Chapter 43 Chapter 43 "Miss Xu needs to be pleased tonight..."

"No."

Xu Zhixi turned to the car window and refused mercilessly.

Song Jing reached out and touched the back of her head, rubbing it gently, "Really not allowed?"

Xu Zhixi brushed his hand away, but the man raised his eyebrows and chased after her. She quickly shook him off again. However, Song Jing seemed to be deliberately opposing her. Every time she shook his hand away, he came over again and put his hand on her head.

"What are you doing?" Xu Zhixi turned around and simply protected his head with both hands.

Song Jing's hand, which was about to reach out again, stopped mid-air. His handsome face was serious: "Your hair is messy. Let me smooth it out for you."

It's obviously a mess.

Xu Zhixi: "Don't go too far."

Song Jing looked at her face and said, "It's really messed up."

Xu Zhixi glared at him: "That was also messed up by you."

Song Jing smiled and said nothing: "Are you happy shopping today?"

Seeing that he seemed to be finally stopping, Xu Zhixi became less alert and put down the hands that were protecting his head.

"It's just so-so." It might have been better if he hadn't been so extravagant.

"Do you like the clothes?"

"generally."

No matter what he asked, she gave a general answer, and the last bit of vigilance she had was gone.

"What do you want to do in the future? Can you tell me in advance..." The three words were still in his throat when the man raised his hand and covered her hair.

Xu Zhixi was caught off guard and tried to stop him, but it was too late. He rubbed her hair twice again.

"you……"

Before she could slap him, Song Jing withdrew his hand in time. There was no trace of a bandit on his handsome face. He sat upright in the chair, calm and steady.

He looked at the few strands of her hair that were sticking up and nodded: "It looks much better now."

Xu Zhixi almost lost his temper and laughed angrily: "Song Jing, you are so childish."

He didn't refute, but just said: "Don't you know whether I am childish or not?"

Xu Zhixi realized the meaning of his words, her face suddenly flushed, and she subconsciously looked towards the driver's seat.

Qi Mu had a blank expression on his face. He stretched out his hand and pointed at a certain position, and the partition separating the front seat and the back seat slowly rose down.

Xu Zhixi: “…”

Song Jing introduced him to her at the right time: "His name is Qi Mu. He has been working as my assistant since high school. You can call him if you have any questions in the future."

Xu Zhixi had always thought Qi Mu looked familiar, and after hearing his introduction, a few flashes of memories flashed through her mind, and she suddenly remembered that Qi Mu was the taxi driver who occasionally took her to and from work. There were many times when she was in a hurry, and she always managed to get a ride in his car.

Even though he wore a mask most of the time, it didn't prevent her from recognizing him.

Xu Zhixi found another piece of evidence of Song Jing's crime and couldn't help but secretly make a note of him.

After arriving home, Xu Zhixi was the first to enter the house and blocked Song Jing from entering. He signaled with his eyes, "Your house is next door, why are you following me?"

A few days ago, after all the fuss, he bought the house next door. Now instead of staying there, what is he doing here at her place?

Song Jing readily agreed: "I can only go back to my mother's house occasionally, but most of the time I have to go back to my own home."

Xu Zhixi: "..." What mother's home? The next door has become his mother's home.

What kind of shameless person did she offend? Now even her parents' family has come out, and she hasn't forgiven him yet, but he has automatically married into their Xu family, right?

"Make way." He sidled in. "I still have to make dinner, or my girlfriend will be hungry."

Xu Zhixi was unable to defend himself and watched him enter the house.

But thinking that this man was here to cook dinner, she didn't say anything. When he finished cooking, she would repay his kindness with hatred and drive him out.

Thinking that he would be sent to the next room and call her pitifully in a while, Xu Zhixi felt a little relieved.

This is the only way scammers get treated.

After closing the door, Xu Zhixi watched him walk into the kitchen with ease, washed his hands, and then went back to the bedroom to attend class.

After knowing Song Jing's identity, for some reason, she became even more obsessed with taking the civil service exam.

