Chapter 143 Ten billion, fall in love with my grandson
Xiang Wenxing obeyed the order and got into the car, "Brother Yan, you should rest for at least a week from the gunshot wound on your body."
"If you don't want to drive, let me come." Shi Yan's tone became more impatient.
Xiang Wenxing didn't dare to say anything more, and resigned to his fate, he started the car and followed the car Song Jing took.
The car drove forward for more than half an hour, and the roads on both sides became more and more familiar. Shi Yan's eyebrows frowned slightly.
Xiang Wenxing said: "Brother Yan, is this the way to the old house?"
Past this road, there is only Shi's old house and no other buildings.
Song Jing would not come to Shi's old house for no reason. Shi Yan's eyes darkened and looked cold.
He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number. He quickly picked up the call and it was the voice of the old housekeeper, "Master."
"Give the old man the phone."
The old housekeeper handed the phone to the side, "Old man, this is the young master's phone number."
Mr. Shi took the phone and chuckled, "Why, I haven't seen anyone yet, and you've already received the news?"
Sure enough, it was the old man who invited Song Jing.
Shi Yan's voice deepened, "Why are you looking for her?"
"Why are you so nervous?" Mr. Shi was also not angry, "She is so big, how could I, an old man, eat her? I think it would scare you."
"I told you, don't cause trouble for her." Shi Yan frowned, his cold brows filled with irritation, "Besides, it's impossible for me to be with her anymore."
Mr. Shi paused and said, "What do you mean there is no possibility between you and Dr. Song? Brat, are you having a change of heart and falling in love with another woman so quickly?"
"Do you think it's possible?" If he could really fall in love with other women so easily, he wouldn't have lived for twenty-six years and bumped into Song Jing.
Shi Yan lowered his eyes and smiled to himself, "It's Dr. Song who doesn't like me."
"Then Dr. Song's criteria for choosing a spouse are quite normal." Mr. Shi snorted coldly. A servant came over and whispered: "Old man, Dr. Song is here."
The old man raised his head and motioned to the old housekeeper to invite the person in personally, "I won't tell you anymore! Anyway, I don't expect you to give me a great-grandson to make me happy, so you will be alone for the rest of your life.
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"..." At this moment, Shi Yan doubted whether he was picked up by his parents and was not the old man's biological grandson at all. How could a biological grandfather curse his own grandson to be a widower for the rest of his life?
Song Jing was personally welcomed into the tea room of the main house by the old butler. At this time, lunch had already passed and dinner was too early, so he could only have afternoon tea.
"Doctor Song, please." The old housekeeper stopped outside the door and raised the bamboo curtain.
"Thank you." Song Jing thanked him politely and carried the little wolf cub into the tea room.
The style of the teahouse is also ancient. The first thing that catches the eye is an ink painting screen. Song Jing took a look at the signature, which was painted by Grandpa Han.
She turned around the screen and went in. There were several small round cushions inside, and the sliding doors on one side were all opened, facing the garden outside. At this time, in late spring and early summer, many flowers were already blooming in the yard.
"Doctor Song, sit down." Mr. Shi personally picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Song Jing.
"Thank you." Song Jing sat down and took a sip of tea.
Tea scraping oil, she hadn't eaten breakfast or lunch, she was hungry now and didn't really want to drink it.
"I heard that Dr. Song seems to have very high standards. He doesn't even look down on my grandson." Mr. Shi's tone was calm, but as soon as the words came out, the atmosphere in the tea room suddenly changed, and an extremely oppressive air pressure instantly pressed against Song Jing.
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The head of the Shi family is not a real kind old man.
If it were anyone else, I am afraid that she would not be paralyzed by fear or break out in a cold sweat at this moment, but Song Jing's expression did not change, she was still indifferent. If you look closely, you can see that the end of her beautiful eyes is still pressed by Leng Xie.
Patience, "When did Mr. Shi start doing facelifts when he had time?"
"There's no way." Mr. Shi didn't get angry. He took a sip of tea and put down the cup. "Who told me that my grandson can't live up to his expectations? I have no choice but to ask Dr. Song myself. I don't know if Dr. Song looks down on me.
I will ask my grandson to change whatever he has."
Song Jing picked up the little wolf cub lying next to him with his paws raised on the small table to find something to eat, and then prepared to get up, "Mr. Shi, if your health is okay, I will leave first."
"One billion."
Song Jing stood up.
"five billion."
Song Jing held the wolf cub in his arms and lifted up the bamboo curtain with his bag on his back.
"Ten billion." Mr. Shi continued to increase the price, "Dr. Song, ten billion, how about buying you and my grandson to fall in love? Is this price suitable? If you think this price is not suitable, you can open one yourself.
