Chapter 121 Whose financial sponsor is so devoted to his lover?
Song Yi went to the bathroom to use the toilet, came out to wash his face and calm down for a while before returning.
When he came out, Fu Xijing was no longer in the corridor.
Song Yi was away for quite a long time this time. As soon as she came back, Ji Qingyuan and Miki noticed that something was wrong with her.
Especially Ji Qingyuan.
"Xiaoyi, why did you take so long?" Ji Qingyuan saw that Song Yi's eyes were a little red, as if she had been crying, and couldn't help but worry that something had happened to her.
Song Yi had fair skin, and her eyes were red for a short time. She knew Ji Qingyuan would definitely notice, so she said to her, "I just received a call."
Ji Qingyuan: "Does it affect your mood?"
Song Yi sniffed, "Nothing, it's just that my mom suddenly brought up something about my dad, and I lost control of it."
When Ji Qingyuan first met Song Yi, she knew about her family situation.
Although Song Yi didn't say it explicitly, it was not difficult to see from her attitude that she was unwilling to mention her father.
Since she brought it up today, Ji Qingyuan tentatively asked, "Did he...look for you guys?"
"No." Song Yi shook his head, "We are the ones looking for him."
Ji Qingyuan probably understood, "Do you have any clues? Do you need help?"
"Thank you, Aunt Qing, but Brother Xu is already helping me find it." Song Yi rejected Ji Qingyuan's suggestion and forced a smile: "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's continue eating."
——
When Fu Xijing came back, Fu Qingyun was drinking tea.
As soon as Fu Xijing sat down, Fu Qingyun put down his teacup and looked at him.
Fu Xijing: "I've handled a few tasks over the phone. Let's continue."
Fu Qingyun still looked at him, his deep eyes filled with deep scrutiny, "When did it start?"
Fu Xijing paused while pouring the tea, then smiled and looked at him, "Your question is incoherent, why don't I understand?"
"When did you and Song Yi start?" Fu Qingyun did not give Fu Xijing a chance to make a joke.
He said he didn't understand, so he explained it clearly.
Fu Xijing poured a cup of tea, pushed it to Fu Qingyun, and poured himself another cup.
He put down the teapot, his posture calm and without any guilt, "You must have misunderstood, I am not familiar with her."
"If you don't know her, why did you go out to look for her just now?" Fu Qingyun asked sharply.
The smile in Fu Xijing's eyes gradually disappeared, but his posture remained relaxed, and he didn't feel guilty at all about being caught.
He pondered for a few minutes and then said to Fu Qingyun, "As for my mother, please remain silent."
Even if Fu Xijing didn't mention this matter, Fu Qingyun would have handled it this way first.
Ji Qingyuan's love for Song Yi is visible to the naked eye. She also has many dissatisfactions with Fu Xijing's private life. She has even directly expressed that she does not want to introduce Song Yi to Fu Xijing.
Fu Qingyun didn't want Ji Qingyuan to vent her anger on him because of Fu Xijing's matter.
By then, he might not even have the chance to see her once a week.
But not telling Ji Qingyuan didn't mean he wouldn't ask: "Tell me, when did it start? Are you serious?"
"More than six years, I guess." Fu Xijing gave a faint answer and ignored the following question.
When Fu Qingyun heard this, his solar plexus jumped twice: "What?"
"I met her in Rome." Fu Xijing knew what Fu Qingyun was surprised about. "She was cheated out of all her money. I support her."
Fu Qingyun's temples throbbed even more violently. He put down his teacup and said, "You are really messing around."
Fu Xijing didn't say anything.
Fu Qingyun: "Weren't you still pursuing Xu Rushuang at that time? You——"
"She left half a year before going to Rome. How can I catch up with her?" Fu Xijing interrupted Fu Qingyun.
Fu Qingyun: "You didn't say you wouldn't pursue her."
Fu Xijing: "Do we need to write a big-character poster or issue a public service announcement?"
Fu Qingyun choked for a moment when asked by Fu Xijing, and then became even angrier: "What, you still think you're right? You can keep a mistress if you don't pursue Xu Rushuang? If Qingyuan knew——"
"If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beam will be crooked." Fu Xijing said fearlessly, "Mom will think I take after you."
Fu Qingyun's fist hardened: "Don't think I won't hit you just because you're thirty."
Fu Xijing picked up a shrimp dumpling with his chopsticks and said, "Without me, she would have been abducted to the red-light district."
Fu Qingyun: "Make you a banner?"
"That's not necessary." Fu Xijing finished eating the shrimp dumplings before speaking.
He still doesn't think he got an advantage in that deal.
Although he didn't expect Song Yi to be really grateful to him, it was an objective fact that he helped her.
During those two years, Song Yi relied on him for food, clothing and other expenses. He never treated her unfairly and pushed her to participate in any school activities. He would even arrange some academic exchange forums that required money as long as she was interested.
It’s called keeping a mistress, but which financial sponsor would be so attentive to his lover?
At least not as far as he knew.
besides.
If Song Yi hadn't met him by chance, how would he have earned the tuition fees?
Song Yi had asked him before why he came up to her and asked about her situation when he saw her on the street, even though he was obviously not the kind of person who meddles in other people's business.
Fu Xijing never answered this question directly.
But Song Yi was right, he was indeed not the kind of person who meddles in other people's affairs.
But when he passed by that day, he happened to hear two thugs communicating in French, saying that there was an Asian woman nearby with a pure face who could be sold for a good price.
This kind of situation was common there, so Fu Xijing just laughed it off. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned a corner, he saw the person they were talking about.
At that time, Song Yi was squatting on the side of the road crying.
Fu Xijing heard her crying and yelling in Chinese, and out of concern for his compatriots, he stopped.
When he stopped, Song Yi looked up at him.
When he saw that face, he knew why those two people said she could be sold at a good price.
She has a pretty and childish face, and her exquisiteness cannot be concealed even without makeup. When she cries, her eyes are like pear blossoms in the rain. She is a little over 1.6 meters tall and has a small frame, which is very much in line with the tastes of those perverts.
She cried so miserably that Fu Xijing asked about her situation.
Then she sobbed and said that all her money had been cheated out of her by the intermediary. She also said that the money was what her mother had saved for many years and it was all her family’s savings. Now she felt very sorry for her mother and didn’t dare to tell her.
After hearing her words, Fu Xijing remembered the conversation between the two ruffians and asked her if she wanted to continue studying.
She said she wanted to.
So he asked her if she wanted to follow him.
His thoughts at the time were simple.
She is pitiful and pretty, which suits his taste. It would be nice to spend money to keep her around as a pastime.
Following him is better than being sold to the red-light district.
Once she stepped into that kind of place, she would either be killed or crippled, and her life would be ruined.
He just considered it as doing good deeds.
Fu Xijing didn't think his interest in Song Yi would last at first, but his plan was clear: even if the relationship ended early, he would still give her her tuition and daily expenses.
But two years passed in the blink of an eye.
Even when she graduated, he still felt a little unsatisfied.
But Song Yi left very decisively at that time, as if he wanted to draw a clear line between them, which he also found ridiculous.
It’s not like I can’t find a woman.
But the fact is, after Song Yi left, he never seriously looked for a woman.
But Song Yi is quite wonderful.
When we met again, we were about to get married.
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