Chapter 155 Let's Just Do It

Fu Xijing walked into the elevator and stood inside. Song Yi came in and pressed the floor and door closing buttons.

The elevator door slowly closed, leaving only two people in the enclosed space.

Song Yi stood at the door. The man not far behind her had an extremely strong presence. She could even hear his subtle breathing.

But he made no move to speak.

Song Yi lowered his head and looked at his toes, his thoughts in a mess.

The elevator stopped shortly.

When Song Yi came to her senses a little late, Fu Xijing had already walked past her.

Song Yi trotted to catch up with him again, and the two of them walked out of the building one after the other.

After walking out of the building, Fu Xijing's steps became faster and faster, and Song Yi could no longer keep up with him.

She just watched Fu Xijing get into the car and drive away.

It wasn't until the Cayenne disappeared from sight that Song Yi came to his senses.

A sharp pain hit her palm, and she realized that she had been pinching there, leaving deep nail marks.

Fu Xijing was indeed angry.

There are two states when he is angry. One is to torture her more severely, and the other is to use cold violence.

After they met again, Fu Xijing only used the first move, so that Song Yi forgot that he was a master of cold violence.

She had had this experience before.

But until now, she still didn't know how she had offended Fu Xijing.

He was obviously fine before going to bed, but he ignored her after waking up the next morning. When she squeezed toothpaste for him, he just changed his toothbrush; when she made breakfast, he ignored her and refused to eat; when she talked to him, he treated her as air.

She spent a long time trying to figure out what she had done wrong. After being ignored by Fu Xijing for a week, she was left with no other options but to try her luck.

After school that day, she went to the mall and bought a very sexy set of pajamas. After taking a shower in the evening, she changed into them and went to Fu Xijing's study.

He was working at the time, and when he saw her, he stopped immediately.

Like a wolf seeing its prey.

Song Yi was already very familiar with this look in his eyes by then.

She bravely walked up to him, raised her hand and gently grasped his forearm, "Please don't be angry, okay? I'm almost suffocating if you don't talk to me."

Fu Xijing didn't answer her. He just closed the computer and put her on the desk while holding her.

After that night, Fu Xijing finally agreed to talk to her.

Song Yi was afraid of angering him again, so she never asked him why he was angry, but she became more careful when interacting with him afterwards.

Fu Xijing is not someone who is easy to coax, and she is not someone who is good at acting coquettishly to coax others.

Forget it, there's nothing to coax.

She has always wanted to draw a clear line between herself and Fu Xijing, and perhaps this is a good opportunity.

After Fu Xijing knew that she was Jiang Jiang's daughter, it was no longer possible for him to threaten her as recklessly as before.

And her ungrateful misunderstanding this time was enough to make Fu Xijing angry.

Let it be. It’s fine if they don’t contact each other in the future. They are not from the same world anyway.

Even if she becomes a member of the Jiang family, this essence will not change.

A cold wind blew by, Song Yi wrapped his clothes around him, turned around and walked into the corridor.

——

Song Yi told Jiang Yuxu about the decision to meet on Sunday, but did not mention that she already knew the truth.

After all, you have to be honest when you meet.

After learning about his identity, Song Yi did not feel very happy, but rather a sense of floating unreality.

However, she also understood where her inexplicable trust in Jiang Yuxu came from.

It turns out to be blood relationship.

She and Song Lansheng have been dependent on each other since childhood. They have no relatives around them, so Song Yi has no personal experience of the bond of blood.

In the past, when she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when seeing long-lost relatives in film and television works, she would think it was an exaggeration in the works of art.

Unexpectedly, one day, she would experience it herself.

…

The meeting time on Sunday is set at 3 pm, and we will have afternoon tea at the teahouse.

Considering the previous photo incident, Jiang Yuxu did not go to pick up the mother and daughter in person, but sent a driver over.

At three o'clock, Song Yi and Song Lansheng walked into the teahouse together and were led by the staff to the private room on the third floor.

As soon as the mother and daughter entered the box, they made eye contact with Jiang Jiang who was sitting at the tea table.

Song Yi immediately turned his gaze to Song Lansheng beside him and held her arm tightly.

She clearly felt Song Lansheng's body trembling.

There was silence in the box, and the air seemed to be frozen.

Song Lansheng and Jiang Jiang just stared at each other, and before they knew it, their eyes were red.

"Alan, long time no see." Finally, it was Jiang Jiang who spoke first.

His voice was extremely hoarse, and the last syllable was trembling.

"...Long time no see." Song Lansheng's voice was almost inaudible.

Jiang Yuxu saw this scene when he came up from the second floor.

He observed the situation in the box, looked at Jiang Jiang's expression, and then helped Song Lansheng up: "Please sit down first, we will talk slowly."

Song Yi and Jiang Yuxu helped Song Lansheng sit on the chair.

Jiang Yuxu patted Song Yi's shoulder and motioned her to sit down as well.

After the mother and daughter were seated, Jiang Yuxu returned to the empty seat next to Jiang Jiang and sat down.

He looked at Song Yi opposite him: "You already know?"

If Song Yi hadn't known it in advance, his reaction wouldn't have been so calm.

"I found out the day before yesterday." Song Yi didn't hide it from Jiang Yuxu and explained the reason to him: "I didn't know how to say it over the phone, so I wanted to talk about it in person."

Jiang Yuxu's eyes darkened, and he guessed who did it almost the next second.

It was not appropriate to discuss Fu Xijing in front of the two elders, so he put it aside for the time being.

Jiang Yuxu was silent for a moment, then pointed his palm at Jiang Yuxu beside him and introduced him to Song Yi: "This is your father, and also my third uncle."

"Xiaoyi," Jiang Jiang called her name, a little cautiously, "We met last time."

Seeing Jiang Jiang's tentative attitude, Song Yi pursed her lips.

"Yes, I remember." She hesitated for a moment and said to him, "I'm still not used to it."

"It's okay, it's okay." Jiang Jiang said, "Just seeing you is enough for me."

——

Second floor box.

Jiang Budu, Shen Zheng and Zhou Qisheng were drinking afternoon tea.

Not long after, Fu Xijing also came over.

"Have you finished watching the show?" Shen Zheng teased when he saw him sit down.

Zhou Qisheng: "Are they in good spirits?"

Fu Xijing said "hmm" as an answer to Zhou Qisheng's question.

"So Song Yi now knows that she misunderstood you before." Zhou Qisheng asked again, "Have you made it clear?"

Fu Xijing snorted and said nothing.

Zhou Qisheng: "You haven't explained yet?"

"That's unreasonable," Chen Zheng said, speaking for Fu Xijing. "Let's put it this way. He did her a big favor this time. She misunderstood him and slapped him. Shouldn't he apologize? Why did he let Ah Jing explain to her?"

Shen Zheng stopped and looked at Fu Xijing, raising his chin. "Did she apologize to you?"

Fu Xijing sneered again and lowered his head to pour tea.

"Okay, you can tell from this reaction that there is no such thing." Jiang Budu said sarcastically, "How pitiful, Mr. Fu."