The price is fine, no matter how much it is.”
Song Jing was speechless.
In other wealthy families, the elders in the family give money to let the women leave the men, so don't even think about flying up a branch and becoming a phoenix.
When she arrived, it would be a good idea for Mr. Shi to offer her 10 billion just to let her fall in love with Shi Yan.
If Mr. Shi had offered this price a month ago, Song Jing might have happily agreed to sign a love contract and earn him ten billion.
Only now, she can't earn these 10 billion.
Song Jing lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and walked out.
"Girl Song." Mr. Shi suddenly changed his title, and Song Jing stopped in his tracks.
"Girl Song, you are a doctor. How long do you think I can live at this age?"
Mr. Shi will be eighty this year. When Song Jing detoxified and treated him, he had already discovered that Mr. Shi's body has been worn down over the years and he is not very healthy. Even if he takes good care of himself in the future, he will not be able to live a long life.
Basically impossible.
"Ayan has no one else in his eyes. If I die, he will be alone for the rest of his life." Mr. Shi sighed deeply, "I don't know if there is anything wrong with him, but no one can catch his eye.
Anyone seems to be able to kill someone. It is said that many people like him, but in fact, those people are afraid of him."
"Song Yatou, if nothing else, he must have a lot of money. He likes you now, but if it doesn't work, just pretend to be in love with him and get a marriage certificate. When his relationship fades, you can deceive him as soon as you divorce him.
Half of the family property is not a bad deal no matter how you calculate it."
"How about it? You won't lose money by investing in it."
Song Jing tightened his grip on the shoulder strap of the bag and said, "Mr. Shi, the price is good. There must be a lot of people willing to make this money. You should work harder and find another woman for Mr. Shi."
"Old man, the young master is back."
Before the old housekeeper could finish his reply, Shi Yan had already strode in.
He was tall and long-legged, and he walked from the other side of the corridor to the door of the tea room in a few steps.
Song Jing stood at the door of the tea room holding the little wolf cub in his arms, his eyes indifferent, and his beautiful little face seemed to have other emotions, but the moment he saw Shi Yan appeared, he had calmed down and returned to his usual cold and casual mood.
When Shi Yan passed by Song Jing, he didn't even pause at all, as if he hadn't seen her at all. He opened the bamboo curtain and entered the teahouse without looking away.
Song Jing's brows furrowed almost invisible, he clutched the shoulder strap of his backpack tightly, and left with a pursed lips.
Shi Yan was standing behind the bamboo curtain. When he heard her footsteps leaving, he turned to look at Mr. Shi coldly, "What did you scare her for?" The way the little girl pursed her lips just now, it was clear that she was about to cry after being wronged.
look.
"Hey, didn't you pretend not to know her when you came in? Then you don't care what I did to scare her." Mr. Shi sneered.
"I told you before, don't cause trouble for her."
"What's the matter? If I cause trouble for Girl Song, are you going to fall out with me?" Mr. Shi snorted coldly, "You are so capable, why don't you dare to chase him back? I see that Girl Song didn't drink tea just now.
He even grunted, so he probably didn’t even eat lunch.”
It's already past four in the afternoon and she hasn't had lunch yet?
Shi Yan frowned and turned around to leave the tea room.
"I heard you got shot, how's it going?"
"Can't die."
Shi Yan told the old housekeeper, "Find a reason to keep Song Jing, let the kitchen prepare the food, and send it to her. Wait, she likes the food cooked by Chef Wu Xinju, and has people come over to cook it."
"Yes." The old man agreed and went after Song Jing first.
"Doctor Song, please stay." The old housekeeper smiled and stepped forward, "Please come here, I asked the kitchen to prepare food, you can eat first before leaving. I also have some ideas on how to supplement food with the old man in the future.
I would like to ask Dr. Song about this, and I also ask Dr. Song not to think that I am always troublesome."
"Nothing."
The old housekeeper smiled and said, "Doctor Song, please come here."
Song Jing followed him to the dining room and waited for a while before the food was served one after another.
As per the old rules, it’s all meat and vegetables.
Song Jing picked up a piece of ribs, took a bite, and tightened his grip on the chopsticks.
This taste...is that of an unintentional chef.
An unintentional chef cannot stay in Shi's old house all the time just to cook a meal like this for her.
It turned out that it was not the old housekeeper who wanted to keep her for dinner, but someone who might have known that she had not eaten, so he deliberately found a reason to let her stay for dinner.
Knowing that she liked Chef Wu Xinju's cooking skills, she even brought the chef over.
Just to make such a meal.
Song Jing slowly swallowed the meat in his mouth. His face didn't show much change, but the emotions in his chest surged fiercely.