Song Lucun just glanced at her, looking a little lonely.
He thought Ji Xinyao would not refuse.
"Young man, young man, are you okay?"
Song Lucun felt someone pinching his body and forcibly pulling her back from the dream.
He looked up and saw that he was surrounded by uncles and aunties who were passing by to buy groceries.
"Young man, are you okay? Do you want me to call 120?"
Song Lucun felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly got up.
"It's okay...Thank you, I'm fine..."
With that said, he quickly held on to the wall and turned into the alley.
In front of the door, he saw vegetables scattered on the ground.
Song Lucun suddenly wondered, is this fate?
He remembered that a year ago, the day after Ji Xinyao slammed the door and walked out, she still came and cooked food for him as usual, as if nothing was wrong. The food she cooked that day was almost the same as what she bought today.
Song Lucun didn't think too much. He only felt that Ji Xinyao was pretending to be noble and wanted to refuse but still welcomed her.
But soon, Song Lucun felt that the matter was not that simple, because a confidential document of his was obtained by his opponent. The first suspect that came to mind was Ji Xinyao.
She doesn't want feelings, she doesn't want money, she doesn't want anything, just to help him, just to be his friend, is it possible?
If she doesn't want to get benefits from him, she must have already gotten enough from others.
But Song Lucun did not intend to alert the snake, changed the project process involved in the document, and solved the crisis quietly. However, he did not intend to make it easy for Ji Xinyao, the initiator.
Two days later, Song Lucun made an unprecedented appointment with Ji Xinyao to go shopping.
Ji Xinyao liked to wear some casual long T-trousers, but Song Lucun felt that they were not feminine, so he asked her to change into a skirt that was popular in the season, and she also wore jewelry that looked shockingly expensive at first glance.
She didn't have pierced ears originally, but she made a special trip to have them pierced to match the jewelry Song Lucun bought.
"It will take more than ten days after the silver needle injection to be removed and replaced with earrings." This is what the clerk told her.
Song Lucun looked indifferent, "It's okay, put it on her. If it's not today, it would be meaningless."
The silver needle on the ear was taken out, and the flesh and blood of the hole were quickly connected again. The clerk almost pierced Ji Xinyao's flesh alive before putting new earrings on her. Ji Xinyao was so painful that she almost bit her lip.
She wiped away the painful tears before asking Song Lucun, "What are you going to do today? These things are too valuable, I can't accept them."
"It's okay, you can take it. Let's have dinner together later."
Song Lucun took Ji Xinyao to a high-end restaurant. Ji Xinyao had not been to such a nice place since her mother died. She was a little excited walking beside Song Lucun.
After that, they entered a private room, and Ji Xinyao saw a fat old foreign man sitting inside.
Song Lucun took her hand and pushed her directly to sit next to the old man.
"What...is this?"
"Nothing, Mr. Richard, one of my partners."
Richard took the initiative to extend his hand, and Ji Xinyao had no choice but to extend her hand and shake his hand.
"What a beautiful lady. Shall we have a drink?"
Richard spoke in broken Chinese, holding the wine glass in one hand and touching Ji Xinyao's thigh with the other.
Ji Xinyao was so frightened that she quickly stood up.
Even now, she still wanted to save Song Lucun's face and said politely, "I don't understand your business discussions, so I won't disturb you two."
But at this time, Song Lucun yelled at her, "Sit down! You are not allowed to go anywhere!"
Ji Xinyao had no choice but to sit down.
Richard smiled and approached Ji Xinyao, "Don't you want to help your friend? You are helping him by staying here."
The waiter served the food. Song Lucun looked at each other and the men guarding the door. Soon, he stood up and prepared to leave.
Ji Xinyao quickly grabbed his hand.
"You have to leave."
Song Lucun didn't hesitate and broke away from her.
"Don't you want to help me? Accompanying Mr. Richard is the greatest favor you can do for me."
He quickly exited the box door and asked his men to block the door.
"Song Lucun, let me out!"
Ji Xinyao kept banging on the box door, just like she was banging on the car window today.
He didn't know what happened to Ji Xinyao and Richard, and Richard didn't mention it again afterward. He was covered with injuries and lay naked on the ground. He didn't know whether he had fainted or fallen asleep.
He only remembered that three hours later, he had someone open the door and saw Ji Xinyao running out of the room disheveled, with tears in her eyes, and slapped him in the face.
Song Lucun was not polite to her, and slapped Ji Xinyao directly to the ground.
The two slapped each other for more than a dozen times that day. Ji Jingxue heard that Ji Xinyao had been recovering from an injury for a while, and when she asked her family for money, she was beaten by Ji Chengye.
He didn't care anymore.
Anyway, Ji Xinyao never came to see her again after that day.
She sent all the clothes and jewelry to his address.
Later, his subordinates investigated and found out that the document leak was caused by a deputy general manager of the bank and had nothing to do with Ji Xinyao.
Recalling what happened before, plus today's scene of Ji Xinyao being forced by Song Zilian, Song Lucun suddenly felt a sweet taste in his throat.
He coughed violently, covered it with his hands, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
I don't know whether it was internal injuries caused by being beaten, or caused by depression in the heart.
But the pain all over his body now was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
How cruel was he before that he packaged her into a gift and gave it away.
Thinking of this, Song Lucun couldn't help but slap himself hard several times.
Why did he let Ji Xinyao go through such a terrible thing again? Why didn't he rescue her just now?
At this time, in the car.
Song Zilian carefully inspected Ji Xinyao's scalp.
"Does it hurt? I didn't hurt you just now, did I? Did your hair fall out?"
Ji Xinyao put her hands on her hips, feeling that it was unnecessary.
"I was pressing your hand just now. It's okay. It doesn't hurt."
"I feel bad."
He puffed up his cheeks and carefully helped her breathe in the spot he had just grabbed.
"Why are you feeling distressed? You were biting my neck hard just now, and you looked like you were enjoying it. It still hurts now."
Song Zilian did not hide his worries at being poked by him.
"I do enjoy it, but it doesn't contradict the fact that I feel sorry for you." He said, deliberately leaning down to her ear, "Next time I want to kiss you until your whole body hurts."
Such a straightforward attack made Ji Xinyao blush.
Ji Xinyao felt that she was a little overwhelmed and quickly pushed him away.
"If you're doing a show, just do it. Don't take the opportunity to fake it and do it for real."
Song Zilian glanced at her and sat up straight.
"Okay, I won't pretend to be real, but our relationship is so good that I should lose my reputation and act with you?"
He started to put on airs.
"You haven't lost your reputation, right? It's still so early and no one will see it."
Song Zilian refused to give up, "There are surveillance cameras everywhere on the streets now."
Ji Xinyao finally figured it out. Either he wanted her to admit their relationship, or he wanted to get rewards from her.
The former is not possible, but she can consider the latter.
She crossed her legs, ready to push and pull with him.