Chapter 230 Be with Me
Song Ling looked worried: "How could it become so serious?"
"ah?"
Xie Zanrong looked bewildered. He was a little confused about what Sister Ling was talking about.
Song Ling: "Don't worry, there will definitely be a way."
Xie Zanrong didn't say anything and glanced at Shang Wufang behind Song Ling.
Shang Wufang coughed and pulled Song Ling over: "Don't worry too much, Xiaoyou will find a way."
Song Ling: "Can I see Xiaoyou?"
Shang Wufang said awkwardly, "I'm afraid not. Xiaoyou has to provide rehabilitation treatment for Xie Zanrong every day, then go to work, and then take care of the children after work. It's very tiring, and she should rest now."
After hearing what he said, Song Ling felt it difficult to ask for anything, as it would seem that she had no conscience.
"Never mind."
Shang Wufang: "If you want to see Xiaoyou, you can come over during the day on weekends. She is at home."
Song Ling nodded: "Okay, I'll come over this weekend."
Shang Wufang's mouth curled up slightly.
Song Ling walked over to Xie Zanrong again and asked about his well-being, comforting and encouraging him.
Xie Zanrong: “…”
He looked at Shang Wufang speechlessly. The other party looked up at the ceiling and didn't feel embarrassed at all.
He was helpless.
Was he being used as a tool for Shang Wufang for no reason?
Song Ling: "Don't worry about it. Just take good care of yourself. It doesn't matter if it takes a while. I'll take care of the work."
Xie Zanrong thought about it but still didn't expose Shang Wufang: "Thank you, Sister Ling."
Shang Wufang: "Song Ling, let's go out and let him have a good rest."
Song Ling nodded.
Coming out of Shang Wulin's villa, Song Ling said goodbye to Shang Wufang: "Mr. Shang, thank you Zanrong for troubling you. I'll go back first."
Shang Wufang: "Wait."
Song Ling: "Anything else?"
Shang Wufang: "Yes, yes, come in with me and talk."
Song Ling didn't think much about it and followed Shang Wufang into his villa.
After entering, Song Ling looked around and found that the decoration of the first floor was similar to that of the villa just now.
Shang Wufang: "Sit wherever you like."
Song Ling walked to the sofa and sat down, waiting for Shang Wufang to speak.
Shang Wufang opened the refrigerator, took out two bottles of water and handed one to Song Ling.
Song Ling took it, but didn't drink it. She put it on the coffee table in front of her.
"Mr. Shang, it's getting late. What do you want? I'm going back after you finish speaking."
When she first came, she found the road up the mountain very quiet, without a single car. At that time, there was no business, so she was not too scared. But when she went back alone, she was a little scared.
Shang Wufang unscrewed the lid, gulped down a few gulps of water, and then sat down next to Song Ling.
There was a palm's width of distance between the two of them. Song Ling could smell his unique scent and her heartbeat began to quicken.
She moved a little to the side uncomfortably, putting some distance between herself and him.
Shang Wufang noticed her movements and moved a little closer to her, even closer than at the beginning, almost touching her.
Song Ling: “…”
She suspected Shang Wufang did it on purpose.
He moved to the side again, and Shang Wufang followed again.
Song Ling turned her head to look at him and found Shang Wufang smiling nonchalantly.
She frowned: "Boss Shang, what are you doing?"
Shang Wufang: "Song Ling, no woman has ever provoked me and then dumped me. It was always me who said it was over first."
Song Ling was stunned.
I didn't expect Shang Wufang to bring up what happened that night again.
Shang Wufang was unhappy that she was the first to suggest forgetting that night, which hurt his male self-esteem. Even if they wanted to forget it, he should be the one to suggest it, right?
What a domineering man!
She looked at the man beside her again: "Boss Shang, what do you want to do?"
Shang Wufang curled the corners of his mouth and pinched her chin.
"There's no need to forget what happened that night. Saying you've forgotten is deceiving yourself. Let's move on."
Song Ling was shocked, but she still asked rationally: "Then what?"
Shang Wufang: "How long do you think my interest in you will last?"
Song Ling didn't say anything.
She was overthinking it. Shang Wufang was not determined and was just temporarily interested in her.
Shang Wufang: "The longest I've ever been with a girlfriend was three months. Do you think you can last longer than three months?"
Song Ling didn't say anything, but she was saying in her heart: No.
How could she not have that kind of charm? Shang Wufang's ex-girlfriends were all very powerful. How could she compare to them?
However, Shang Wufang actually wanted her to be his girlfriend, which was undoubtedly a blessing in disguise for her, as she had been secretly in love with him for many years.
But why? She felt a little sad.
She slapped Shang Wufang's hand away and stood up: "Boss Shang, although what happened that night made you unhappy, I don't want to be your girlfriend. You should find someone else."
Song Ling was about to leave, but Shang Wufang had already drunk quite a bit of wine, and with the alcohol getting to his head, he pulled Song Ling into his arms.
Song Ling sat on his lap and looked at him in panic: "Mr. Shang, let me go."
Shang Wufang curled his lips and smiled: "What if you don't let go?"
Song Ling: "Don't act crazy when you're drunk."
"I'm not drunk."
"Then let me go."
"Then you stay with me."
"don't want."
"Do you want it?"
“No… wuwu…”
Song Ling stared at Shang Wufang above her in amazement.
Shang Wufang kissed fiercely, then slowly became gentle.
A pair of peach blossom eyes looked at her, making Song Ling feel that he was gazing at her affectionately.
So, she involuntarily raised her hands to hook them around his neck and began to respond to him.
It ended with a long kiss.
Song Ling was a little dazed and didn't know where she was.
She opened her eyes and saw Shang Wufang looking at her with a smile.
She woke up instantly.
She stood up from Shang Wufang's arms in a panic, straightened her wrinkled clothes, and buttoned her bra.
Just when he was in a state of confusion and passion, Shang Wufang reached in and unbuttoned the buttons inside.
Shang Wufang put his hands behind his head, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at her lazily.
"Song Ling, do you like me?"
Song Ling paused and suddenly looked up at him.
Shang Wufang used such a condescending tone to point out her worries, which made her embarrassed and felt very sad.
The person who falls in love first is destined to be humble.
She was so humble in front of Shang Wufang at this moment.
Shang Wufang teased her lightly, and a look that was so affectionate that he could look at a dog made her lose her composure and fall in love with him.
She pretended to be calm and said, "Mr. Shang is wrong. I am not worthy."
After saying that, Song Ling hurriedly left the villa.
When Shang Wufang chased out, Song Ling had already started the car and left.
Song Ling was driving when she felt something blurring her eyes. She raised her hand and wiped it, and her hands were covered in water.
She actually cried!
She felt that she was being a little hypocritical.
At the beginning, she just wanted to watch Shang Wufang from afar.
That night, she wanted to have something happen with Shang Wufang as a memory.
Now Shang Wufang asked her to be with him, which was something she had never dared to think about, but she was not satisfied.
She was so confused that she even regretted not agreeing to Shang Wufang's request.
She has liked him for so many years, even if they are only together for three months, one month is still earned.
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