said: "Xiaowen asked me to take you home for the holidays."

Because of Ling Yue's relationship, Song Xi and Qiao Aiwen are very close. The key is that they get along well with each other. Song Xi does not treat her differently as George Sheng's sister. Qiao Aiwen is also a picker, and most people look down on her. At first, she didn't like Song Xi's "forcible" marriage to George Sheng, but later George Sheng specifically reminded her not to make trouble. She also discovered that Song Xi was actually a very nice person, so the two became friends who had become monks halfway through.

Hearing that Qiao Aiwen asked him to come, Song Xi felt relieved and replied aloud: "Aiwen is interested. Thank you for still thinking about me. I have an appointment and I won't go there. You can leave it for me later." Just take a taxi."

It's not that Song Xi deliberately picked on Qiao, it's that she knew Ren Lina didn't want to see her. If she didn't wink again, wouldn't she have no self-awareness?

George Sheng looked forward and asked without distinction of joy or anger: "Who did you date?"

Song Xi said: "Dongxu and Han Chunmeng."

George Sheng said: "Qiao Shuxin called me this morning and said that her family invited you to go back for the holidays and you didn't have time. Your fat friend, Yuan Bao, went out of town last night and happened to see her at the airport."

After a pause, he deliberately provoked: "You three are in three places, where exactly are you planning to spend the holiday?"

Song Xi never thought that it would be so uncomfortable to be exposed in front of someone. She took a breath without leaving a trace, frowned slightly and said: "Don't keep talking about a fat friend. It's not like she doesn't have a name, and she has lost weight recently. A lot."

Song Xi made it clear to Gu Zuoyi, George Sheng said: "My mother is not as difficult to get along with as you think. Xiaowen has already told her that I don't blame you for Ren Shanshan leaving Xiehe... You don't have to be afraid that she will Look at your face."

Song Xi didn't expect that George Sheng would know what she was thinking, and of course she didn't expect that he would explain it.

She lowered her gaze slightly, pursed her pretty lips and remained silent. George Sheng waited for a long time, then suddenly handed over his mobile phone and said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to go, you tell Xiaowen yourself."

This is angry.

Song Xi didn't answer and replied: "I have her phone number."

After saying that, she asked again: "Will it really embarrass you if I go?" After all, today is a holiday, a day for family fun, and Song Xi doesn't want to be a nuisance by being uninvited.

George Sheng had already retracted his hand, and his voice was still low, but less unpleasant: "It's not your first time."

Song Xi said subconsciously: "That's because your dad was here before."

As soon as the words fell, Song Xi felt a little regretful. Although it was the truth and the rules were indeed set by Qiao Dingxiang, days like this...

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." Song Xi said softly.

George Sheng did not answer the question, but asked aloud: "How is your dad?"

This was the first time that the two of them had known each other for such a long time. In front of Song Xi, George Sheng did not mock Song Yuanqing, but could hear his greetings.

Song Xi first replied: "Very good."

After saying that, after hesitating for a moment, she added: "Thank you for the things you gave my dad. My dad asked me to say thank you to you."

George Sheng replied very lightly: "It's New Year. I know you care about your dad the most. I have nothing to give you. Let's give your dad peace of mind."

Song Xi couldn't describe in words how much she was touched in her heart at this moment. No matter who said these words, it was enough to move her, but this person was George Sheng... and she was particularly moved.