Chapter 191 "Mr. Song, save me, my eldest brother is going to kill me!"
Zhang Hening became furious upon hearing this.
Seeing Song Shiqian changing his clothes and coming out of the hotel, she raised her hand to push Zhang Hexing's head out, raised the car window, and cut off their communication.
Song Shiqian never took out the car keys.
At this moment, I saw the little girl in the driver's seat sitting upright, wearing her seat belt, with her hands on the steering wheel, looking very serious.
"Why are you sitting here?" he asked.
Zhang Hening smiled and said, "Boss Song, to thank you for your help last night, I'll be your driver today and take you back home myself. You can sleep in the car. I'll definitely not let you get tired at all."
She said, pointing to the pile of assorted food in the car's refrigerator and on the console.
"Fruits, peanuts, and mineral water are all ready for you. Please get in and fasten your seat belts."
Song Shiqian couldn't help laughing.
He didn't move, but bent down, raised his hand, and stretched it out to Zhang Hening.
There was a click.
Her seatbelt was unfastened.
"Go to the passenger seat, I'll drive." His expression remained unchanged.
"Huh?" Zhang Hening was stunned.
"My car is special. It has an automatic driving program installed. First, it won't get tired. Second, if you can't get used to it, you're more likely to have an accident."
He walked around the front of the car and opened the passenger door.
"Little boy, have a good sleep."
Zhang Hening didn't understand this high-tech technology and was speechless.
She had no choice but to get out of the driver's seat and climb into the passenger seat.
The bunch of snacks I bought for Song Shiqian ended up in her mouth.
Along the way, Zhang Hening expressed his gratitude sincerely and started talking nonstop.
"Song Shiqian, thank you so much."
"My eldest brother said that gratitude cannot be expressed with words alone; it must be expressed with actions. Let me give you a gift."
Song Shiqian lazily leaned on the steering wheel.
"What gift?"
Zhang Hening had no idea for a moment, but he set the hook first.
"I'll think about it and give you a surprise then."
"Okay," he said. "The seat can be adjusted in arc and has a massage function. It's still far from the capital, so you should rest up and have a good sleep."
Zhang Hening shook his head: "No, the co-pilot seat is very important. The co-pilot's responsibility is to talk to the driver. I won't sleep. I have to drive back with you."
"Okay." Song Shiqian said, "Then you lie down and accompany me."
"That's fine."
Zhang Hening turned his head to adjust the seat, lay down on it comfortably, and started the back massage mode.
"There is a blanket in the back seat, cover yourself with it and don't catch a cold," he reminded again.
"Oh, okay."
She obediently took the blanket and covered herself with it.
Ten minutes later.
Zhang Hening: Zzzzzzz…
I slept so soundly.
When she woke up in a daze, the car had arrived at the door of He's house.
Zhang Hening: "..."
Damn it.
What about the promise to accompany you and chat all the way?
How come she fell asleep so easily?
"Hey, Ningning is back!"
There were bursts of shouting coming from outside. Aunt Wang had received the news long ago and was waiting anxiously at the door.
When he saw his family, Zhang Hening's sleepiness disappeared. He pushed open the car door and rushed over with his arms outstretched.
"Ah, my Aunt Wang~"
The next second, she saw Song Xi next to Aunt Wang, and she was moved away with another bear hug.
"Ah, my Xibao~"
The next second, her eyes met Jing Zhuoyou behind Song Xi.
When their eyes met, Zhang Hening's body stiffened. He immediately let go of Song Xi and hid behind Song Shiqian who had just got out of the car.
"Boss Song, save me, explain quickly, my eldest brother is going to kill me!"
Jing Zhuo stood there without moving at all.
Zhang Hening has already said a lot.
"I'm telling you, I didn't get into trouble this time. I even did some good things."
"I have a witness. Xibao's uncle is my witness!"
"If you dare to hit me, you're done for. You will be morally condemned!"
"Xibao, please take care of him. He's really getting more and more violent."
Song Xi: “?”
Jing Zhuo watched her performance quietly and said calmly.
"Have I lifted a finger since I got off the bus?"
“…” Not yet.
Zhang Hening hid behind the man and stuck his head out to observe carefully.
"You really won't hit me? You won't make me do push-ups? You won't make me stand at attention?"
