Chapter 37 Chapter 37 [The message has been sent, but the other party...
Gao Yue had been waiting silently at home, and found that Xu Zhixi suddenly stopped replying to messages and answering calls. She began to worry, thinking that something had happened to her at the party.
After waiting for a few minutes, seeing that Xu Zhixi was still quiet, he called Gu Xianyou to discuss and decided to rush to the Yunmu Hotel alone to find out what was going on.
I casually put on a windbreaker over my pajamas, without even changing my shoes. Just as I was about to open the door, before my hand even touched the doorknob, the door was pushed open from the outside.
Gao Yue looked up in surprise.
After coming in, Xu Zhixi turned around and closed the door without saying a word, then pulled her skirt and sat down at the entrance, lowering her head to change her shoes.
It took Gao Yue a long while to come back to his senses. Looking at her distraught appearance, the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He tentatively said, "Zhizhi, you..."
Xu Zhixi sniffed: "I'm fine."
The voices were all wrong, so Gao Yue naturally guessed that she must have been crying secretly. She quickly sat down next to her, tilting her head, trying to see her expression clearly.
"Then look at me."
"No."
Gao Yue curled her lips, held her face with both hands, and turned her towards herself.
Xu Zhixi was caught off guard, and his red eyes suddenly met Gao Yue's eyes full of worry.
"Oh my god!" Gao Yue was so exaggerated, "Zhizhi, were you beaten?"
“…”
Xu Zhixi burst into laughter and pulled her hand down: "You are so boring."
Gao Yue stood up with her, grinning playfully, and walked towards the living room. "I'm being honest. You look even more pathetic than that little white flower right now. You look so miserable, so adorable."
Xu Zhixi threw the bag in her hand on the sofa, turned and walked towards the bathroom: "I'm going to wash my face."
Gao Yue still followed, but just as he reached the bathroom door, he heard the doorbell ringing outside, like a death warrant.
She had no choice but to go over and take a look. Through the visual surveillance, she found that it was Song Jing who had rushed over exhausted. Her eyes suddenly widened.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally opened the door. She wanted to scold the bastard, but when she met his bottomless eyes, her momentum suddenly weakened.
Wuuuuu, the other party is the heir to a family worth hundreds of billions, trillions, or even more billions. She is just a small business owner who has just started a business. How dare she scold the other party? Isn't this courting death?
If someone wanted to crush her to death, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.
Song Jing obviously had no idea how many wild thoughts had occurred to the other person the moment she saw him. When he realized it wasn't Xu Zhixi who opened the door, the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "How is Xixi...?"
Gao Yue breathed a sigh of relief when the man didn't rush in. He spoke politely, "It doesn't look good. Do you want to come in?"
Song Jing shook his head and said gently, "Miss Gao, is your flight tomorrow? I'll have someone take you there then."
Gao Yue didn't refuse: "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Gao Yue looked inside and asked quietly, "If you don't come in, then I... close the door?"
Song Jing took a half step back and nodded politely: "Sorry for the trouble."
After closing the door, Gao Yue couldn't help but touch his chest. It was the first time he faced hundreds of millions of banknotes at such a close distance, and he almost couldn't control his heartbeat.
But she really couldn't understand why Song Jing, who looked so dignified and steady, and didn't seem like someone who would lie, could deceive them so badly about their identity.
Is it a test?
Let's see if they are the kind of people who are greedy and vain, so they say they only have a few hundred thousand in savings?
If that's the case, it's too much.
…
Song Jing did not leave, but called Qi Mu. A few minutes later, Qi Mu appeared in front of Xu Zhixi's door.
"Boss." He said respectfully.
Song Jing looked at the house next to Xu Zhixi and said in a faint voice, "This house..." After hesitating for a few seconds between renting and buying it, he whispered, "Buy it. No matter what the price is, I want to move in before tomorrow."
Qi Mu nodded: "Okay."
Qi Mu had been with Song Jing for many years and was very efficient. He started contacting the developer that night and quickly completed all the house-buying matters. At the same time, he arranged for people to buy furniture and redecorate the house as quickly as possible.
