Chapter 39 Chapter 39 “What if I…want to break up?…
The living room fell into a deathly silence. After a long while, Song Jing finally spoke again: "My mother..." He had no memory of his mother. She died at birth, so he had no feelings for her.
Wen Lu, standing by, quickly raised his hand: "I, I, I! Sister-in-law, I can testify to this. My cousin's biological mother is indeed not alive."
Xu Zhixi: “…”
Are you sure you want to use that word?
Sure enough, Song Jing frowned slightly.
Wen Lu realized it belatedly and quickly slapped himself in the face.
Xu Zhixi certainly knew that Song Jing's father was still alive; she had misunderstood him the last time. And his mother, after learning that Song Qiming was Song Jing's father, guessed that Song Jing's mother was probably the same as he had mentioned that day. He hadn't lied about this.
But why didn't he explain that day?
Even when she misunderstood that his parents were both dead, he didn't react and didn't explain. He could always find a time to explain it later.
But he didn't, and insisted on waiting until now to confess.
It’s not that I’ve forgotten.
The more Xu Zhixi thought about it, the more she felt that this man was too bad. She looked away from him and turned to continue washing the vegetables.
Song Jing also followed: "It was my fault before. I shouldn't have concealed my identity."
As for Xu Zhixi's misunderstanding that his father had passed away, after he realized it belatedly, he had thought about explaining it, but he was afraid that she would take the opportunity to ask about his father's situation.
There have been enough lies. When the time comes, he will either confess or continue to make up stories.
But since he had already decided to confess in a week, he didn't want to lie to her anymore, so he simply didn't explain, thinking that she would know it naturally in the future.
Xu Zhixi ignored him.
Who knows if he had to say this because things had come to this point.
If she hadn't discovered it herself, she might have been deceived by him forever.
Seeing that she didn't want to pay attention to him, Song Jing's expression changed slightly, and he whispered, "When you want to hear my explanation, tell me."
Forcing an explanation now would be nothing more than a cover-up in her eyes. It would be better to wait until she calmed down and was willing to listen to his explanation, then he could slowly tell her.
However, he forgot that love does not necessarily lead to results just by waiting.
Xu Zhixi took a deep breath and looked up at him: "What if I don't want to hear your explanation?"
He was silent for a few seconds and then said, "I'd like to hear it."
"What if I...want to break up?"
The man's eyes suddenly darkened, and he held her wrist tightly: "Xixi."
Looking at his strong appearance, Xu Zhixi's emotions suddenly calmed down. A layer of mist seemed to cover the bottom of her eyes. She said softly: "After all, there is a huge gap between our status..."
"Xu Zhixi." His voice was harsher than ever, and his eyes were deep.
Wen Lu huddled in the corner, trembling, fearing that he would be silenced by his cousin.
He actually happened to encounter the emotional drama of a breakup on the spot.
He just met his sister-in-law for the first time. Is his cousin going to be dumped?
By the way, he quite likes this sister-in-law.
Although she seemed indifferent, she was kind and beautiful. He suddenly appeared in front of her and inexplicably called her sister-in-law, but she didn't get angry.
Not only did she bring him home, she was also willing to cook dinner for him. Where can you find such a wonderful sister-in-law?
The most important thing is that she seems to be able to really control her cousin.
So no matter what he wants to do in the future, he can just please his sister-in-law.
In the Song family, his position was at the bottom. If he could please his sister-in-law, wouldn't he be able to rank second?
Therefore, he was determined not to let his sister-in-law run away.
Thinking of this, he stood up suddenly and tried to speak for his cousin: "Sister-in-law, don't worry about this. Our Song family has absolutely no prejudice against family background. My uncle likes you very much too. Last time, he wanted to invite you home..."
Song Jing glanced over and Wen Lu immediately fell silent.
Xu Zhixi pulled his hand out and lowered his eyes: "Let's not talk about this for now."
Song Jing looked at her quietly washing vegetables, but he was more accustomed to her loudly questioning him or hitting him to vent her anger, just like she did just now.
Instead of being like now, making him unable to understand.
Xu Zhixi wasn't much of a cook, and Song Jing wasn't in the mood. Plus, it was just dinner for Wen Lu, so he naturally took it easy. He'd originally planned on making three dishes and a soup, but in the end, he only managed a bowl of bland noodles.
Watching Song Jing put the noodles on the table, Xu Zhixi took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Wen Lu: "Eat quickly. Go back with your brother later. I have something else to do, so I won't leave you two brothers alone."
Wen Lu smiled and nodded: "Okay, sister-in-law."
Xu Zhixi was going to class, and Song Jing didn't want to disturb her, so he stayed in the living room and watched her go into the bedroom and close the door.
Wen Lu ate the noodles in big mouthfuls. Initially, the noodles looked watery and he was not very appetizing. But after taking two bites, he found that the taste was good, and his appetite immediately came back, and he ate with big mouthfuls.
"Is it delicious?" Song Jing suddenly asked, his voice emotionless.
Wen Lu nodded while eating, and even raised his free hand to give a thumbs up: "Great."
A delicacy on earth.
Seeing that the bowl of noodles was about to be empty, he swallowed the noodles in his mouth and just as he was about to put some more noodles into his mouth, a slender, cold white hand came into his sight and took away his noodles without warning.
"What's wrong?" His mouth was just full of noodles, his eyes were stunned and his voice was unclear.
Song Jing poured the few mouthfuls of noodles left into the trash can and said calmly, "Cook for yourself when you're hungry next time. If all else fails, order takeout."
