Chapter 59 Watch Your Back

"It's me."

Xie Jingcheng admitted it frankly. There was nothing she was afraid to admit. After all, their relationship was known to the world, and even the media wrote about it. What was there for her to be afraid to admit?

The feeling of making Song Qingxing one's own property is very pleasing both physically and mentally.

"You don't need to call. If your company asks again, let my assistant negotiate with them."

"But, Teacher Xie, the crew is filming right now. I know you want to take Qingxing with you for some fun, but don't you think this will interfere with her work?"

Yu Zhi mustered up his courage.

She has always been dissatisfied with Xie Jingcheng's wealthy behavior. What's the difference between this and forced marriage?

Just watch the domineering president and it will be enough. If you put it into real life, it will be so suffocating that it cannot be suffocated anymore.

How ridiculous it is that a person has no life of his own, no career of his own, and has to revolve around another person 24 hours a day.

So she wanted to fight for Song Qingxing a little. Although she had little influence, Sister Song took care of her a lot and even took her to the handsome bar she had always dreamed of.

She should do something, right?

"I know."

Xie Jingcheng's voice was slightly cold, even mixed with a hint of unhappiness, as if a storm was about to come, or a sign that the domineering president was about to get angry.

Although it can't be seen from her, there are rumors in the crew that Xie Jingcheng actually has a very bad temper.

"It's just a play, what's wrong with waiting a few more days?"

"The lead actor's acting is so rubbish, and you actually think it's going to be a big hit? In my opinion, let the director train him for a few days first."

Xie Jingcheng spoke calmly, but his words were full of threats.

Obviously, Xie Jingcheng thought that Yu Zhi's kind reminder was a protest from Song Qingxing's company.

"By the way, tell him to stop playing the part of a shareholder's son, or I'll show him what a true second-generation son is."

Yu Zhi didn't dare to say anything now. Once Xie Jingcheng's dominance disappeared, they, the ordinary people, could only let him do what he wanted.

"Don't send messages to disturb Qingxing these days."

Xie Jingcheng hung up the phone after she finished speaking. She was only wearing a thin black nightgown that stuck to her skin, revealing her slender figure faintly beneath the gauze.

The phone rang several times just now before Xie Jingcheng got up to answer it. She thought someone would be woken up, but it turned out that the other person was sleeping like a little pig.

Without realizing that his phone had been ringing for a long time, Xie Jingcheng answered the other party's call without authorization.

Unexpectedly, she heard the urging from Song Qingxing's company. She was a little unhappy. Anyone would understand, what did she mean by asking Song Qingxing to stay in the Xie family for a few more days?

It was not just to get Song Qingxing to accompany him, but more to make Song Qingxing familiar to the Xie family.

Especially let grandma and others remember it, so that no one would dare to have any bad intentions.

Of course, you also have to be wary of some little devils.

For example, Xie Anyuan.

When he heard that the other party was slapped several times by his father when he returned home, Xie Jingcheng did not feel relieved. He just felt that this guy deserved it.

The slap was still too light. Xie Jingcheng asked his father to strip the other party of his position in the company, and only then did he feel relieved.

The Xie family shouldn't keep such a parasite. Not only does he not help, but he also makes things worse. With such a bad character, something bad will happen sooner or later.

…

When Song Qingxing woke up, she felt that the sky was a little gloomy and she had a splitting headache.

She reached out and touched the place beside her, but it was already cold. Song Qingxing couldn't help but sigh in her heart that her situation was becoming more and more like that of a down-and-out canary.

It seems that every lover has such an experience. When they wake up, the person who accompanied them to make love is not around.

At this time, the protagonist is usually in a trance.

However, Song Qingxing is not an ordinary person. I have been reborn. How could I be defeated by this emotional setback?

She stood up and first touched her cell phone. She was shocked to see many missed calls, but the last call showed that it was connected.

Song Qingxing bit her tongue. She knew without thinking who answered the call.

Damn it!

How could I sleep so soundly, like a pig, that I couldn't even hear the thunder in the sky? The phone rang so many times, but I didn't answer it.

As a result, Xie Jingcheng took it for him.

Song Qingxing didn't dare to call Yu Zhi, so she could only secretly send him a WeChat message.

[Yu Zhi, I'm sorry, I slept too late.]

[Did Xie Jingcheng give you any trouble?]

After waiting for a while, Yu Zhi sent a message.

[Thank goodness, Sister Song, you just replied to my message.]

[No, Queen Xie didn't make things difficult for me, she just asked me not to bother you anymore.]

Song Qingxing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the other party was not in trouble, but after all, the two of them had slept in the same bed many times.

Although including last night, there were only two real games.

However, Song Qingxing already knew Xie Jingcheng very well. He was not a kind person. He was gentle and kind to her only because Xie Jingcheng liked her.

Just when Song Qingxing was about to put her phone aside and go wash up, another message popped up from Yu Zhi.

She thought it was some important news.

When I opened my phone, I found it was a greeting from my caring assistant.

[Sister Song, is your waist okay?]

[I called you this morning and you didn’t reply, and you only messaged me this afternoon…]

Looking at the chat message box with the message "Type is in progress", Song Qingxing felt ashamed.

[fine. ]

[Xie Jingcheng didn't use those weird props, did he?]

[Qingxing, sometimes we have to learn to say no. Xie Jingcheng treats you well. If she really dares to torment you like this, you should refuse appropriately instead of letting her do what she wants.]

Song Qingxing: ...

She covered her face with her hands.

Honey, please stop talking. If you keep talking, where will I put my old face?

After saying goodbye to Yu Zhidao again, Song Qingxing went to wash up happily, but she looked at herself in the mirror in front of the sink.

I found that both sides of my face looked like they were blushed.

When you touch it with your palm, it is scorching hot.

The assistant knew about this incident and she was so embarrassed!

Song Qingxing simply scooped up a handful of cold water to clear her mind completely, then changed her clothes and went out.

As soon as she arrived in the hall, she saw a figure holding a tray with small tomatoes about the size of a thumb on the tray. Although small, the tomatoes were bright red and juicy.

There are also boiled eggs, boiled vegetables, and boiled shrimps.

Song Qingxing: ...

Well, isn’t this your own weight loss package?

Wow... This is the bad thing about being a celebrity. In order not to gain weight, you have to stick to a savage diet all year round. It's even worse than Friday in Robinson Crusoe.