The workers coming and going in the corridor at night were naturally very disturbing to the residents. Many people contacted the property management to complain. However, within a few minutes, it was not the property management who came, but Qi Mu's polite smile: "Hello, sir."
The owner was about to yell, but Qi Mu pulled out his phone and a voluntary donation contract and said, "I'm very sorry, sir. We might be busy tonight for a long time. To express our apology, our boss will unconditionally donate 100,000 yuan to you. I hope you and your family can understand."
The owner was stunned: "..."
ah?
Pie in the sky?
In order to dispel the other party's concerns, Qi Mu said: "We have already signed it. You can take a look at the contract first and confirm that it is correct before signing. The 100,000 yuan will be deposited into your account immediately."
The owner was in a trance.
It was not until Qi Mu left that he came to his senses and sat on the sofa at home. His wife came over and took out her mobile phone to let him see the messages in the owners' group.
The atmosphere inside was boiling at this moment.
God rewards hard work: [It really is a hundred thousand!]
3004 Owner: [Where did this sucker come from?! He just waved his hand and got 100,000?]
3106 Owner: [I suspect I haven't woken up yet. The extra 100,000 yuan in my card is making me anxious.]
I have to walk the dog every day: [Luckily I didn’t go back to my hometown these days, otherwise I would have spent every night in regret.]
I have to feed the cat every day: [Woo woo woo, why am I not in your building? I want that 100,000 too.]
Sister Lei: [I've had a lawyer check it out, and the money is absolutely authentic, there's no scam at all.]
Sister Lei was a well-known elder sister in their community. She was well-educated and well-mannered, and she always led everyone to criticize the property management. Since she said so, everyone naturally felt relieved and boldly accepted the money.
His wife patted his shoulder and smiled, covering her mouth with her hands: "It's true, it's true, we really picked up a pie this time!"
The man hugged his wife and said excitedly: "We finally don't have to worry about the mortgage this year! And, honey, I want to buy a new car."
With a slap, his wife slapped him in the face: "Changing the car? You're dreaming!"
The man covered his face, angry but not daring to speak.
…
Xu Zhixi rented a house, so she was not in the owner group. Naturally, she didn't know that the owners of her building were so excited that they couldn't sleep, while the owners of other buildings were waiting anxiously, regretting that they didn't buy a house in that building when they bought it, otherwise they would have also received the 100,000 yuan.
Gao Yue was already fast asleep in the guest room, unperturbed by the noise outside. Xu Zhixi was studying in the living room, listening to the sounds of people moving things in and out next door. She was already in a bad mood, and now it was even more irritating.
Who is moving house so late at night?
Xu Zhixi slammed the pen on the table and stood up to check the situation.
I checked the surveillance camera first and found that they were indeed moving furniture. I took a deep breath and opened the door: "Can you guys move..."
The fairly spacious corridor was now crowded with workers moving expensive furniture.
But the reason why Xu Zhixi suddenly fell silent was not because of them, but because of the man who was looking at the documents slowly next to him.
There was a beige square table in front of him, with a laptop and steaming coffee on it. He sat with his legs crossed on a leather chair, working slowly and leisurely. If you didn't know him, you would think he was not in the corridor of the residential complex, but in a high-end office building.
Xu Zhixi: “…”
Seeing Xu Zhixi come out, Song Jing immediately put down the documents in his hand and stood up: "Did I disturb you?"
nonsense.
But Xu Zhixi didn't want to talk to him now, and even more didn't want to see his righteous face, so he slammed the door shut.
Qi Mu, who was supervising nearby, suddenly saw Xu Zhixi coming out and turned his back reflexively, forgetting that their boss's identity had been exposed. He was afraid of being recognized by her, and as a result, Xu Zhixi didn't even notice him at all.
After he came to his senses, he turned around and just saw Xu Zhixi closing the door without hesitation. He couldn't help but look at his boss and touched his nose with his hand.
In this world, only Miss Xu dares to treat their boss like this.
Even Mr. Song Qiming, the boss's father, felt guilty and was always cautious when facing the boss, fearing that he might not be considerate in any way.
