Chapter 50 You Try?

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Now that we were all on the same boat, George Sheng had nothing to hide from Song Xi, and he responded with an 'hmm'.

This was the result Song Xi didn't expect. After a few seconds of pause, she said to George Sheng: "Have you rejected Cheng Deqing?"

George Sheng didn't say much, and just said 'hmm' again.

Song Xi asked: "Then you are not afraid of offending him, why doesn't he give you any benefits at all?"

George Sheng didn't make a sound at first, but Song Xi clearly saw the flash of disdain and ridicule in his beautiful fox eyes. Most people would easily have the urge to hit someone with such an expression, but George Sheng seemed to be born with self-confidence in doing so, just like how ridiculous the questions she asked were.

Coincidentally, Song Xi is also an arrogant person, the moment he rolled his eyes, she was already secretly regretting his business, why should she worry about it?

Anyway, what she should do has already been done, whether it can be done or not depends on his own ability.

No longer looking at George Sheng, Song Xi supported her body with her arms, and changed from reclining to lying down. She made it clear that she wanted to rest and didn't bother to talk to him.

George Sheng sat for a while, then got up from the sofa, and said before leaving: "Go out for dinner tonight."

Song Xi closed her eyes and didn't fall asleep. Of course she heard him talking, but she didn't want to respond. She opened her eyes slowly when he walked out of the room. Her mind was in a mess, thinking about all the things that happened in the past two days.

With an inexplicable dry mouth, she casually twirled a big cherry in the bowl above her head, put it in her mouth and bit it, her mouth was full of sweet and sour juice, she ate several in a row, and finally even hugged the whole bowl to her chest.

The more she ate, the more she wanted to eat, Song Xi realized later, she didn't eat two mouthfuls of breakfast, and then only drank a bowl of soup, now it's afternoon, and she didn't say anyone invited her for lunch.

Damn George Sheng, give her a bowl of cherries and send her away? He thought she was a bird stomach?

A large bowl full of cherries weighed one or two catties. Song Xi ate it several times. Lying on the bed, her back hurt and she couldn’t even toss and turn. She could only lie flat on her back. All in all, it was uncomfortable, and she had been suffering for more than an hour until someone knocked on the door.

Yuan Bao stood at the door and said, "Miss Song, it's time for dinner."

Song Xi responded, and then slowly got up, holding her waist with one hand. She walked a little stiffly, and walked out of the guest bedroom, passing the living room, she saw a tall figure in black standing by the window, George Sheng was holding a A handful of branches and leaves, without lifting them up, just rested on the railing idly. Outside the window, two giraffes gathered in front of him, bending their long necks, reaching for what was in his hand.

The sun was westward, and the sky outside was orange-red. George Sheng's body was covered with a magnificent color. He stood there, so casual, but couldn't hide the arrogance exuding from his bones, like a king, everything All bow down to him.

Song Xi walked by, looked at it for two seconds, and then half-forced himself to look back.

Everyone has a love of beauty, and she is willing to look at a good-looking skin, but this does not mean that she is a nymphomaniac. What kind of person George Sheng is, the closer she gets, the more she understands. They say that beautiful women are A rose with thorns, then George Sheng is a rose with poison. Let alone touch it, she will be afraid of needles if she looks at it twice.

Going back to the master bedroom and changing clothes, when Song Xi came out again, George Sheng was already sitting on the sofa.

The two didn't say a word, they went downstairs together, Wang Qingbin was waiting outside, and when he saw the two coming out, he greeted them with a smile.

Yuan Bao opened the rear door, Song Xi instinctively stepped forward, George Sheng said, "I'll sit inside."

After that, he bent his slender body, stepped forward and sat in first.

Song Xi's heart softened for a moment, but soon she told herself that this was George Sheng acting in public.

Slowly bent down, Song Xi followed her into the car, she lay on the bed for a whole day, and sitting by the car door, she didn't have to move in, her waist didn't hurt too much, after getting in the car, she chatted with Wang Qingbin , The car drove to the front of the small building where breakfast was eaten during the day.

Several people got out of the car, and at the same time, another car stopped beside it, and Qi Cheng and Song Yuan got out of the car.

Song Xi ignored Song Yuan, this time Song Yuan also chose to turn a blind eye to Song Xi, everyone stood beside the man who was traveling with them, but it was Qi Cheng who greeted Song Xi first, "Is Miss Song's back pain better?"

Song Xi smiled instinctively, and replied aloud, "It's much better."

Qi Cheng smiled lightly and said, "That's good. Yuanyuan came back this afternoon and told me that maybe your back hurts badly, so Qi Shao lost his temper in a hurry."

Qi Shao is another name for George Sheng in the circle, because he is the seventh eldest child in the Qiao family and the youngest boy.

When Song Xi heard the words, she almost immediately heard that there was something in Qi Cheng's words. She was not familiar with Qi Cheng, so she couldn't take it rashly, so she could only pretend that she didn't understand: "He just likes to make a fuss about minor illnesses."

George Sheng said nonchalantly from the side: "Are you going back to make small reports?"

Song Yuan's eyes quickly swept across George Sheng's face, and then quickly lowered her head. Song Xi could tell that Song Yuan was really afraid of George Sheng. After all, he had a bad reputation, and others dared not recruit him easily. Now he took the initiative not to look at him. Going to Song Yuan, is there any reason for Song Yuan not to hide?

But Song Yuan was brought by Qi Cheng after all, and it was impossible for Qi Cheng to just sit idly by and ignore George Sheng's resentment in secret. There was a seemingly kind but not sincere smile on his face, his lips opened and closed, and he responded aloud. Said: "I'm not a teacher, and Seventh Young Master is not a student under my supervision. How can there be a small report? Besides, even if I did, I can't turn against you, can I?"

When George Sheng heard this, the corners of his lips twitched into a smile that was not a smile, and he replied on the spot: "That's right, for a woman, how can I turn against my friend?"

The smile on Qi Cheng's face widened, and he suddenly asked: "If I am in a hurry someday, how about I accidentally say something about your girlfriend?"

Qiao Zhisheng's fox eyes were slightly raised, clearly looking forward to his appearance, but with an indescribable chill, his thin lips parted, and he replied with a light smile, "You try?"

Throwing out a sentence lightly, the voice is deceptive and pleasant, but everyone who hears this sentence has a chill down their spine.

George Sheng's words were utterly threatening and even provocative.

Several people were talking and walking into the small building. George Sheng was looking at Qi Cheng, and when they were fighting secretly, Lan Yuzhou, Lin Yang and Lin Qi came out from the door, and said with a smile: "Come here!" gone?"

As soon as the conversation here diverged, the tense atmosphere faded slightly.

Song Xi stood beside George Sheng, and Lan Yuzhou personally asked her about her physical condition, and specifically explained the reason why he didn't visit her because he had something to do in the afternoon.

Song Xi has experienced the feeling of being admired by all the stars, and the loneliness of being left alone, but now that people value her again, she understands that this is the strength of the 'backup'.

In the past, she relied on Song Yuanqing, and no one dared to bully her; now she looked up to George Sheng, and no one dared to look down on her.