Chapter 050 The door is not closed
Ying Xing saw that Song Yi was avoiding and rejecting this question, so he stopped asking.
Even between good friends, we should respect each other's wishes and privacy.
Although she didn't know what happened, it was not difficult to tell from Song Yi's reaction that the memory was extremely unbearable for her, so unbearable that she didn't want to mention a single word of it.
If she hadn't met Fu Xijing again, Song Yi probably wouldn't have told them about what happened in Italy during those years.
It is certain that she suffered a severe blow from Fu Xijing back then.
In other words, Fu Xijing shattered all her fantasies about relationships between men and women.
So much so that when Song Yi later fell in love with Xu Shengwen, she seemed very numb.
She never loses her temper, never gets upset, and the word "making a fuss" has nothing to do with her.
She seemed to have gotten used to playing the role of being obedient and submissive in relationships - now, everything was explained.
——
Jiang Budu's intervention was indeed helpful. The next day, after class, Song Yi went back to the apartment and found that Xu Shengwen's things had been moved out.
Song Yi made an appointment with the lock-opening company to change the locks tomorrow afternoon, and went to Ying Xing's place in the evening.
Perhaps Ying Xing told Tang Qing about her situation, so when Song Yi went there in the evening, Tang Qing also rushed over from the bank.
However, Tang Qing and Ying Xing did not mention Fu Xijing again.
When the three of them were sitting at the dining table eating, Song Lansheng called.
Song Yi picked up the phone: "Mom."
Song Lansheng: "Mr. Jiang came to see me just now and brought some gifts."
She paused, wanting to speak but stopped herself, "Xiaoyi, he seems to care too much about our family's affairs."
Song Yi immediately understood what Song Lansheng meant.
"Mom, I understand. I will explain it to him clearly some other day." Song Yi assured Song Lansheng.
Song Lansheng: "Well, we can't afford to marry such a person."
Ying Xing and Tang Qing heard every word Song Yi said to Song Lansheng.
During this period, Ying Xing kept looking at Tang Qing's expression with a slightly complicated look.
Tang Qing didn't have any special reaction.
However, after Song Yi put down her phone, Tang Qing suddenly called her name again.
Song Yi was confused by her serious tone: "...Hmm?"
"There's one thing I haven't told you before." Tang Qing slowly opened his lips and dropped a bombshell in the calmest tone, "My relationship with Jiang Budu is similar to yours with Fu Xijing."
Pop.
The chopsticks Song Yi had just picked up fell to the ground.
She was so shocked that she couldn't make any expression.
It wasn't known how long it took before Song Yi found his voice again: "You...now?"
"Not now, but a few years ago." Tang Qing said, "When I was assigned to Haicheng."
Song Yi quickly calculated the time.
Almost two years.
"Then you and him—"
"We haven't met in North City." Tang Qing had already guessed what Song Yi was going to ask, "Now he and you have an intersection, so-"
"I understand what you mean. I won't let him see you." Song Yi promised Tang Qing.
Tang Qing nodded.
She wasn't worried that Jiang Budu would come and bother her again.
Judging from the speed at which Jiang Budu changes women, he might not even remember her name now.
Tang Qing simply didn't want to see him.
She didn't like Jiang Budu. It was no exaggeration to say that Jiang Budu was the type of playboy she hated the most.
If he hadn't been--
never mind.
Let’s not talk about it.
Because of what happened between Tang Qing and Jiang Budu, Song Yi was still in shock before going to bed.
Two people who have nothing in common actually have this kind of relationship.
Song Yi was not sleepy at all, so he got up and went outside to get some water to drink, and happened to meet Ying Xing.
Ying Xing: "Are you still thinking about Tang Qing?"
Song Yi took a sip of water and asked, "When did you know?"
Ying Xing: "I bumped into it accidentally."
She lost herself in memories. "I went to Haicheng for training, but ended early and went to her rented apartment to find her. I wanted to give her a surprise, but when I knocked on the door, it was Jiang Budu who opened it. I almost scared myself to death."
