The banquet is coming to an end.

One after another, people began to leave.

Song Zhizhi looked at Xin He and seemed to be planning to leave as well.

To be precise, she basically observed his every move intentionally or unintentionally all night.

Until this moment, she hurried over.

Ji Baijian was also having some social engagements by his father at this moment. It is said that the guy joined the company next Monday, so he was not idle today.

"Uncle Xin." Song Zhizhi called him.

Xin He smiled and said, "I know, is there anything wrong with finding my uncle?"

"That's right. I just entered the business management agency and now I need to write a copy during my internship. I originally wanted to find Bai Jian's father, but he was really too busy tonight and didn't have much time at ordinary times, so if Uncle Xin doesn't mind, I would like to ask a few questions."

"It's okay, ask." Xinhe seemed particularly friendly.

Song Zhizhi asked some professional business questions.

Xinhe's answer was particularly detailed.

Song Zhizhi failed to think of other ways to prevent the accident from happening, so he could only delay time.

She wanted to miss the opportunity for the car accident, and many of them might have changed.

After pestering Xin He for almost an hour, everyone in the hall had almost gone, and Ji Baijian also came over after the social engagement.

"Uncle Xin." Ji Baijian was also extremely respectful.

"Yu Jian, I heard from Lao Ji that you are going to join the company."

"You can't keep playing."

"All of you are young and promising."

"Uncle has been awarded too much." Ji Baijian said respectfully to Song Zhizhi, "It's getting late."

"Oh, my uncle and I were having a good chat for a while, which delayed my uncle's time to go home." Song Zhizhi pretended to be surprised, "Then let's go together."

Xinhe smiled and nodded.

The group left the banquet hall.

Song Zhizhi watched Xin He's car leave.

Ji Baijian looked at her meaningfully, "You don't worry about being related to the Xin family, right?"

"No." Song Zhizhi laughed, "I was wondering if it would be better to save a life than to build a seven-level pagoda."

Ji Baijian frowned.

"It's getting late, go back." Song Zhizhi smiled.

Ji Baijian didn't ask.

Song Zhizhi, who was sent by Ji Baijian, went back.

It was already a little late when Song Zhizhi and Lu Xiaolang returned to the Song family compound.

The two went back to their rooms separately.

Lu Xiaolang is in the room next to Song Zhizhi.

Just after Song Zhizhi took a shower, he heard a knock on the door outside the door.

Song Zhizhi opened the door.

Lu Xiaolang said, "I can't find the iodine and bandages at home."

"Where are you injured?" Song Zhizhi asked, walking out of the door and searching for it in the lobby.

"High heels and feet are beaten." Lu Xiaolang replied, saying quietly, "It turns out that it is different from stilts."

Song Zhizhi is really funny and distressed.

She got the first aid kit at home and took Lu Xiaolang back to her room. She looked at the mark of Xue Zhezhi following her, and blamed her, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

“It doesn’t hurt very much.”

That's weird.

Song Zhizhi has not been beaten by high heels!

She sat by the bed of Lu Xiaolang to help her apply medicine.

Lu Xiaolang looked at her.

When leaving the martial arts style, the master once said that people outside have many scheming, and they always put interests first and must not trust anyone casually.

But at this moment she felt that what the master said was not completely correct.

She felt that Song Zhizhi was very good to her.

"What are you doing at the banquet?" Song Zhizhi asked while carefully applying medicine to Lu Xiaolang.

"I don't know." Lu Xiaolang didn't know what Yin Qin would do in one day.

She felt that he was different from ordinary people.

The few people she has come into contact with are different!

"He brought me to a group of his friends, went to find Ji Baixin again, and then left by himself as if angry." Lu Xiaolang said, finally summing up, "Yinqin and Ji Baixin are enemies."

Song Zhizhi couldn't help laughing.

This simple girl.

She said, "No, Yinqin likes Ji Baixin very much, but Ji Baixin doesn't like him. In order to find a sense of existence in front of Ji Baixin, he will deliberately say something that makes people think that he doesn't like Ji Baixin. In short, it is childish."

Lu Xiaolang seems to understand.

"Okay." Song Zhizhi didn't say much. She put some medicine on Lu Xiaolang and put on bands, "Go to bed early."

"Um."

Song Zhizhi left and lay on the bed.

I didn’t remember much about Yin Qin’s marriage to Ji Baixin in my previous life.

I don't remember who the two got married to.

After all, she cared too little about these things in her previous life.

...

The next day.

Because on the weekend, Song Zhizhi fell asleep until he woke up naturally.

She got up and washed downstairs.

What are Song Shan and Nie Wenzhi talking downstairs?

After experiencing Nie Xiaofei's affairs, Nie Wenzhi was sad for a while before he recovered. Now his relationship with Song Shan is better.

"Zhizhi, you're up." Nie Wenzhi called her affectionately, "I asked the servant to prepare breakfast for you, and I'll call them."

"No, I'll do it myself." Song Zhizhi knew that Nie Wenzhi was deliberately trying to please him.

Nie Wenzhi also knew that Song Zhizhi would not trust her easily now.

But the two still live together in such a hypocritical way.

"I know, I'm going to the Xin family later. Do you want to follow me?" Song Shan spoke.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhizhi asked while waiting for the servant to go to breakfast.

"Oh." Song Shan sighed, "Xin He had a car accident last night and was sent to the hospital without rescue. It was a pity that the death of his death was announced early this morning!"

Song Zhizhi stared at his father in a daze.

So... it was not redeemable.

I feel a little fluctuating in my heart, just like a life that passes from my palm.

"Know it?"

"Yes." Song Zhizhi came back to his senses, "Okay, I'll go with you later!"

"Then I'll wait for you, you go to have a meal first."

Song Zhizhi sat at the dining table, thought about it and sent a message to Ji Baijian, "Uncle Xin has passed away."

"Everyone in Jincheng knew about it, it was very sudden, so it was considered a big news."

Before she could read the news, she sent another message, "Are you going?"

"I'll go with my father in a while."

"So too. I'll go after breakfast."

"I suddenly thought about what you said last night to save a life."
To be continued...