Chapter 154: Secondary CP: Zhang Qiao x Song Xingjin (2)
1.
Zhang Qiao was stunned for a while before she remembered that Song Xingjin's arm was hit by a car last night because he pushed her away.
She rubbed her messy hair and thought for a long time before asking, "Shall I take you to the hospital for a checkup?"
Song Xingjin was also patient enough to wait for her to speak, "No need, maybe you can give me a bottle of medicinal wine."
That's not difficult.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qiao received the address sent by Song Xingjin, the presidential suite on the top floor of Junxi Hotel.
She had heard from Song Xingyu before that Song Xingjin would occasionally return to the Song family and usually stayed in hotels, probably to facilitate work.
But today is New Year's Day.
Song Xingjin is staying in a hotel during Chinese New Year?
In the morning, Zhang Qiao will accompany her parents to visit relatives, and she had a reunion dinner with her uncle's family last night.
At the dinner table, they sarcastically brought up the fact that her parents had used all their family savings to invest in her studio.
Zhang Qiao and Fan Peihua both understood what the old lady meant. The old lady was smart and didn't say anything herself, but instigated her uncle to speak to her aunt.
The implicit meaning is that she is a girl and will marry into another family in the future. She has money but is unwilling to honor her elders and spends it away.
This meal made the three of them very angry.
Zhang Qiao plans to take her parents to New Zealand for a vacation next year. Only a fool would endure this humiliation.
After getting up and having breakfast, Zhang Qiao went to her uncle's house with her parents. She and her cousin were both only children, so it was relatively quiet there.
The cousin slipped back to his room to play games. Before leaving, he patted Zhang Qiao on the shoulder and said, "Sister, the next project is to urge marriage. Good luck."
Zhang Qiao: “…”
Sure enough, not long after my cousin returned to his room, her mother and aunt started talking about marriage.
Zhang Qiao wanted to hide in her cousin's room, but was held down by Fan Peihua.
"Qiaoqiao, Ningning is already married, and you two are the same age. It's time to consider this issue."
It was Chinese New Year, and she was too lazy to debate with her elders. She smiled faintly and said, "Mom and Dad, I'm seriously in debt now. I still owe you a million. I don't have the time to think about this problem."
Fan Peihua: "You silly child, what your parents give you is yours. There is no such thing as owing or not owing. This is the money they saved for you."
"Qiaoqiao, your mother is right. Don't take your grandmother's words to heart."
Fan Peihua stabbed him, "You also know that it was your mother's words? I thought you didn't know!"
Zhang's father was in a dilemma. "My mother is old, just don't listen to her. It's not the New Year to talk about this."
My aunt said, "Qiaoqiao, your uncle's colleague's son is three years older than you. He's a returned overseas PhD and works at a research institute. He has a bright future and happens to be single."
"He's a perfect match for you in every way. His parents have discussed it with your uncle and want you two to meet and have a meal together. Just treat it like making a new friend."
The meeting was decided without even asking for her opinion.
Zhang Qiao's face turned cold, "I'm not going."
When they got home, Fan Peihua advised her, "Qiaoqiao, your uncle is doing this for your own good. It's okay to just have a meal together. If it's not appropriate, we can talk about it later."
"That's not only your uncle's colleague, but also his leader."
Zhang Qiao retorted angrily, "Are you using me to please the leader?"
"You kid..."
Fan Peihua sighed, "Qiaoqiao, your father and I want your uncle to help find a suitable candidate. He's at work and has better connections with people than your father and I."
"If you don't like me, then don't let your uncle help you in the future. But this time, just think of it as your parents asking you to go have a meal and chat."
Her father also spoke up, "Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to be your uncle. You are already 27 or 28 years old. You have to take into account the social etiquette and social etiquette."
The time agreed with Song Xingjin was approaching, and Zhang Qiao stood up. "Mom and Dad, this is just the first time. If it happens again, I won't give you face even if the king of heaven comes."
I saw her go back to her room, get her bag, and take away the medicinal wine that her family bought from Hong Kong City.
Fan Peihua asked her, "Qiaoqiao, it's New Year's Day, where are you going to get the medicinal wine?"
"Find a friend, Mom, I'll take this medicinal wine away. Next time I'll ask my colleagues to help buy a few bottles."
After hearing the door close, Zhang's father asked, "Do you think Qiaoqiao will like that overseas returnee?"
Fan Peihua glanced at him and said, "How would I know if this is a question, but I saw in the photo that the boy is quite handsome. Our daughter likes handsome guys, so he should be interested."
2.
She couldn't go up to the top floor of Junxi Hotel just because she wanted to.
Zhang Qiao went to the hotel front desk to register.
The staff member took a look at her ID card and said, "Ms. Zhang, our President Song has already explained everything. Please follow me."
Standing at the door, Zhang Qiao took a deep breath, then raised her hand and knocked on the door.
Song Xingjin opened the door in his home clothes and watched the person in front of him hand him the medicinal wine. He didn't take it and motioned Zhang Qiao to come in.
