Chapter 65 Jiuye treats you differently from other women
Jiang Song thought that moving out of Lin Wanwan would make him have some scruples, or something else.
but……
Xing Sijue continued his actions as if he hadn't heard.
"Uh... let go, let go." Jiang Song struggled to push away. She resisted this kind of intimacy.
She has her own bottom line.
Xing Sijue was quite dissatisfied with the woman's resistance, which may have been caused by alcohol. Adrenaline hormones surged rapidly, so he directly restrained Jiang Song and held her down, not allowing her to move.
"Ah!" Jiang Song exclaimed, gritting his teeth, "Xing Sijue!"
Xing Sijue's strength was too strong and it hurt her.
She didn't say a word, but just stared at Xing Sijue with scarlet eyes in despair.
If she continues like this, she may really fight her to the death.
Even if I have no chance of winning.
Xing Sijue frowned, his deep eyes reflected her little face, and the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated.
As if to compromise, he slowly loosened his grip on her hand, then stood up and walked towards the bathroom without saying a word.
Jiang Song was left lying on the bed alone in a daze.
Just... is it over?
It seemed like the tit-for-tat confrontation just now was like a dream.
It goes as quickly as it comes.
Jiang Song didn't want to stay in this room anymore. Xing Sijue would definitely stay and sleep after taking a shower, even though this was her bedroom.
She opened the door and went downstairs to drink some water to wake herself up.
The light in the living room was still on, and Jiang Song felt a little strange. Just as he was about to turn it off, he was stopped by a familiar male voice.
"Young Madam."
It's Xiao Song.
He was standing next to the small sofa in the living room, with a computer and a simple cup of coffee in front of him.
Jiang Song was shocked, because people would not come into Xing Sijue's house easily. Even the cleaning staff and servants rarely came because Xing Sijue had mysophobia.
"Why...are you here?" Jiang Song was surprised and asked as he walked in.
Xiao Song smiled and said, "Master Jiu is drunk and asked me to come here to guard him."
"Guard?" Jiang Song raised his eyebrows.
Could it be that he was afraid that he would be murdered by her at night when he was drunk?
Xiao Song replied: "Yes, Master Jiu was worried that your wound would worsen in the middle of the night and he would be too drunk to deal with it in time, so he asked me to guard it here."
For a moment, Jiang Song was stunned.
She didn't expect this to be the reason.
"Oh, that's it... My wound has healed a lot. Nothing will happen tonight. You can get off work first." Jiang Song lowered his head and poured himself water, covering his slightly stunned eyes in a panic.
Xiao Song turned his head and did not answer.
After drinking the water, Jiang Song regained his previous indifference and prepared to go upstairs, "Don't worry, nothing will happen tonight. I will explain it to you and Master Jiu tomorrow morning."
Xiao Song did not answer this, but called Jiang Song.
"Young Madam."
Jiang Song raised his eyebrows and turned around, thinking that he was going to tell him that he couldn't disobey Master Jiu's order or something.
But unexpectedly, Xiao Song opened his mouth and told her a very strange thing.
"I don't know if I am qualified to say this, but from the perspective of a subordinate, I still want to say to you, please be nice to Master Jiu."
Xiao Song is very tall, and he is definitely the best among bodyguards. Although he is inferior to Xing Sijue, he is definitely the best among men.
But at this moment, Xiao Song was standing in front of her, rather condescendingly, sincerely asking her to be nice to Master Jiu.
Jiang Song laughed, "Don't worry, I eat his food and live his life, how can I embarrass him."
What he said is also true.
Xiao Song pursed his lips, "That's not what I'm talking about. Madam, you should also be able to see that Master Jiu treats you differently from other women."
"Different?" Jiang Song turned sideways and looked at him with a little doubt.
Xiao Song nodded, "I, as Jiu Ye's assistant for so many years, have never seen him be so kind to any woman."
At this time, Jiang Song was completely confused.
Have you ever been so kind to any woman?
Is this true?
"Wait, what do you mean? You don't mean to say..."
Maybe Xing Sijue likes her.
Jiang Song simply thought it was a joke and didn't even want to say it.
However, Xiao Song was very determined.
"Madam, you may not know that during your injury, Master Jiu personally took care of everything in the care ward. He was always at your bedside watching you wake up. Everything around you was also prepared for you personally. I
I have never seen Master Jiu treat any woman like this, I can feel that he treats you differently, that kind of love is sincere."
Jiang Song: "Ah?"
"Perhaps if I don't tell you about this, Master Jiu will never let you know in his lifetime. Master Jiu is drunk today. In fact, he really hopes that you can care about him and take the initiative to see him. Although Master Jiu sometimes has no idea what he is thinking.
I can’t see through it, but he is also a man, a man who can be soft sometimes, so madam, please see that Master Jiu has paid so much for you, and for the sake of the relationship between husband and wife, be kind to Master Jiu."
Jiang Song has no memory of when Xiao Song left.
After hearing those words, she felt like her feet were nailed to the stairs, and her mind went blank.
The feeling welling up in my heart was a bit strange, and my fingers were numb.
Xing Sijue's words just now came to mind one after another.
Did Xing Sijue actually do so much to himself?
He guarded him for three days and three nights, but he didn't even want to look at him when he was drunk.
Jiang Song bit his lip, thinking about it, he did seem to be a little... not good.
That night, she, who rarely suffered from insomnia, couldn't fall asleep.
She didn't sleep much all night and didn't dare to go back to her room. She thought about it but didn't know how to face Xing Sijue.
So the next day, I got up early in the morning.
I made breakfast for Xing Sijue.
When she put breakfast on the table, Xing Sijue happened to come downstairs.
The moment he saw her, Xing Sijue's Adam's apple rolled and he was stunned for a moment.
His attitude was always cold, but Jiang Song was unexpectedly very enthusiastic.
"You're awake."
Jiang Song greeted him excitedly.
He was so excited that he almost bumped into Xing Sijue.
Xing Sijue raised a hand to keep her away, and looked at the apron she was wearing with a little disgust.
Xing Sijue has mysophobia, which is very serious.
Jiang Song realized it quickly, and was about to take off the apron in a hurry, but he didn't expect that he had tied the apron in a tight knot and couldn't untie it...
"What's the matter?" Xing Sijue frowned, "Speak quickly."
Jiang Song smiled brightly, "It's no big deal, let's have breakfast together, I made it myself."
Xing Sijue raised his eyebrows and glanced deeply at him with his dark eyes, and then at the takeaway packaging box behind her that had not been thrown away.
Jiang Song was embarrassed and said angrily, "I ordered and poured it myself."
Really, it is much more difficult for her to cook than to kill her. She and the kitchen are not compatible!
Jiang Song blinked, hoping that Xing Sijue could give her some face.
Xing Sijue was silent for a long time, with a foul look on his face.
Jiang Song looked like he wasn't going to agree, so he gritted his teeth.
However, he pulled off his tie and said calmly, "Let go and have breakfast."
Jiang Song was pleasantly surprised. He let go of his hand unexpectedly and opened the stool happily.