Jing Zhuo gave a devilish smirk.
"Zhang Hening," he said politely, "try making up another rumor."
Zhang Hening: "..."
What should I do? Little Bitter Melon’s character is a bit broken.
Brother, why don’t you scold me a few times? It would be nice to make Xibao’s uncle feel a little bad.
As a result, Jing Zhuo's next sentence sounded like a good brother who had been gentle and kind for many years.
"I'm glad you're okay. Aunt Wang made some soup for you. Your sister-in-law will stay with you at the He residence tonight. Go home and get some rest. I'll talk to the production team about any follow-up safety issues."
Zhang Hening: "Huh?"
Why don't you play by the rules?
She felt a little embarrassed, and slowly stopped from behind Song Shiqian, explaining secretly.
"Don't get me wrong, my brother isn't usually this gentle. He really knows how to stab me."
As he was speaking, a Maserati stopped outside the courtyard and did a handsome drift, making a loud "whoosh" sound.
The car door opened, and a young and flamboyant boy rushed in and gave Zhang Hening a big bear hug.
"My Ning, you are still alive!"
Zhang Hening's nose hurt from the earphones hitting his neck.
Her head was dizzy and she kicked the boy away.
"Zhuangzhuang, what did you do? You flattened my nose!"
Zhuangzhuang let her go and breathed a sigh of relief:
"I heard from my second brother that you were trapped in a cave last night and didn't come out all night. I was so scared that I thought you were dead and were carried home. Fortunately, you are still alive. Otherwise, I would be the only one left in Shuanglong District, all alone for the rest of my life."
"From now on, when Brother Zhuo is in a bad mood, he will pick on me and beat me up."
Zhang Hening's mouth twitched and he kicked him again.
"Just shut up. You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."
"Aren't I worried about you?"
"You are cursing me."
The two children were bickering with each other, oblivious to the people around them.
From the moment he appeared, Song Shiqian's eyes were fixed on this boy, and in just a dozen seconds, he had analyzed him thoroughly.
Young, handsome, enthusiastic, energetic and vibrant.
He comes from a good family, is confident and generous, and has good financial resources.
Zhang Hening did not reject him.
In contrast, he seemed like a truly kind elder, quietly watching her quarreling and fighting with her peers.
"Mr. Song."
A figure broke his thoughts.
Song Shiqian came back to his senses and looked at Jing Zhuo.
"Thank you for saving my sister last night." Jing Zhuo said, "Although we are relatives, I will never forget your kindness. I will personally bring gifts to thank you when I have time."
Song Shiqian frowned and said, "It's my duty."
"Why should it?" Jing Zhuo asked.
The two men's gazes met in the air, condensed briefly, and then moved away.
Song Shiqian curled his lips and said, "No matter what position or identity I have, I should help her. Even if she is a stranger, I have a duty, not to mention that she is not one."
"Okay, I've got her safely here. Please praise her courage and kindness, and don't use the corporal punishment."
After he finished speaking, he no longer looked at Zhang Hening.
He turned back to the car and started the engine.
When Zhang Hening turned around, the black business car had already driven away.
"Huh? Why did he leave suddenly?"
"Who is he? Your new college student?" Zhuangzhuang asked.
"None of your business. All you think about all day is college students. You're either being scammed out of money or out of love."
Zhang Hening pushed his head away in disgust.
"You talk as if you've never been cheated before. They're all the same." Zhuangzhuang disagreed.
The two started arguing again.
Aunt Wang smiled and tried to smooth things over.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Go back and eat some sweet-scented osmanthus cake and drink some black chicken soup to nourish yourself. My dear Ningning looks haggard."
In the rearview mirror.
There was a bustling atmosphere outside the small building of He's house. Even after driving a few dozen meters away, one could still hear laughter and caring voices.
Song Shiqian was in the car, looking straight ahead.
The cold wind of late autumn blows in, bringing with it a sense of loneliness. Winter is here and everything is frosted.
The sun is very popular.
Everyone can take a bath.
He rolled down the car windows in an attempt to stay warm.
From the corner of my eye, I saw a gold jade peach blossom bracelet lying on the passenger seat next to me.
Very familiar.
We are old friends.
Song Shiqian stopped the car, picked up the bracelet, and put it on his hand expressionlessly.
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