"He made this call on purpose. I shouldn't explain his specific motives to you, right?"
Ji Xinyao herself couldn't explain it clearly. Anyway, she spoke first, and she just said "I'm so disappointed if you can't see through this" on her forehead.
As he expected, Song Lucun replied, "It's not surprising that Song Zilian has a deep mind."
After he finished speaking, he thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to stay today? I'll clean up the room." After saying that, he stood up.
"Will it bother you?"
"No. But I'm afraid you won't be used to it."
"Are you not used to it? Aren't we sleeping separately?" She also stood up, "You tell me where the things are, and I can clean them up myself. I didn't intend to bother you at first, but it's a bit dark today, and the path outside is indeed
It’s a bit difficult to walk.”
As she said this, she walked in front of Song Lucun and went upstairs alone.
This kind of self-built small building usually has the kitchen, living room and dining room on the first floor, and the second floor is where people live.
Song Lucun followed her up like a guest.
"By the way, there is a vegetable market near your place. I promised to buy vegetables tomorrow, and you can cook them for me."
"It's a bit far, I'll go with you."
The two entered a room on the second floor and turned on the light. The decoration inside was very simple, with broken 囍 characters on the walnut-colored furniture.
"I'll get you two quilts. You sit down first."
Song Lucun brought the quilt, and Ji Xinyao skillfully packed it up herself.
She doesn't dislike the shabby place here. After all, she is someone who has traveled through ancient times and lived in a cave.
"Then good night first. Let's go to the vegetable market early tomorrow morning. I'm afraid it won't be fresh if it's late. How about six o'clock?" Ji Xinyao took the initiative to make an appointment.
"Okay, I'll call you then."
After Song Lucun left, Ji Xinyao turned on her phone and sent a few messages to make arrangements for tomorrow.
The next day, when it was dark and bright, the two of them got up and went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.
On the way, Ji Xinyao deliberately recalled the past.
"The oysters over there seem to be very fresh, let's go and have a look."
Song Lucun was pulled by her towards the seafood market. When he was about to reach the stall in two steps, she stopped.
"No, I remember you don't like eating oysters. You didn't even eat a bite of the ones I cooked for you before."
Ji Xinyao was talking about what happened between the original owner and Song Lucun. That incident hurt the original owner particularly deeply.
Song Lucun hesitated for a moment and said quickly, "It's not that I don't like to eat it. If you like it, Xinyao, let's buy some. I'll check the information and I can make it."
"Okay." Ji Xinyao returned him a sweet smile.
The two of them walked around the vegetable market. Song Lucun vaguely felt that the vegetables Ji Xinyao bought seemed to be a replica of that day, but he was not sure that Ji Xinyao really liked to eat them.
Finally, when the two of them finished shopping for groceries and returned home carrying cloth bags, they found that Song Zilian was already standing in the yard in front of the small building, with several people dressed as bodyguards standing behind him.
"How did you find this place?" Ji Xinyao asked with a frown.
Song Zilian took out his mobile phone unhurriedly and opened the positioning app that Ji Xinyao had downloaded for him.
"Of course you told me." After he finished speaking, he walked towards Ji Xinyao with a cold face, "Do you know that I waited for you downstairs last night." He grabbed Ji Xinyao's hair fiercely.
, "Have you slept with him?"
The dishes in Ji Xinyao's hands fell to the ground. She cried out in pain and hit Song Zilian with both hands, "Let me go!"
Song Zilian's lips were close to hers, "I asked you if you slept with him, talk!"
Song Lucun quickly ran over to stop Song Zilian's violence, but was kicked to the ground by him.
"Song Lucun, you are just like the Clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, so don't meddle in other people's business!"
After he finished speaking, he picked up Ji Xinyao, turned out of the alley, threw her into the back seat of the car, and closed the door.
Song Lucun chased him out in embarrassment, only to see Ji Xinyao slapping the car door, trying to get out. As soon as she opened it a crack, she was immediately hugged by Song Zilian who entered from the other side and pulled back.
Song Zilian forcibly pulled Ji Xinyao's body, supported her head with one hand, strangled her wrist with the other, lowered his head and bit her lip.
Violent, cruel, crazy.
It's like being sadistic.
Some images popped up in Song Lucun's mind. He wanted to step forward to rescue Ji Xinyao, but was stopped by several bodyguards who punched him in the face.
He got up, then fell down hard. He struggled several times until he was beaten until he could no longer get up.
The bodyguard kicked him twice to make sure he didn't move again, then got into another car and drove away.
Song Lucun almost fainted. In his dream, he seemed to have returned to a year ago.
At that time, he had just taken over the position of president of Guangfeng Bank, and many people were dissatisfied with him. Song Lucun not only had to worry about the profitability of the company, but also had to fight wits and courage with a group of old people and young people, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.
He likes to live alone and does not hire servants at home. At that time, Ji Xinyao often came to take care of his life, helping him with cooking and cleaning, so that he could peacefully pursue his career.
To be honest, Song Lucun didn't hate the original owner Ji Xinyao at that time. He just felt that she was rushing to the door, and she was very measured. She always finished her work without disturbing him, and left silently. So Song Lucun only regarded Ji Xinyao as a person.
Free hourly employment.
"It's okay. I'll just come over after finishing my work in a nearby secret room. It won't be any trouble."
Ji Xinyao always smiled, but Song Lucun didn't believe that someone was being nice to him for no reason, not to mention that this person was Ji Jingxue's sister.
"I'm not afraid of trouble for you, I'm afraid that Jingxue will misunderstand. I don't quite understand the market for this job. Please give me a price. How much should I pay you."
Song Lucun's attitude towards Ji Xinyao was completely contemptuous.
"Then you can pay for the groceries. The total for the past two months is one thousand and fifty."
"Where's your wages?"
"I don't have to, we are all friends, why are you so polite to me?"
"Miss Ji, I think you misunderstood. We have never been friends. If it weren't for the fact that you are Jingxue's sister, I would have driven you away a long time ago. I don't know what your intentions are for pestering me like this, but I feel for you
There will be no change in attitude."
After saying that, he took out a wad of money and placed it in front of Ji Xinyao.
"Although I don't like you very much, I never like letting people work in vain. I don't mind having an underground lover, as long as Jingxue doesn't know about it."
Ji Xinyao frowned in displeasure.
"Song Lucun, are you sick? I just saw that you have been too busy recently, so I wanted to help you... We are very good friends, don't you remember? Why do you keep telling me about Ji Jingxue..."
When Song Lucun heard her mention Ji Jingxue's name, he felt that she was not worthy, so he raised his voice and said in a deliberately humiliating tone, "Is it because the money was not enough? How much do you want?"