Song Jing's warm response was met with a cold response. His handsome face showed no emotion. Instead, he turned to look at Qi Mu and said softly, "Give the workers some extra money and ask them to be more gentle."
Qi Mu responded: "Okay."
Song Jing returned to his chair, took out his cell phone and sent a message to Xu Zhixi. However, just as he clicked send, an exclamation mark suddenly popped up in the chat box, with text attached below.
[The message was sent, but was rejected by the other party.]
Song Jing: “…”
After blocking Song Jing, Xu Zhixi felt a little relieved. Finding that the noise outside had also become quieter, she returned to the living room and continued her online class.
Xu Zhixi was busy with her class and didn't realize how long the commotion outside lasted. After class, she did some homework and felt sleepy. She drifted off to sleep on the sofa.
Gao Yue woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and found that Xu Zhixi had not returned. She walked out of the bedroom in confusion and found that he had fallen asleep on the sofa. She could not help but hold her forehead.
Even after suffering a severe emotional blow, they can still calm down and study. They are really naive.
Gao Yue silently gave her a thumbs up.
…
At six o'clock the next morning, Gao Yue got on the car sent by Song Jing and went to the airport.
After seeing Gao Yue off, Xu Zhixi lay back on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, with the three words "Young Master Song" all in his mind.
At the banquet last night, she originally only thought that Song Jing was a member of the Song family. Who would have thought that he was not only a member of the Song family, but also the only heir of the Song family.
Is it fun to lie to her?
Did he feel a sense of accomplishment after seeing her say so many stupid things in front of him?
Or is it to test her?
So he deliberately concealed his identity to prevent her from coveting the Song family behind him.
No matter what the reason was, Xu Zhixi couldn't accept it.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. How could Xu Zhixi even dream of falling asleep? Last night she was more sad than happy. Today, as she thought about every little detail of their time together, she felt a burning fire in her chest, making her feel upset.
Unable to sleep, she simply got up, washed up, and made breakfast. However, just as she walked into the kitchen, the doorbell rang suddenly.
At this point, there could be no one else except Song Jing.
Xu Zhixi didn't want to see him, so he ignored him.
The phone vibrated again. She took a look and found two text messages from Song Jing.
Song Jing: [I made breakfast and left it at the door for you.]
Song Jing: [Xixi, if possible, I don’t want to get to know you under a false identity.]
Xu Zhixi pursed her lips and blacklisted his number. If she hadn't discovered it herself, his promise to reveal everything a week later might have been just an excuse to keep her company.
Being angry, Xu Zhixi didn't want to listen to his explanation at all.
But after a few minutes, she opened the door and brought in the lunch box from outside.
She had originally thought Song Jing had left, and just as she picked up her lunch box, she met his gaze and was startled. But she remained calm, said nothing, and turned back to the house.
It was eight o'clock when Xu Zhixi opened the door again and saw Song Jing still standing outside. He was still wearing the same clothes as last night, but they were a little messy. The collar was open, revealing some skin, which made him look even more lazy and sexy.
Xu Zhixi walked around him and pressed the elevator button, and the man followed behind him.
In the elevator, Xu Zhixi didn't chase him out this time, but she didn't even glance at him. She kept her head down and texted her friends the whole time. There were several times when Song Jing wanted to speak, but seeing that she treated him like air, he didn't say anything.
Only after they left the residential complex did Song Jing say, "I'll take you to the company."
Xu Zhixi: "No. It's still early, I'll take the subway."
Seeing her striding forward, Song Jing hurriedly grabbed her wrist, frowning tightly: "Xixi, I think we need to talk."
Xu Zhixi immediately shook his hand away: "Chat? What to talk about? Waiting to be deceived by you again?"
"Xixi..."
"You had so many opportunities to confess, but you chose to lie. Song Jing, tell me, how can I believe that you will tell the truth this time?"
Looking at the girl's calm face, Song Jing's heart sank. He suppressed his surging emotions and whispered, "I will give you an explanation."
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The author has something to say: After knowing that Song Liumang was blocked, Fu Chengze: Haha ...
P.S.: By the way, why don’t I live in this neighborhood? [question mark]
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