Chapter 207 Because the pineapple head will be wronged but will not cry
Ji Xinyao thought about it for a while, and it was not difficult to understand what he meant.
Song Lucun was the most powerful successor when the Song family's original family was burned to death in a fire. If it weren't for the sudden emergence of Song Zilian, the Song family would have fallen into his hands long ago, so those who hated Song Lucun had received Song Zilian's meeting
Fortunately, seeing Song Lucun as a thorn in his side, he would take the initiative to help him.
The first is to avenge oneself, the second is to show loyalty, and the third is to seek asylum.
Ji Xinyao said nothing more, ate her meal slowly, wiped her mouth after finishing her meal, and left the restaurant with Song Zilian.
"I'll take you back."
Song Zilian's driver was waiting at the roadside.
"No need. By the way, let me ask you, did you copy the Song Lucun family?"
"Now is a legal society, how can I have that ability? Xinyao, do you think too much of me?"
Ji Xinyao thought about it, so she added, "No. 43, Changming Street, the address has not changed, right?"
"Are you going to find him?"
"Care a little bit."
She had to figure out Song Lucun's mental state, otherwise her mission would be stuck with him.
"You're not allowed to go." He held her hand.
Ji Xinyao wanted to pull out her hand, but she couldn't do it no matter how hard she tried.
"Song Zilian, you have nothing to do with it."
"I will be angry if you go." Song Zilian said seriously.
Ji Xinyao didn't like the feeling of being restrained like this, so she raised her hand and asked, "Do you have to hold me like this? In the worst case, I'll borrow a knife and cut it off for you. Anyway, if you squeeze it any longer, your bones will be crushed.
Already."
Song Zilian was so frightened that he retracted his hand and watched her rub her wrist, which was covered with a circle of dark red five-finger marks.
At this time, a taxi turned around at the nearby intersection. Ji Xinyao waved and quickly got in the car.
"Master, please go to Changming Street."
Just as she was about to close her eyes and take a rest, she heard a series of WeChat reminders coming from her phone.
They are all from Song Zilian.
[I just ate peaches, guess what kind of peach I ate. I love you so much that there is no way to escape. 】
[I read a book yesterday, and my eyes were swollen from crying. Guess what book it was, I am willing to admit defeat if I fall in love with you.]
[Two little ducks are reading a book, and the other little duck says it’s time to eat. Hurry up and close the book.]
Ji Xinyao burst out laughing.
She glanced at the mist-shrouded crescent moon outside the window and tapped on the screen with her finger.
[Do you think the moon is round today? Is it bright? 】
Song Zilian entered and deleted.
Finally replied to her, [Yuanliang!]
Ji Xinyao knew that he would tell lies.
[If the password is entered incorrectly, the chat system will automatically close.]
Song Zilian still refused to give up.
【Click Help.】
[Click to restart.]
【Click to pay.】
Ji Xinyao did not reply.
Changming Street is very close to the French restaurant, only a few minutes away. Song Lucun lived in a single-family villa on the street.
Ji Xinyao paid the money and searched for Song Lucun's old American-style house for a while. There was no light in the house. When she got closer, she found that the house had been sealed by the court.
No wonder Song Zilian said that now is a legal society.
So she had no choice but to call Song Lucun.
"Where did you move to?"
Song Lucun hesitated, "You went to find me?"
"Well, at your doorstep."
"You should go back early, it's getting late."
"You choose, either tell me your address or I'll wait here for you to pick me up. Otherwise I won't leave."
Song Lucun was silent for a long time.
"Just wait, I'll come right away."
Ji Xinyao waited for half an hour before Song Lucun took a taxi to pick her up. The two returned to a two-story building in the old city. The building was located in a narrow alley. The nearby street lights were not very bright and it was quite difficult to walk.
inconvenient.
"The conditions here are not very good, so be careful." Song Lucun held her hand, his face no longer full of energy as before, and he acted cautiously.
"I'm wearing flat shoes, don't worry, they can walk."
The door is also an old wooden door with many traces of age on it.
Entering the room, there was a leather sofa and glass coffee table that were popular in the early years. Song Lucun asked Ji Xinyao to sit down and poured her a cup of hot water.
"This is the hometown of a friend of mine. He's letting me live here for a while." After he finished speaking, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "I actually don't want you to know this. I'm really down and out now, but your dad is so bad at reading palms.
Yes, I’m relieved too.”
"So you're really afraid of being alone all your life?" Ji Xinyao asked jokingly.
"A little worried." Song Lucun smiled.
Ji Xinyao lowered her head and stopped joking.
"I found out about Guangfeng Bank on the Internet. What are your plans next?"
Song Lucun looked at her, and his expression suddenly changed.
[Song Lucun: Suspicion 1%, total task progress: 1%.]
Did he think she was here to gather information?
Ji Xinyao quickly added, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. After all, we are friends. If there is anything you need my help with, you can ask me."
Song Lucun smiled and sat next to her.
"It's not that I can't say it, it's just that it's all industry terms, and I'm afraid it sounds boring to you. I have my own plans, so I won't just sit back and wait for death. Although my current life is not very good, I will get used to it after living it. It's just a little bit...
Yes, sometimes I feel quite lonely. Speaking of which, I have still grown, at least I am pretty good at cooking now."
"Then I'll try it when I have time, but it's a pity that I've had dinner today." Ji Xinyao's eyes curled up with laughter, but she didn't smile in her heart.
Song Lucun's 1% level of suspicion has not dropped yet.
"Okay, I'll be ready when."
"I don't have a date because I don't have time, so let's do it tomorrow. I'll buy groceries over tomorrow morning, and I'll remember your location."
The atmosphere was just right, and Ji Xinyao's cell phone suddenly vibrated.
It was Song Zilian who called, and Song Lucun also saw it.
She felt that if she didn't answer, he would be more suspicious, so she had no choice but to click the call button.
"A pineapple went to get a haircut. It sat in the shop for a long time and the barber didn't give it a haircut. He said: Please pay attention to me!"
Song Zilian told her cold jokes in an aggrieved manner.
"Why pineapple?" Ji Xinyao asked curiously.
"Because the pineapple head will feel aggrieved but will not cry, but my heart is full of pineapples."
"Where did you learn so many tricks?"
"I'm cutting 20 numbers a day to make data for you. I haven't seen anything like this in the world." After he finished speaking, he thought about it and asked again, "Have you met anyone? I went to Changming Street and couldn't find you."
"Saw it."
"Where? I'll pick you up later. He shouldn't be worried about taking you home now."
Ji Xinyao was silent for a moment, keeping an eye on her.
"Song Zilian, you don't want to find out anything from me, do you? Who said I would go home today."
"You want to stay overnight? I'll forget it if you make me mad..." Song Zilian's voice was a little anxious, "Xinyao, it's not safe for you to stay there. Who knows what he will do to you?"