Zhang Qiao vaguely heard voices and guessed that Song Xingjin was in an online meeting, so she said, "Boss Song, I've delivered the medicinal wine. I won't go in. It doesn't seem appropriate."
Song Xingjin looked at her and said calmly, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. Besides, it's not convenient for me to apply the medicine myself."
Inconvenient to take medicine?
Zhang Qiao glanced back and forth between his arms, "Isn't your left hand okay?"
Song Xingjin gave a reason, "My hands need to work."
Zhang Qiao: “…”
She followed Song Xingjin in and saw a pile of documents on his desk and the meeting on his computer had not ended yet.
Song Xingjin said, "You can talk, they can't hear you."
"oh."
Zhang Qiao sincerely admired him. He was indeed a well-known workaholic in their circle. She looked at the pile of documents on her desk and asked, "You have so much work to do during the New Year?"
"Junxi has many branches overseas, and they don't celebrate the Spring Festival."
Zhang Qiao nodded and didn't ask again, "How do you want me to help you apply the medicine?"
Song Xingjin patted the seat next to him, motioning her to come and sit down, and took the initiative to roll up his sleeves.
She glanced at Song Xingjin's elbow and found that it was indeed swollen, which looked a bit shocking.
Was the collision last night so severe?
He was typing with his left hand, so Zhang Qiao had no choice but to walk over to Song Xingjin and sit down, pouring the medicinal wine on her palm and rubbing it to warm it up.
The medicinal wine tasted a bit pungent. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, grabbed Song Xingjin's arm and started rubbing it, wanting to finish the task quickly.
But the movements of his hands became lighter uncontrollably.
The more Zhang Qiao thought about it, the more she felt that this scene looked inexplicably... ambiguous.
I don’t know if her description is accurate.
Song Xingjin tilted his head and looked down at Zhang Qiao who was rubbing medicinal wine on him. Her fingers were on his forearm and her palm was rubbing lightly on his elbow.
Looking upwards, he saw the girl's skin was very delicate and fair. They were so close that he could even see the small piercing on her earlobe.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and when Zhang Qiao was about to raise her head, Song Xingjin turned his head inconspicuously.
Song Xingjin didn't hear a word his subordinate said on the other end of the computer.
This was the first time he was so inattentive.
Song Xingjin ended the meeting midway.
After applying the medicinal wine on him, Zhang Qiao looked around.
Song Xingjin pointed her in the direction, "The bathroom is over there."
"Thanks."
Zhang Qiao washed her hands for a long time, but still felt that the smell of medicine on her hands had not been washed away.
She lowered her head and was thinking about something.
After turning off the faucet, Zhang Qiao returned to her original position and felt it necessary to remind Song Xingjin, "The wound on your hand looks quite serious. Do you really not need to go to the hospital for a checkup?"
"If the bones are injured, it will be a serious problem."
Song Xingjin didn't care. He was confident in his strength and would not hurt any bones. "No need."
Since he said he didn't need it, it was useless for Zhang Qiao to persuade him.
"Then take care of yourself. I'm leaving first."
Before her hand touched her bag, she heard Song Xingjin speak slowly, "Zhang Qiao, I have a project here. I wonder if your studio is interested."
In the past, if someone talked to her about work during the Spring Festival, Zhang Qiao would definitely not bother to answer, but now she is Qi Ling's boss.
She urgently needed to make money, not only to pay back the money her parents gave her, but also to prove herself.
Seeing Zhang Qiao's eyes suddenly light up, Song Xingjin curled his lips slightly.
Use the tactic of self-torture, then cater to his preferences and find an opportunity to meet him.
It seems that He Chi does have some ability.
Zhang Qiao left in no hurry. She smiled brightly, "Thank you, Mr. Song, for supporting us, Qi Ling. Don't worry, we will definitely not let you down."
Song Xingjin said in a deep voice, "Don't call me by that name anymore, otherwise forget it. Also, it's best to just call me by my name."
What's so difficult about this? As long as she is given the project, Song Xingjin will be her client's father, and she can even call him "Dad".
When Song Xingjin took out the folder, Zhang Qiao received a strange phone call.
It shows a number from Lincheng.
She looked at her phone, hesitated, and said to Song Xingjin, "Can I take the call first?"
"Take your time, there's no rush."
Zhang Qiao was very surprised. When did Song Xingjin become so humane? He was completely different from the cold and ruthless person he was before the New Year.
She answered the phone, "Hello, who are you?"
The man said politely, "Hello, Miss Zhang. I'm Fang Cheng. Your uncle and my father are colleagues. I wonder when you have time? I'd like to treat you to a meal."
It turned out that he was the son of her uncle's leader. Although she was reluctant, she had already promised her parents to meet him.
"I'm free these few days. You decide. Just let me know when you've set a time."
Fang Cheng had no objection. "Okay, I'll contact you once I find a restaurant."
Song Xingjin heard their conversation clearly. His face darkened slightly as he asked, "Blind date?"
