Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Don't Hate Him
Song Youning followed the three of them to C's house. They were regular customers. As soon as the salesgirl saw Lu Tingshuang and the others, she welcomed them in with a smile on her face.
The only one who was ignored was Song Youning, who was walking at the end.
Song Youning didn't care about being treated coldly and found a place to sit down. Lu Tingshuang and the others had already picked up the new styles prepared by the salesgirl and were trying them out in front of the mirror.
Ji Siyun's part-time job turned out to be this kind of heavy work.
Song Youning couldn't understand why he, a student at a prestigious university, could have no trouble finding a job as a tutor just because he had the title of top scorer in the college entrance examination.
Why did you choose to do this?
Is this really the future overbearing president in the novel?
It was not easy for him to achieve what he did later.
Song Youning grew up in luxury, having the best food, clothing, and education. Before he even graduated from university, he joined his own branch company as general manager.
Her starting point is already a destination that most people can never reach.
Starting from scratch?
Although the Song family is a den of tigers and wolves, Song Youning feels that he may not be able to achieve the same results as Ji Siyun in the book without the help of his family.
She sat on the sofa, drinking the mineral water brought by the salesgirl sip by sip, with a lot of thoughts in her mind.
Lu Tingshuang and the others were trying on clothes, but they didn't see her coming up to them to flatter them as she used to. When they turned around, they saw her leaning against the sofa with one hand on the armrest, and one leg resting on the other and slightly bent.
Song Youning had a typical oval face, her skin as smooth as snow. She elegantly held a glass in her other hand, seemingly preoccupied with something. Her rounded almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, her lips pursed, and she exuded an inexplicably cold, unapproachable aura.
Lu Tingshuang couldn't help but call her: "Song Youning, what do you think of me wearing this?"
Song Youning, whose thoughts were interrupted, turned her eyes, put down the cup, and showed an expression of surprise on her face.
"Tingshuang, this suit suits you very well." Her smile was flattering, making Lu Tingshuang feel that what she had just seen was an illusion. "It looks really good."
Sure enough, she is still that country bumpkin upstart.
What noble and elegant temperament? I must be dazzled. How could Song Youning have that kind of aura?
The three of them tried several sets each. Song Youning sat on the sofa not far away the whole time, neither speaking nor getting close.
In the past, whenever a few people expressed their liking for the clothes they were wearing, Song Youning would immediately say that she would buy them and give them to them.
But today, Song Youning didn't know what was wrong. He occasionally responded to them, smiled and praised them for being beautiful, and there was no other reaction.
In the past, they paid quickly, but this time they tried for a long time without asking for the check, and the salesgirl's professional smile began to stiffen.
Seeing that Song Youning was still sitting there as if he didn't understand their hints, but the pocket money she had left this month was not enough to buy the sets she liked, Lu Tingshuang didn't care about being reserved and walked to Song Youning.
"Youning, how much pocket money do your parents give you a month?" She held Song Youning's hand, like a close friend, and complained to her about her little troubles: "My parents only give me 200,000 yuan in pocket money a month, which is not enough."
"Ah? Only 200,000 a month?" Song Youning grabbed Lu Tingshuang's hand and said to her with a pitying expression.
"My parents gave me a credit card with no limit, so I don't know how much pocket money I have in a month."
For some reason, her grip was very strong, and Lu Tingshuang's hand was hurt by her grip. When she heard what Song Youning said, she was so angry that she could hardly maintain the friendly expression on her face.
What are you pretending to be! Upstart!
Still expecting her to pay, Lu Tingshuang endured the pain and didn't shake off her hand. He said to her in a troubled tone: "I'm almost spending all my pocket money this month, but I really like these sets of clothes..."
Song Youning nodded, "Two hundred thousand is indeed a little too little, not even enough to buy a watch."
Seeing that Song Youning didn't respond to him, Lu Tingshuang gritted his teeth.
Song Youning didn't understand or was he just pretending to be stupid!
Without bothering to play tricks on her, she simply said, "Youning, can you help me pay? I'll pay you back next month."
Song Youning still remembered the transfers she saw on the original owner's mobile phone. Lu Tingshuang and others borrowed or asked for money from her, and the total amount added up to hundreds of thousands.
She is not like the original owner who was a fool with a lot of money.
Song Youning looked embarrassed. "But Tingshuang, last time at H's house, you said you didn't bring your wallet, so you asked me to pay for you first. And the time before that at D's house, I also paid. And the time before that..."
The look the salesgirl gave her made Lu Tingshuang's face begin to heat up. She angrily interrupted Song Youning and started to dig up the past: "Aren't we friends? Why do you remember it so clearly?"
Song Youning looked innocent and cowardly. "Mom and Dad said friends can give gifts to each other, but they can't lend money to each other. It hurts the relationship."
"Tingshuang, if you borrow it, you will definitely pay it back, right?"
Lu Tingshuang was so angry that she almost fainted. She gritted her teeth and whispered to Song Youning, "Pay it back! I will definitely pay it back! Go and settle the bill for me first!"
"Then before that..." Song Youning hesitated.
"I'll return it to you together when the time comes!" Lu Tingshuang said hatefully.
