Chapter 270 (1/2)
Song xijue's George Sheng is unreasonable. She looks at him without blinking. She tries to suppress her anger and asks, ”who asked me to help?”
George Sheng said, ”I asked you to find Ye Hongjin, but I didn't ask you to post his son.”
The broadness and profundity of words lies in the difference of the whole meaning of the same sentence or word.
Post?
Song Xi was infuriated by this word and couldn't bear it. She was very angry and laughed, ”in your eyes, a good feeling is flattering?”
After that, without waiting for George Sheng to reply, she sneered and said, ”Our Song family is not as good as before, but I'm not so down as to take the initiative to stick to others.”
Who is she for?
If we say that apart from the real childhood friendship, there is one percent of the water content, isn't it for him?
But George Sheng said, ”aren't you pasting me now?”
The post here is equivalent to relying on.
Song Xi looks at George Sheng straight away. He is stuck in his throat and can't say a word.
Yes, she really depends on him, so she has to be sneered at by him.
In fact, Georges Sheng wants to say that it's enough for you to post me alone. What's his name? Why did she come here, but this can't be said like this. Seeing the frustration and injury in her eyes for a moment, Georges Sheng regretted it. Didn't he say that he didn't have the same opinion with her?
In a hurry, Song Xi only took a deep look at georgesheng. After a few seconds, she turned and left without saying a word. Georgesheng's throat moved slightly. Looking at her back, he didn't think much about it. He stepped forward to catch up with her long legs and reached for her arm.
Song Xi's elbow jerked back, and most people had been hurt to their chest by her for a long time, but what does Georges Sheng do? Tong Hao and Yuanbao barely tied with him. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it. He didn't use much strength, but Song Xi's thin arms and legs hurt her elbow immediately. He pulled her scalp nerve and hit her tendons.
Can't shout out, Song Xi unbearable facial features frown up, pain to the body bent up, want to squat down.
George Sheng is really embarrassed. Yes, it's embarrassing. He didn't come up to beat her.
Seeing her pain, Georges Sheng let go. Song Xi squatted down in the same place, covering his left elbow with his right hand and burying his face on his arm. Georges Sheng looked down at her, complaining and coaxing for a moment. He was really flustered.
There was a waiter passing by in the corridor. He saw Georges Sheng four or five meters away. There was no turning place. But Georges Sheng's eyes forced the waiter to turn around and walk back.
As soon as the waiter leaves, he looks down at Song Xi. She squats there motionless, her face buried, and her expression can't be seen.
Sipping his lips, he bent down to pull her arm. Song Xi was stubborn and shrugged again.
George Sheng frowned and said in a deep voice, ”who are you playing with?”
Song Xi didn't make a sound. After a few seconds, he raised his head, stood up and walked forward without looking at him.
George Sheng saw from the side that her eyelashes were moist and cried.
Song Xi walks two meters away and takes out her cell phone. Georges Sheng doesn't know what she's doing until she suddenly changes her tone and says, ”brother Liangliang, I'm sorry, I have something to do. I have to rush to...”
Ye zuti, surrounded by beautiful women, naturally doesn't need Song Xi's company. Song Xi replied with a smile: ”OK, contact me another day, I'll invite you to dinner.”