"Is it strange? Don't you do this often?"
Song Xingjin returned to his previous cold expression.
He pursed his lips slightly, as if to explain, but also as if to refute her words, "I have never been there once."
If you haven’t been there, you haven’t been there.
Zhang Qiao doesn't care about these things anymore.
She smiled and asked, "Let's get back to the topic. Is this still the Junxi New Hotel design?"
Song Xingjin pretended to put the folder he had just taken out back. "I guess you're busy with blind dates and don't have time to discuss the project with me. I'll look for another company."
Zhang Qiao quickly held his hand. "No, Mr. Song, I'm free. Seriously, I promise I'll have time to discuss the project with you."
"Aren't you going on a blind date?"
He then asked, "After the blind date, you still have to go on dates or something, right? Do you still have time to discuss the project with me?"
Zhang Qiao said honestly, "My uncle promised his boss that I could meet his son. It was hard to turn it down, so it was just a casual meal."
"I promise it will not affect my work."
Song Xingjin said "oh" thoughtfully, he lowered his head and his eyes fell on Zhang Qiao's slender white fingers.
"S-sorry."
Zhang Qiao quickly let go of her hand.
Song Xingjin folded his long legs and leaned back. He looked at Zhang Qiao and asked another question, "Why did you block me on your WeChat Moments?"
He actually found out. Zhang Qiao thought about it and finally found an excuse to get away with it.
She said, "I usually block clients when I post on my private Moments. It's definitely not targeting anyone."
"We agreed before that from now on you'll be Party A and I'll be Party B. Don't worry, I've learned my lesson and reflected on it again. I promise I won't cross the line again."
Song Xingjin whispered, "You can cross."
His voice was too soft for Zhang Qiao to hear clearly, so she asked, "Mr. Song, what did you say?"
Song Xingjin said calmly, "Nothing."
The "client" seemed not very satisfied with her answer, but in the end Zhang Qiao still got the project.
She was so ecstatic that she almost bowed to express her gratitude. This was a big project that could make more money than the last time.
It was enough to make the whole studio boil.
Zhang Qiao thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Song. Please rest assured that Qi Ling will definitely deliver a plan that will satisfy you."
She was about to run away, but Song Xingjin stopped her, "Stay here and watch."
Zhang Qiao: “…”
3.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Song Xingjin detained her in his suite and kept her reading documents for the entire afternoon, which made her sleepy.
It was not until her mother called her in the evening to urge her to go home for dinner that Song Xingjin felt guilty and let her go back.
At night, Zhang Qiao took a shower and lay on the bed. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.
Why did Song Xingjin suddenly go crazy?
It's like he has become a different person.
She couldn't figure it out, so she went to find Jiang Yining.
After telling Jiang Yining about what happened in the past two days, she asked: "Ningning, do you think Song Xingjin realized that he still has feelings for me, regretted it, and wants to pursue me?"
Jiang Yining and He Chi were at her uncle's house. She had just taken a shower and was getting ready for bed.
Seeing He Chi lying down, Jiang Yining turned around to prevent He Chi from seeing her phone screen.
She replied to Zhang Qiao: [Hearing you say that, I feel a bit like what you said.]
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yining asked her: [If Song Xingjin were to pursue you now, would you agree?]
Zhang Qiao said: [I don’t agree.]
Jiang Yining asked, [Why did you like him so much before?]
Zhang Qiao thought for a moment: "To be honest, I really regret doing that. I was impulsive and didn't think too much about it. Song Xingjin himself is also very opposed to marriage."
If he wanted to pursue me, it must have been a decision he made after careful consideration. I like freedom and have never thought about being in a relationship with one person or getting married.
Zhang Qiao: [Besides, Song Xingjin's grandmother has always been worried about the marriage of the Song siblings. I shouldn't have approached Song Xingjin just to have a relationship.]
She sent three messages in a row, and Jiang Yining came to a conclusion after reading what she said.
Zhang Qiao knows Song Xingjin quite well.
Jiang Yining didn't try to persuade him: "Maybe we were wrong. After all, he refused so directly before."
Zhang Qiao replied: [I hope so, otherwise it will be my turn to hide from him.]
He Chi saw that Jiang Yining was hiding from him while sending messages, so he guessed that she must be having a private conversation with Zhang Qiao.
He found Song Xingjin's WeChat and asked, "What did you do today?"
Song Xingjin told everything.
He Chi was so disappointed with his friend: "Why are you so anxious? If you act too suddenly, she'll definitely be noticed. My wife just hid from me and chatted with Zhang Qiao for a long time. She might have been talking about you."
Song Xingjin also knew that he was acting too hastily. He couldn't help but think too much after hearing that Zhang Qiao was going on a blind date.
Although it was a blind date arranged by the elders, Zhang Qiao was not willing to go, but she did not rule out the possibility that the two of them would fall in love.
As long as there is probability, there is danger, even if the probability is only one in ten thousand.
Song Xingjin asked He Chi: [What should I do next? ]
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