Song Yi: “…”
"Forget it, let's not talk about this rotten cucumber." Ying Xing did not hide his disdain for Jiang Budu between the lines.
——
After the hospital incident that day, Song Yi didn't see Fu Xijing for four days.
Fu Xijing had never contacted her, and she would not bother herself by contacting him.
She has not yet come to terms with the matter of Song Lansheng.
Having taken a leave last week, Song Yi will go to the Fu family's old house to teach Fu Xuqiao this Saturday as usual.
I was lucky today. I took the bus as soon as I went out, and Song Yi arrived more than half an hour early.
Song Yi was brought into the yard by Uncle Chen, but found an old man sitting in the yard.
He looked to be about seventy years old, with gray hair, but his posture was straight and upright, and he looked majestic without even being angry.
The other party also saw her, and his sharp eyes fell on her, looking her up and down.
It feels very oppressive.
Song Yi felt uncomfortable being looked at, and nodded at the other party reluctantly.
Uncle Chen at the side said, "Master, this is Miss Qiao Qiao's language tutor, Song Yi, Teacher Song."
"Teacher Xiao Song, this is Qiao Qiao's grandfather."
"Hello, Mr. Fu." Song Yi bowed and greeted him, "Sorry to bother you."
Fu Qingyun nodded in response to her greeting.
Later, Song Yi was taken to the mansion by Uncle Chen.
While Song Yi was sitting in the reception room waiting, he was still a little nervous when he thought of Mr. Fu in the yard.
She didn't dare to look at him carefully just now.
Jojo's grandfather.
That would be Fu Xijing's father.
Therefore, Fu Xijing's unapproachable temperament should be inherited from his father's side.
…
Fu Xuqiao has two classes in the morning.
The class started at nine o'clock. After the first class, Fu Xuqiao took Song Yi to the yard to see the new flowers she had planted.
Song Yi was standing in front of the flower bed when he suddenly heard a conversation coming from not far away.
"You are thirty-two years old. A man at this age must settle down." The vicissitudes of life but powerful tone can be easily associated with Mr. Fu.
Thirty-two.
Hearing this keyword, Song Yi subconsciously raised his head and looked at the wooden table not far away.
...It turned out to be Fu Xijing.
Fortunately, only one side of his face was facing this side, and Song Yi immediately avoided it.
But I could still clearly hear his voice: "From what you said, you have already chosen someone for me."
"Zhao Yanjin." Old Fu said a name.
Song Yi had never heard of it, but anyone who could catch Mr. Fu's eye must be a good match for the Fu family.
"Not interested." Fu Xijing replied somewhat impolitely.
Mr. Fu was naturally angered: "Who are you interested in then? Fu Xijing, listen to me, as long as I am alive, I will not allow you to have anything to do with Xu Rushuang again! Don't think I don't know, she took that child——"
"That's all I can do." Fu Xijing smiled. "If you don't let me have anything to do with her, I'll just have to remain single."
When these words entered Song Yi's ears, his chest tightened.
She said to Fu Xuqiao, "I'm going to the bathroom," and hurriedly fled the scene.
Song Yi stood in the guest bathroom on the first floor of the Fu family's house, his hand on his chest, his mind full of Fu Xijing's words.
If he hadn't been involved with Xu Rushuang, he would have remained single.
Perhaps this is the lethality of white moonlight.
Song Yi raised the corners of his mouth and laughed mockingly.
Xu Rushuang is so important to him, why doesn't he let her go?
Click.
The sound of a door opening interrupted Song Yi's thoughts.
Just as she was about to look up, the man came up behind her and pressed on her, put his hands around her neck, and lowered his head to kiss her chin.
Song Yi saw the familiar face in the mirror and began to struggle desperately.
Fu Xijing neutralized her movements in a few seconds, and blew into her ear with his lips: "The door is not closed. You are making such a big noise, are you trying to call everyone over?"
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