Song Jing stood expressionless with one hand in his pocket, glanced at You Ling's stretched out hand, and had no intention of reaching out.
You Ling smiled and took back her hand, not seeming embarrassed.
"I heard that you look a lot like me, and I couldn't help but be curious, so I came over to take a look." You Ling smiled, "To be honest, I was really shocked when I saw you. In this world
, even though we don’t have any blood relationship, there are still people who look so similar to me, it’s really amazing.”
"Don't you feel shocked when you see me?"
"I'm not as timid as you." Song Jing said in a calm tone, "And the human body is nothing more than a carbonyl organism composed of genetic sequences. There is nothing surprising about the similarity in appearance. You have too little experience."
The smile on You Ling's face froze for a moment. She didn't even understand what Song Jing was talking about.
"Miss Song, why are you so hostile to me?" You Ling looked at Song Jing, not wanting to miss any change in her face, but Song Jing's expression was always indifferent, even when he saw her appearance
She didn't show any anger, which was completely different from what she expected.
Is this why Master Shi values Song Jing so much?
A flash of unwillingness and jealousy quickly flashed through You Ling's eyes, and she smiled again, refusing to admit defeat, "I came here today really just to see you, and I have no ill intentions."
"I know you have been by Ayan's side during this period. I am very happy and grateful to you for being able to give him some comfort when he was in pain."
"Although you are not me after all, and this kind of comfort is just Ayan's way of numbing himself, I still want to thank you."
"Have you finished thanking me?" Song Jing said calmly: "After thanking you, make way. Any good dog knows not to block the way."
You Ling's face suddenly darkened, "Ms. Song, I expressed my gratitude to you with such kind words. Do you need to speak harshly to me like this? Is this going too far?"
"Do you think this is too much?" Song Jing raised his brows, with a surly look in his eyes, "Then if I take action, shouldn't you die of grievance and call your Ayan and ask him to support you?
"
Of course it was impossible for You Ling to call Shi Yan.
Because even if Shi Yan comes, it is impossible to bully Song Jing towards her.
What's more important is that she doesn't have Shi Yan's contact information at all.
"That will only embarrass Ayan, and I won't do that." You Ling said: "I understand Ayan, although you are just my substitute, but since he has been with you, he will not be truly heartless.
Yi, I don’t want to embarrass him.”
"Now that Ayan and I are back together, I just want us to be happy and let the past be behind us forever. The same goes for people."
"Miss Song, let me tell you the truth. I came to you today because I do have other selfish motives."
"Although I believe in the relationship between Ayan and I, and I have confidence in myself, I still hope that you will not contact Ayan again in the future, and it is best not to appear in front of Ayan. This is good for all of us."
Song Jing laughed when he heard what You Ling said, but the smile was cold and mocking and did not reach his eyes.
"You Ling, you shouldn't have appeared in front of me today."
"I can see the lack of confidence in your eyes and the cowardice in you at a glance."
"To be honest, in Shi Yan's eyes, I am just your substitute. I really feel that Shi Yan is either blind or has a serious brain disease."
"But everyone has their own preferences for turnips and greens. Some people just like to eat bran greens. It's like a dog that likes to eat shit no matter how hard you beat it. It can't be changed."
"I have no interest in competing for men with others. After you remember this, you'd better not mess with me again."
"I don't have a very good temper. I dare to hit Shi Yan, let alone you."
"Get out of the way."
You Ling was shocked by Song Jing's aura and subconsciously stepped aside to get out of the way.
Song Jing put one hand in his pocket, grabbed the shoulder strap of his backpack and walked towards the bus stop.
Her brows were filled with anger, and her eyes were dark and cold.
Shi Yan was so awesome that he actually let his childhood sweetheart dance in front of her to disgust her.
What?
Did Shi Yan think that Song Jing, who had been with him for a few months, was so soft-hearted that she couldn't even pick up a knife?
Yan Yan looked down on her too much at that time!
Song Jing raised her hand and pulled the hood of her sweater over her head, and followed the others in line to get on the bus. Her aura was filled with coldness, and she was very difficult to mess with. No one dared to approach her.
On the dark web, everyone is paying attention to the dynamics of this phantom boss during this time.
The orders they received were all smaller and smaller, and they all showed that they had been completed. They stared at them every day to see the number of orders decrease, and they felt as if they were watching a drama.
[I wonder which unlucky person will be targeted by the Phantom Boss today. There are only three orders left, why not open a market and place a bet and see which order will be completed in two days? 】
[I placed the first order. Two million!]
[I have always disliked you. If you place the first order, I will place the second and third orders at two million each.]
On the dark web, a big market appeared quickly, and everyone placed bets. This is also a very common thing on the dark web.
Song Jing looked at it with his mobile phone and placed bets on numbers one, two and three.
A few days later, everyone was staring at this disk and the latest news about Phantom.
Click!
The remaining three orders are displayed as completed at the same time.
【What is going on? Who wins?】
[Dealer, if three orders are completed at the same time, does this count as your loss?]
The dealer silently took out a screenshot of three orders. In each order, Phantom himself placed the largest bet.
[Damn it, can you still operate like this Σ(⊙▽⊙"a?]
[I’ve learned, I’ve learned, will I sit like this in the future? 】
[Upstairs, you want to do this, but do you have the terrifying strength of Phantom Boss? 】
[It seems that the Phantom boss is really short of money and not crazy, so don’t worry. 】
Song Jing returned to the apartment, took off his bloody T-shirt, applied medicine to the wounds on his abdomen and arms, and wrapped bandages.
Her mobile phone beeped four times in a row, indicating that four amounts of money were deposited into her overseas account.
The commissions from three orders and the income from one darknet bet totaled 230 million.
Song Jing bit a piece of bandage and glanced at the screen of his phone, continuing to bandage the wound on his arm, his eyebrows were indifferent, without any fluctuation.
After taking care of the wound, she went to wash her body with cold water and a towel.
Now in December, the temperature in the imperial capital has already approached subzero, and the cold water feels like a biting chill when it touches your body.
Now only this kind of coldness can suppress the bloodthirsty and irritability in her eyes.
After scrubbing, Song Jing took another cold shower, then changed into clothes, wiped his hair with a dry towel and left the bathroom.
The mobile phone thrown on the sofa in the living room was vibrating crazily. Song Jing picked it up and looked at the caller ID, then answered the phone, "Hello."
"Xiao Jing'er, have you vented enough?" Sha Manyin's voice came from the phone.
Song Jing hummed lightly.
Sha Manyin on the other end of the phone was obviously relieved, "We have obtained Mingzhou, so why don't you find time to go back to Heiyun?"
"Not recently, I have something else to do."
"Is there anything else? What's the matter?" Sha Manyin's voice immediately became tense. Could it be related to Shi Yan?
"It's about school." Song Jing turned on his cell phone, threw it on the coffee table, and opened a can of beer.
"I can still drink. It seems that I'm not too injured." Sha Manyin paused and said with more hesitation, "Xiao Jing'er, what, I have something to tell you."
"What?" Song Jing snuggled into the sofa, put his long legs on the coffee table, and lay down lazily.
"I am pregnant."
"Pfft!" The beer in Song Jing's mouth spurted out.