The special assistant clutched his phone tightly and said indignantly, "Boss Song, what they said about Miss Xie is too much. I'll ask someone to remove the trending search."
Song Xiujun's eyes flashed with something strange, and he said softly with his thin lips: "No need."
The special assistant was stunned. What was going on? Whenever Miss Xie had a scandal in the past, President Song would spend money to settle it without even having to remind him.
But during this period, Mr. Song was acting very abnormally. It seemed as if he had lost interest in Miss Xie and was completely devoted to his work.
Zhuang Ran listened to their conversation and grasped important information. She whispered, "Who is Miss Xie?"
Song Xiujun was silent for a few seconds, then raised his eyebrows frivolously: "What an ungrateful bastard you raised."
Zhuang Ran opened his mouth slightly, "Wolf?"
She pondered the meaning of Song Xiuyun's words in her mind, and glanced casually out of the corner of her eye. She saw a woman standing against the glass window, her sunglasses covering half of her face, staring at them.
Zhuang Ran was startled and screamed.
This made Song Xiuyun and his special assistant look out the window at the same time.
When he saw the people outside clearly, a hint of surprise flashed across Song Xiuyun's calm eyes.
The special assistant was startled, then quickly reacted and said, "Mr. Song, I forgot to tell you. Miss Xie just called to ask where you were."
Song Xiujun stared at the woman outside the window, then slowly stood up, straightened his wrinkled suit, and said to the surprised Zhuang Ran across from him, "Sorry, I'll treat you again when I have the chance."
Zhuang Ran searched his memory for the face of the woman wearing sunglasses outside, and finally reacted.
Does this look like a star?
However, how could Song Xiujun be related to people in the entertainment industry?
Zhuang Ran smiled with relief: "Okay."
After Song Xiujun left, Xie Shizhu threw herself into his arms, her eyes hidden under her sunglasses were extremely red. She curled her hands into fists and punched them on Song Xiujun's cold chest.
Xie Shizhu's voice was nasal: "Did you throw away the hairband I gave you? I want to break up with you. I'm filming in another place, and you're getting engaged to another woman."
Song Xiuyun endured the beating from Xie Shizhu. After hearing the words "sever ties", a chill suddenly rose in his heart.
Since she wants to break up the relationship, he must fulfill her wish.
Song Xiujun raised his thin lips in a cold arc, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Okay..."
Before he could finish his words, Xie Shizhu took off his sunglasses, and his almond-shaped eyes, filled with red and tears, stared at him. The tip of his nose was red, and his pink lips were bitten, leaving faint marks.
She threw her sunglasses on the ground, and the special assistant bent down and quickly picked them up, then stood aside obediently.
Song Xiujun looked at her, and his cold heart was filled with pity. He couldn't speak decisively for a long time.
Xie Shizhu sniffed and wiped all his snot and tears onto his suit.
Song Xiuyun sighed inwardly, then glanced at his special assistant, who turned his back sensibly and looked at the cars passing by on the roadside.
"We're not engaged," Song Xiujun lifted her chin with his slender fingers and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, saying as if to coax a child, "Those media reports are just making up stories."
Xie Shizhu stopped crying, her wet eyelashes trembling slightly, "Really?"
Song Xiujun held her in his arms, stroking her soft long hair with his big hands, "Hmm."
Xie Shizhu pulled his right hand off his hair, checked it carefully, and saw that her black hairband was still on Song Xiuyun's wrist, and she burst into laughter.
Zhuang Ran drank water while watching the situation outside. She had communicated with Song Xiujun several times. The other party was sharp and decisive, but had a steady and introverted personality.
Coupled with his superior looks, he is like a myth in the business circle.
But when she saw Song Xiuyun holding a thin woman in his arms, wiping her tears considerately and coaxing her gently, she almost spit out the water she had drunk.
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