Chapter 107 Wen Ruyan took the initiative to find her
"I...go in first."
Jiang Song lowered his head, not looking at him, and walked quickly inside after speaking.
She should control her behavior very well, because she will face an incredible action later.
She successfully contacted Wen Ruyan yesterday.
Actually, it wasn't her who contacted her, but Wen Ruyan who found her.
Just before all her defenses were about to collapse yesterday, Wen Ruyan found her.
It was a direct phone call.
Jiang Song didn't even have time to reminisce about this friendship, explain his identity to her, or even solve the matter of Chu Xiuhan during this period...
Wait, none of this is explained.
As soon as Wen Ruyan opened her mouth, she felt that she didn't need to explain any of this, she knew everything.
"I'm looking for you."
These few words actually made the corners of Jiang Song's eyes moist.
"Ruyan...are you okay?" Jiang Song choked and spoke.
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time, and then he slowly said, "Thanks to you, I'm living a good life."
Jiang Song nodded, "That's good..."
"But you, Jiang Song, who used to be all-powerful and formidable, are now like this. It's really ridiculous."
Wen Ruyan's sarcasm and cunningness were not wrong at all.
In the past, Jiang Song was the kid who got the worst deck of cards among their group. He had no talent and had an eye-catching face.
This is not a good thing for orphans.
It will often attract the attention of traffickers.
But unexpectedly, with such a bad hand, Jiang Song had the ultimate effect.
Not only did she sit on a respected throne by herself, but she also supported Chu Xiuhan step by step from an illegitimate son of the Chu family to a man who was looked down upon by all the masters of the Chu family.
But success also means Xiao He loses Xiao He.
Now, she is nothing.
It's sad.
"I..." Jiang Song wanted to say, but where should he start this story?
At the same time, it was not easy to get on the phone with Wen Ruyan.
She doesn't want to waste time talking about the past with someone who can make her feel completely at ease to be the original Jiang Song.
So I wanted to ask more about Wen Ruyan’s life...
But Wen Ruyan's purpose is not just a phone call.
"About those things about you, you'd better stand in front of me alive and explain to me. I don't want to hear anything now. Tomorrow, I will take my people and ambush in City A. You can find a way to get out of the Xing family.
Leave the rest to me."
Then, Wen Ruyan told her their detailed plan.
After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone.
Don't give Jiang Song a chance to say another word.
Jiang Song looked at her hands, she knew that Wen Ruyan was still blaming her.
I blame her for saving her with my own hands, but pushing her away, blaming her for becoming her hope, and then blaming her for crushing her dreams with my own hands.
"Why are you always in a daze today?" Xing Sijue put his arm around her slender waist from behind, leaned close to her ear, and said warmly.
This magnetic voice interrupted Jiang Song's thoughts, and she came back to her senses from yesterday's memories.
Suddenly he looked at the man beside him.
He turned his head and the two met their eyes.
Today he is dressed very casually, without the sharp edge of his previous suits and leather shoes. Instead, his black hair is scattered in front of his eyes, and his black eyes are a bit more smiling.
This man with a handsome face and graceful figure has women lining up to love him wherever he stands.
Jiang Song is not at all. If she had any illusions before, she would be sober now.
The difference between him and Chu Xiuhan is that he is a better-looking scumbag and an ugly scumbag.
"This seems to be my first time shopping with you. I'm not used to seeing so many people watching." Jiang Song dodges his eyes and makes a random joke.
"There will be many opportunities in the future." Xing Sijue held her hand, intertwined their fingers, and walked towards the mall.
It was rare that he was in such a good mood, so he took her to shop from shop to shop, and almost bought more than half of the things in each shop.
But those things were not chosen by Jiang Song himself.
She only has to be responsible for trying on clothes like a robot, one after another.
Xing Sijue will eventually buy them all.
Until I tried on a white lace dress.
Jiang Song looked at himself in the mirror, his thoughts in a trance.
Suddenly a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist, and Xing Sijue hugged her from behind.
"Do you remember this skirt?"
Jiang Song came back to his senses and looked at himself in the mirror carefully. He looked up and down at the white skirt. It seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
"When I saw you in the mall, you were wearing this skirt and fell into Chu Xiuhan's arms." Xing Sijue raised his lips coldly.
After being reminded by him, she also remembered it.
However, she never expected that Xing Sijue would remember such a common thing after such a long time.
Xing Sijue's slender hands tied the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears.
"Although I know you did it on purpose and I know your purpose, looking back now, I still can't help but want to chop off Chu Xiuhan's hand."
These sudden words made Jiang Song frown.
I looked back at him, somewhat confused.
"What do you mean?" Jiang Song asked.
Xing Sijue pinched her chin and said, "No one else can even look at my things."
Jiang Song turned away in disgust. She was really fed up with his rhetoric, as if he was so affectionate and devoted.
In fact, it's just possessiveness.
He pressed close to Jiang Song and spoke slowly, "Actually, you're right. I do fall in love with you, and it's deeper than you imagined."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Song was completely stunned and his whole body became stiff.
What is this man talking about?
Jiang Song's eyebrows moved slightly, "Don't be ridiculous, I don't like it."
There was a hint of mockery in Xing Sijue's tender eyes. He knew that she rejected him and was afraid of him, and he also knew that he should take his time.
But he couldn't stand it. Every cell in this woman's body was thinking about how to escape from him and leave him.
Thinking of this, his dark eyes became a little gloomier.
"If you don't like it, then I won't say anything." Xing Sijue let go of his hand, "I think you don't like the clothes here very much. Go upstairs, I prepared some by myself."
Jiang Song frowned slightly, this man's face changed really quickly.
However, she looked at the time and saw that it was almost here.
So she decided to follow Xing Sijue upstairs first, and then find an opportunity to come down later.
With this thought in mind, she followed Xing Sijue upstairs.
But what she didn't expect was that the upstairs Xing Sijue mentioned was not a store, but a separate floor that belonged only to him.
Inside, there are many high-end dresses.
It's the kind that, when Jiang Song stands here, he can't even see his head wherever he looks.
Especially when she took a casual look and saw several classic collection dresses that even money could not buy.
"What, which one do you like? These are all yours. You can ask someone to pick them up at any time." Xing Sijue leaned into her ear and spoke softly.