Wen Lu was simply stunned.
This noodle was not made by my sister-in-law alone. My cousin was obviously involved in it too. How could he be so jealous? It's really inhumane.
Wen Lu slammed the table and stood up: "I'm going to tell my sister-in-law that you're wasting food!"
Song Jing only gave him a look, and he immediately became depressed again, his voice as soft as a mosquito's hum: "It is..."
Besides, with him acting like this, it would be strange if my sister-in-law could change her mind.
Song Jing: "You can go now."
Wen Lu stood up reluctantly, thinking, his sister-in-law clearly asked them to go together, but his cousin pretended to obey and actually wanted to stay alone.
But how could his little arms twist stronger than her thighs? He could only leave obediently.
When he reached the door, he couldn't help but look back. He really didn't want to see his cousin get dumped, which would also cause him to lose his backing. "Cousin, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you should be more humble around girls. Although you were quite humble just now, you're still a little short of the mark. Also, your sister-in-law is bothered by you hiding your identity, which is a problem. You two are not a good match, and that obviously bothers her a lot. You have to take care of this..."
Song Jing's eyes were cold: "Are you still not leaving?"
Wen Lu didn't dare to offend him again. People who are about to be single have bad tempers. In order to avoid getting angry, he immediately opened the door and rushed out.
The living room became quiet. Song Jing sat down on the sofa and rubbed his eyebrows to relieve his fatigue.
He had originally thought that after the company's affairs were settled, he would confess to Xu Zhixi in a few days. Unexpectedly, Xu Zhixi did not trust him. Instead, she secretly investigated and confirmed his identity through Chu Chaoyan.
Right now, the company cannot ignore it.
Xu Zhixi, he couldn't let go either.
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After Xu Zhixi returned to her bedroom, she took a quick shower in the bathroom before heading out to study. The WeChat group chat was abuzz with activity. Gao Yue, having returned to Zhangcheng, immediately shared what she had seen and heard with Gu Xianyou. Together, they analyzed the situation and made decisions for her.
Gu Xianyou: [I think, if you believe in his character, you can listen to his explanation.]
Gao Yue echoed: "It's clear that Young Master Song is quite fond of you. Besides, his background isn't a flaw; he should be eager to share it with the world, not hiding it. Perhaps he has some real reasons."
Gao Yue keeps up with current affairs, and his way of addressing Song Jing has changed from Gene, the one with the surname Song, your Song Jing, to Young Master Song.
Gu Xianyou: [I'm worried you'll be too sad. The most important thing for two people to be together is communication. Don't think about breaking up easily.]
Xu Zhixi did not check the messages during her study. It was not until one o'clock in the morning when her plan for the day was successfully completed that she took the time to check her phone.
After reading the messages from both of them one by one, she lay down on the bed and replied: "I understand."
Gu Xianyou immediately sent her a private message: [You don’t really want to break up, do you?]
Although concealing one's identity was really excessive, Gu Xianyou could see that Xu Zhixi liked Song Jing very much. If they really broke up, it would probably take her a long time to get over it.
Therefore, she only hoped that Xu Zhixi would think carefully and not act impulsively to avoid regrets in the future.
Xu Zhixi bit her lip: [I don’t know.]
On the one hand, she couldn't bear to part with Song Jing; on the other hand, she was afraid of the complexity of the wealthy family, fearing that she would be obstructed by the boy's parents like the little white flower Lin Wanwan, and both her love life and career would be frustrated.
Gu Xianyou asked: [Are you worried that the gap between your status is too big?]
Xu Zhixi stopped talking.
She put her phone down and looked up at the window.
The curtains were drawn, and a breeze blew in through the gaps in the window, ruffling the curtains and seeming to stir her heart.
Taking a deep breath, she thought about going out to get a glass of water to calm down. She opened the door and found the lights in the living room were still on. She cursed the two men inwardly. They were indeed rich people who had no consideration for a commoner like her. If she hadn't come out to drink water, the lights would have been on all night.
Just as she was about to go over to turn off the light, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure on the sofa out of the corner of her eye and was stunned.
He hasn't left yet?
Song Jing hadn't been deliberately absent today; he simply knew that Xu Zhixi was even less likely to draw attention to herself than he was to her. So, he simply returned to his own company and worked tirelessly, just to spend more time with Xu Zhixi that evening and, by the way, to have his position as deputy director at Hertz resolved.
Although Xu Zhixi had no intention of paying attention to him and would not appreciate it, it did not stop him from taking the initiative to stick to her.
Thinking that she had to go to class, Song Jing waited quietly in the living room. Unexpectedly, he felt sleepy and propped up his head with one hand, and accidentally fell asleep.
He was a light sleeper and vaguely felt the girl's footsteps approaching, but he didn't make a sound.
Until his body suddenly felt warm, Xu Zhixi covered him with a thin blanket.
Xu Zhixi thought that she just didn't want him to freeze to death in her house, so she covered him with the quilt, stood up, and just as she was about to pull her hand back, her wrist suddenly tightened and was held tightly by the man.
Their eyes met, and the man's pupils were very deep and dark, as if they could absorb her whole body.
Xu Zhixi's eyes flickered slightly, and she couldn't meet his gaze for some reason: "You..."
The word "let go" was still in her throat when her waist suddenly tightened. The man reached out and grabbed her waist. With a little force, she fell heavily into his arms.
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The author has something to say: Sorry, sorry, babies, it’s late today. [Breaking into tears]
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