"Okay, then I'll send you the bill summary when the time comes." In Lu Tingshuang's resentful eyes, Song Youning finally reached for her bag.
She searched for a long time. Lu Tingshuang was getting impatient and was about to ask her what was wrong when Song Youning suddenly looked up and said in panic, "My card is gone!"
"Song Youning!" Lu Tingshuang's face instantly fell, "Are you kidding me?"
"No! My card is really gone!" Song Youning turned her bag upside down and poured out everything inside. The scattered items fell on the sofa. She opened the empty bag, her panic expression not fake, "It was there just now, how come it's gone now!"
Zhang Ruonan watched Song Youning put the card back into her bag after paying the bill at the restaurant. She walked up and pulled Lu Tingshuang to signal her to calm down.
"I also saw you putting the card into your bag. Did it fall somewhere?"
That dinner cost about 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, and Song Youning swiped his card without blinking. It was impossible for him to pretend that he had no money at this time.
Lu Tingshuang took a deep breath and forced a smile at her: "Think about it, did you leave it in the restaurant?"
"Maybe." Song Youning quickly gathered her scattered belongings and stuffed them into her bag. She stood up suddenly and said, "I'll go back and look for it right away."
She moved quickly, and before Lu Tingshuang and the others could say anything, she had already walked a long way outside.
"Wait a minute, I'll go with you." He Yun wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by the salesgirl.
The salesgirl smiled stiffly, "Ms. He, you haven't changed your clothes yet."
"I can do it alone. I'll come back as soon as I find it." Song Youning waved his hand with his back to them, and his figure quickly disappeared at the door.
The cowardly and flattering expression on his face disappeared as soon as he left the door. Song Youning's eyes revealed calmness and indifference, and there was no emotion on his face.
Instead of going back upstairs, she turned and went straight to the parking lot.
Ji Siyun was already waiting by her car.
He had changed out of his work clothes and stood tall and slender, with his hands in his pockets, looking like a nobleman as he stood next to the luxury car.
Seeing Song Youning coming over, Ji Siyun took out the bank card from his pocket that she had secretly slipped to him when they passed by each other before. The black card looked a little small lying in his broad palm.
Two slender white fingers pinched the tip of the card, without even touching his skin, and picked up the card and threw it into the bag.
Ji Siyun's eyes darkened.
She didn't want to touch him.
But he had washed his hands carefully before coming out, and they were not dirty at all.
Ji Siyun opened her mouth to say something, but there was no expression on her face. The expectation in her heart instantly sank, and her slightly open lips finally closed.
Song Youning didn't have as many twists and turns in her mind as he did. She just felt that the chattering of Lu Tingshuang and the others just now made her ears hurt, so she handed the car keys to Ji Siyun.
"I'm going back."
Ji Siyun took the key, opened the car door for her, and as always silently fastened her seat belt before sitting in the driver's seat.
The car started and Song Youning sat in the back seat with his eyes closed to rest.
Sure enough, whether in reality or here, she is not suitable for activities like shopping.
It was a waste of time and the noise gave her a headache, so she might as well just watch TV at home.
Song Youning closed her eyes. Since she took control of this body, her temperament has changed drastically.
The face is still the same, but his every move and gesture unconsciously reveals the aura of a superior. When his face is expressionless, his lips are subconsciously pursed, making him look a little unapproachable.
In the rearview mirror, she had her eyes closed and her face was as cold as ice. Ji Siyun tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly - was she unwilling to even look at him?
My heart felt like a soft thorn had pierced it, causing a slight pain.
No, she couldn't hate him.
Ji Siyun's expression became gloomy again.
She gave him medicine, made sure he ate, and let him sleep in her bedroom.
He was already used to being treated coldly and hurt.
It was she who made him experience warmth, know what it felt like to be cared for, and gave him unrealistic fantasies.
She was the one who provoked him, and she couldn't expect to stay out of it and walk away after doing those things to him.
He wouldn't let her leave.
No matter she is good or bad, she can only be his.
The gaze that seemed to be real was paranoid and crazy. Song Youning, who was sitting in the back row with her eyes closed, felt inexplicably cold. She frowned slightly, rubbed her arms, and said to Ji Siyun.
"Turn up the heat."
The warm air came out of the vent, blowing away the chill. Song Youning twisted his body to find a more comfortable position, and crossed his arms across his chest, ready to take a nap.
She was completely unaware that someone was so dark as to want to lock her up in a dark room.
Ji Siyun adjusted the temperature in the car to a comfortable level, closed the windows, and drove steadily towards the apartment.
At House C, Lu Tingshuang and the other two looked increasingly worse after waiting for Song Youning to return for almost half an hour.
Putting down the phone which still couldn't get through, He Yun shook her head at Lu Tingshuang.
The newly done manicure was almost broken by her, and Lu Tingshuang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Song Youning actually dared to play tricks on her!
The salesgirl had already packed the clothes and was waiting for them to pay. Lu Tingshuang was holding her breath, almost ready to burst. She pointed at one of the bags and said to the salesgirl, "I want this one, and don't want the others."
She didn't even dare to look at other people's eyes, for fear that she would lose control and scream.
Song Youning!
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