Chapter 139 - Miss Song with Good Fortune and Short Life (1/2)
Chapter 139: Miss Song with Good Fortune and Short Life
It is four o’clock the next morning when Song Yunxuan wakes up.
She sleeps too much, so her mind is not very clear. She raises her hand and supports her forehead before she gets up.
There is no one beside her.
Chu Mochen doesn’t like oversleeping.
She doesn’t like sleeping till dawn, either.
She puts on the bathrobe to take a bath in the bathroom. Unexpectedly, Chu Mochen is not there. She thinks he may have gone out early.
But it’s only four o’clock in the morning. It’s too early.
After taking a bath, she sits on the sofa for a while. There are two missed calls and two messages on her mobile phone.
One is sent by people who spies on Song Yunying. The other is sent by Song Yunying herself.
And those two calls, one is from Song Yunying, the other is from people spying on Song Yunying.
It seems that both of them couldn’t contact her, so they sent her messages.
The content of the message is within her expectation.
Song Yunying is willing to stand on her side.
Turning off the mobile phone, she raises her lips.
That’s just right. She needs help, though Song Yunying once wanted to hurt her.
Although there is a saying that disloyal for once, never use for a hundred times, her experience over the years tells her that there is no permanent enemy or friend in the business circle.
There is only the permanent interest.
Since Song Yunying is useful to her, why doesn’t she use her?
She stretches her hands to hold the collar of her bathrobe together and turns to look at the night outside the window.
Thoughts fly.
Tick tock…
The night outside the window fades. The dark blue sky gradually turns into light blue, and then turns bright gradually.
At six o’clock the door is opened.
Chu Mochen steps in quietly.
Song Yunxuan keeps eyes on him.
He finds it when he closes the door and looks back, “Oh, you have woken up.”
“Yes.” She answers.
Although the quality of her sleep has been much better recently, it is still not the same as that of most normal people.
She has the dream, the last tragic death. As long as she closes her eyes, the demon of mind would emerge.
She is afraid that she would cry out when asleep.
So she couldn’t fall asleep.
The quality of her sleep has also been poor.
Chu Mochen changes a suit, and it’s still a dark suit as usual. The s.h.i.+rt is white without tie, and the two b.u.t.tons on the neckline are untied.
She sees his skin behind his collar, and even his collarbone when he leans down.
Her cheeks are a little hot when she thinks about last night.
“Where have you been?”
“Huo Ting also lives in this hotel. He asks me out for a drink at two o’clock.”
“At a night club?”
“Come on. How can I go there after you fall asleep?”
Song Yunxuan reaches for his suit and puts apart the two sides. She gets close to his chest and smells it.
“What? Can you smell the perfume? “
Song Yunxuan lies in the sofa lazily. She was a little bit more energetic just now, but now she is totally out of spirits again.
“Well, it’s just the taste of vodka.”
Chu Mochen holds her in arms, “Today I will take you to see someone.”
“The man you asked me to see yesterday?”
She thinks of what Chu Mochen has told her yesterday.
Chu Mochen nods, “We’ll go after breakfast, or else he would go back today.”
Song Yunxuan raises her head suspiciously, “Who is he? He actually puts on airs like this.”
Chu Mochen lightly shaves her cheek with his thumb. It seems that he likes her smooth and tender cheek very much, “You will know after seeing him with me.”
Song Yunxuan lowers her eyelashes. Her long eyelashes cover the look in her eyes. She seems to agree and nods gently.
After having breakfast with Chu Mochen, she goes to see the man in the hotel suit mentioned by Chu Mochen.
After entering the door, she finds he is an old man. He is thin, darker than the local people, and his eyes are muddy. He looks more than 70 years old.
Song Yunxuan turns her head and looks at Chu Mochen suspiciously. “Who is this gentleman?”
Chu Mochen embraces her to come over, “A fortune teller from Thailand.”
Song Yunxuan’s look in her eyes becomes cold, and she stops, “What does he come for?”
“A few days ago my cousin gave birth to a son. I invited the old man here and tell fortune. When I was a child, he once felt my bones. So I invited him to stay for a few days.”
In fact, Chu Mochen has kept this old man for a period, and he specially invited him here for Song Yunxuan.
Song Yunxuan stops and doesn’t move forward, which makes Chu Mochen feel strange, “What’s the matter?”
“My Song Family is not superst.i.tious.”
“Darling, let the old man have a look. He is very divine. He also saw the fengshui of the old house of the Chu Family when I was a child.”
Of course, Song Yunxuan knows that the old man has seen Chu’s house, and recognizes that the old man also touched her bones before, and he is indeed divine.
Gu Cheng followed the old man’s advice, and repaired the swimming pool that circulates the living water 24 hours a day for Gu Changge in Gu’s mansion.