Previously, she'd only thought about passing the national exam. If she didn't pass, she'd continue with the provincial exam, or even spend an extra year preparing. After all, she was only an undergraduate, and many positions didn't meet the national exam requirements, leaving her with fewer options. Now, her only concern was passing the national exam.

Thinking of this, she looked through the shortlisted civilian positions again and took a deep breath.

The competition is fierce.

But it was useless to think about these things. The civil service exam was always cruel, and one could only strive to be the first. Even if one was second in a position with 10,000 people, one would still end up disappointed.

Xu Zhixi put his thoughts aside, opened the online course, calmed down and started studying.

About forty minutes later, Xu Zhixi smelled the fragrance outside. A class had just ended, so he got up from his chair and thought about going out to eat first.

There were already three dishes on the table. Xu Zhixi took a look and saw that they were all her favorites, so she walked towards the kitchen, thinking of helping out with serving rice and so on.

However, when she reached the door and saw the man still busy in the kitchen, she couldn't help but stop.

After her mother passed away, for so many years, no one except her father had ever taken care of her daily life so diligently.

Facing her, Song Jing seemed to have no temper at all.

Is this approachable and caring man really a young master raised in a wealthy family?

In my impression, the young masters of wealthy families are not all good at cooking. But Song Jing not only knows how to cook, but also cooks delicious dishes.

He was very adept in the kitchen and seemed even more skilled than her. There was no way one could associate him with a wealthy family.

Or is it that families like theirs train their children in all aspects, requiring them to be capable not only in the living room but also in the kitchen?

After cooking the last dish, Song Jing put the food into the wok. His movements were orderly and slow. His dignified and elegant posture made it look like he was creating a work of art rather than cooking in the kitchen.

Xu Zhixi couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

She had noticed his difference before, so how come she didn't have any doubts at all?

Compared to his love, I guess she is not much less.

Song Jing picked up the dishes and was about to come out. Seeing Xu Zhixi standing at the door, a smile flashed across his eyes: "Are you hungry?"

Xu Zhixi rolled up his sleeves and walked towards him: "Give it to me."

Song Jing frowned and avoided her hand: "It's hot."

Xu Zhixi had no choice but to go and serve the rice.

Song Jing went back to the kitchen, took off her apron, and washed her hands before coming out to eat with Xu Zhixi.

Xu Zhixi sat opposite him, looking at his unconcealed eating habits, his eyebrows drooped, staring at the white rice in the bowl: "Song Jing, you can actually order takeout. Or, have the restaurant deliver it."

Besides, isn't he the heir of the Song family? There are many chefs willing to serve him. He only needs to give an order and a table of delicious meals will be delivered on time.

Song Jing paused and put down his chopsticks: "Don't you like what I cook?"

Xu Zhixi looked up: "No." But his behavior made her feel guilty. As the heir to the Song family, he became his personal chef.

Song Jing: "If you feel bad about it, give me half of the bed tonight."

Xu Zhixi: “…”

Suddenly I felt that it wasn't so unfair.

"Only separate beds." Xu Zhixi bit her lip, as if ceding land and paying compensation was difficult, "Nothing else."

Song Jing chuckled: "Besides the bed, what else can I share?"

Xu Zhixi didn't say anything, thinking to himself that he knew how to share a lot of things.

"Miss Xu, do you need to please me tonight?"

"Didn't you already try to please him in the business world?" Xu Zhixi's eyes became alert. What kind of rogue is this liar trying to be again?

And this so-called flattery he mentioned, did it make her happy, or did it make him happier?

He paused slightly and smiled. "That was just a gesture of my sincerity, not a flattery. Or is it that Xixi is planning to forgive me tonight, huh?"

“…”

This liar will try his best to take advantage of any loophole he finds.

Xu Zhixi scooped up a mouthful of soup and looked at a small wooden fish on the coffee table: "See it? That's your chance to show off tonight."

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Author's words: Song the Liar: I'm going to be with the wooden fish again tonight [question mark]