The man's tall and tall figure walked in, his perfect facial features outlined his handsome face, and his dark eyes easily locked on Jiang Song.
And Jiang Song also saw him at a glance!
She was stunned subconsciously, and then suddenly panicked.
How could it be him?
Xi Qiansheng, a man who hated her to the core.
Is he the guy in the email?!
The man sat down with a chill, leaned lazily on the seat, and slowly said, "Jiang Song?"
Jiang Song's eyes suddenly shrank, he didn't speak, and pursed his lips lightly.
Try to restrain your excitement and try to look more relaxed.
"I should admit it right." Xi Qiansheng looked at her, "I'm used to arriving fifteen minutes early, I like to play American style, and my skills are the same as before. You are Jiang Song."
At this time, Jiang Song was completely alert, and his hands under the table gradually tightened.
He dug his nails into his flesh, trying to hide it, "Sir, what are you talking about? I really want to, but I don't quite understand."
Her denial did not satisfy Xi Qiansheng, and he even sneered, "You don't understand, do you?"
He raised his hand, pulled out a plastic straw from a cup and bucket, rolled it up and put it into her iced Americano.
He continued, "Do you know why your assets have been frozen? Jiang Song, stop pretending, I know, it's you."
Jiang Song's eyes narrowed and he stared at the straw in the cup. The way it was rolled up looked so familiar.
This is also her little habit in life.
What's even more terrifying is why Xi Qiansheng knows all the details of her habits.
And...what is Xi Qiansheng's purpose this time?
She once gave Xi Qiansheng a shot when he was in the most critical moment.
He would never have spared her, and this time he appeared, I'm afraid he was going to...
Jiang Song calmed down and was about to raise his head to deny it, but unexpectedly, a deep male voice suddenly broke in.
"Master Xi is so excited. He is drinking coffee with my woman."
Hearing the voice, Jiang Song raised his eyes and saw Xing Sijue walking towards him.
For a moment, the two of them were quite surprised.
Xing Sijue walked toward them with slender steps. He was wearing a windbreaker. Different from his previous suits and ties, he now looked more handsome and elegant.
The appearance of Xing Sijue also stunned Xi Qiansheng.
Jiang Song reacted very well and called out softly, "Hubby, why are you here? Didn't I tell you to wait for me nearby?"
Xing Sijue's sudden appearance, for her at this time, was nothing more than a natural arrival, a savior.
Xing Sijue sat down next to her, a low laughter escaped from his throat, and he deliberately hugged her waist. The two of them behaved in an intimate manner.
"Master Xi is an old acquaintance. It's okay." Xing Sijue said and turned to look at Xi Qiansheng.
At this moment, his face was extremely dark, and he was also a little surprised, but in front of Xing Sijue, he had to try his best to endure it.
"Yes, you two are old acquaintances of mine." Xi Qiansheng almost gritted his teeth and forced out a smile.
The arrival of Xing Sijue successfully interrupted the topic just now. Now they are reminiscing about the past, while Jiang Song is listening.
"Master Jiu is married?" Xi Qiansheng asked, his eyes glancing at Xing Sijue's hand around Jiang Song's waist.
Xing Sijue smiled, "Yesterday. When did you come back?"
Xi Qiansheng raised his eyebrows, "It was also yesterday."
Xing Sijue rolled his Adam's apple, his eyes were like expressions, he looked at Jiang Song and played with her hair with his big palms. Every move showed his possession of this woman.
"Unfortunately. My wife doesn't like hustle and bustle, so we just invited some relatives and friends to hold the wedding. Next time, when my child is one month old and drinking wine, Mr. Xi can talk to me if he is free."
Xi Qiansheng put his tongue on his cheek and raised his eyebrows, "Okay, I'll definitely come next time. I have something else to do now, so I won't spend more time with you."
After saying that, he looked at Xing Sijue and smiled, then his eyes fell deeply on Jiang Song's face.
Then, he turned and left.
After Xi Qiansheng left, Jiang Song almost breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at the glass of iced Americano in front of him with a sad expression.
"What? Are you feeling a lot of pressure to meet your old lover?"
"What old lover?" Jiang Song frowned.
Seeing her denial, Xing Sijue said in a deep voice, "Isn't it? The way he looks at you is really not innocent."
Only a man knows a man's true face. He could see through Xi Qiansheng's wariness and hostility when he first appeared.
However, he knew what Xi Qiansheng meant, but he still didn't know what Jiang Song meant.
"Wait a minute, you don't mean to say that he likes me, do you? How is that possible? He is just a lunatic. He wants to kill me before it's too late..." Jiang Song looked worried.
But when Xing Sijue heard this, he just raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Really."
"Why did he want to kill you?"
Jiang Song held his head, his thoughts complicated.
She didn't know where to start talking about this to Xing Sijue, and she couldn't.
"I don't know. Maybe they misidentified me as someone else. They asked me some incomprehensible questions as soon as they came up. I must be mentally ill."
Xing Sijue narrowed his handsome eyes, "Really, is it just like this?"
The meaning in his mouth was too straightforward. Jiang Song didn't want to explain, so he suddenly remembered something and asked him.
"How will you be here?"
This is too coincidental, isn't it?
"Passing by." Xing Sijue said coldly.
Only a fool believes it.
"Why are you following me?" Jiang Song said harder.
Xing Sijue pursed his lips lightly, "Don't be too narcissistic, I'm not here for you."
Jiang Song stopped talking and returned home with Xing Sijue.
Finally, when they arrived at the door of their home, Xing Sijue said that there was something else going on at the company, dropped her off, and drove away.
After returning home, Jiang Song received the email again.
As expected, it was Xi Qiansheng's.
——"When did you get married?"
Jiang Song was irritable and typing.
——"Does this matter have anything to do with you? As soon as it appeared, he asked me a lot of inexplicable questions. If sir is sick, I suggest you get treatment as soon as possible. Don't delay the condition. It will be hopeless by then.
The medicine is gone."
Facing Xi Qiansheng, she really didn't want to have any entanglements.
Of course, the email from the other party was also answered quickly.
——"I am indeed ill. I was shot in the left chest with a gun five years ago. The bullet was only six centimeters away from my heart. If the root of the disease is left behind, I will have lifelong illness. Jiang Song, how can I cure this disease?"
Jiang Song's heart tightened when he mentioned this, not because he was nervous, but for himself.
If Xi Qiansheng found her for this matter, she would definitely die.
But fortunately, she is now the young mistress of the Xing family. Everything today clearly shows that as long as Xing Sijue is here, he can't do anything to her!
Thinking of this gave Jiang Song some confidence.
He exhaled heavily and was about to reply.
Suddenly, the phone dinged.
It’s a text message reminding you that your account has arrived.
Her card was transferred 5 million.
That account number is obviously Xi Qiansheng.
The message was also received in the mailbox at the same time,
——"The money is transferred to you, see you again."