Chapter 272 Song Ling's Gossip
The subordinates didn't know why their boss looked so gloomy.
Thinking that they were reading gossip news during a meeting, the boss was unhappy and quickly put away his cell phones, and everyone fell silent.
Shang Wufang sat back in his seat with a gloomy face.
He was absent-minded and silent throughout the meeting.
A group of subordinates looked at each other, at a loss.
They were all talking until their mouths were dry, but the boss didn't say a word.
The atmosphere is terrible.
Finally, Shang Wufang stood up and left the meeting room, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong with Mr. Shang?"
"I don't know. He was fine when he came in. It seems his expression changed after seeing Sister Ling's news."
"Is he unhappy with us reading gossip, or is he unhappy with Sister Ling's scandal?"
"He must be dissatisfied with us reading gossip."
"Yes, Sister Ling's scandal won't have much impact. It can even increase Xie Zanrong's popularity. Look at the news, Xie Zanrong is mentioned at the end."
"It seems I have to be careful in meetings next time and not read anything irrelevant to the meeting."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
…
When Song Ling saw Yan Lixin on the plane, her brows furrowed.
Wasn't he leaving the next day?
Yan Lixin seemed to know what she was thinking and explained with a smile: "Things have been dealt with in advance. There is nothing to do here. Let's just go back."
Song Ling said calmly, "Is that so?"
She knew very well that Yan Lixin did it on purpose. Even if he wanted to go back, he didn't have to buy the same flight as her.
She made it very clear that Yan Lixin's actions bothered her.
But it’s hard to say what.
After all, the other party didn't do anything excessive.
…
She found her seat and sat down.
Yan Lixin was not sitting next to her originally. I don’t know how he talked to the person next to her, but the two of them changed seats and Yan Lixin sat next to her.
Song Ling felt uncomfortable and frowned.
Yan Lixin: "Song Ling, are you cold? I want to get you a blanket."
"No, thank you."
"Would you like anything to drink?"
"I don't drink."
"Song Ling, there's no need to reject me. Even if you don't consider me now, we are still friends and alumni."
Song Ling: "Senior Brother Yan, I have a boyfriend."
Yan Lixin's expression changed: "Is this the person you mentioned before?"
"Um."
"You agreed to be with him?"
"right."
"who is he?"
"I'm not in a position to tell you."
"Why? You didn't lie to me, did you? There's no such person at all, and you're just using this excuse to fool me."
"I'm not lying to you, I really have a boyfriend, and we've been together for several months."
"Then why won't you tell him who it is?"
Song Ling was a little unhappy.
Yan Lixin is a bit aggressive.
"Brother, this is my private matter, there is no need to tell you."
A trace of embarrassment appeared on Yan Lixin's face.
Song Ling closed her eyes and stopped talking.
…
Shang Wufang was sitting in the car when he saw Song Ling and Yan Lixin walking out of the airport.
He slammed the steering wheel hard, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.
Song Ling looked up and seemed to see Shang Wufang's car, but she only took a glance and was not sure if it was it.
"Song Ling, let me take you home."
Yan Lixin called a car over.
Song Ling declined: "No, we're not going the same way. I'll call another car."
At this moment, a taxi happened to stop in front of her, and Song Ling bent down and got in.
Yan Lixin's eyes were dim as he watched Song Ling's car drive away before getting in.
Song Ling took out her phone and sent a message to Shang Wufang: [I'm back, where are you?]
Shang Wufang picked up his phone, glanced at it, and threw it aside.
Song Ling didn't receive a reply from Shang Wufang and frowned slightly.
When I got home, the house was deserted.
She turned on the light, put down her luggage and took a hot bath.
Her body was immersed in the warm water, and she felt that all the pores on her body were opened. She felt so comfortable that she wanted to sleep.
After taking a shower, her cell phone rang. She thought it was Shang Wufang calling, so she walked over impatiently and picked up the phone.
When she saw that it was Xie Zanrong who hit her, the smile on her face instantly faded.
But she did plan to call Xie Zanrong to discuss the concert.
He called just in time.
They talked about work for a while.
At the end, Xie Zanrong suddenly said, "Sister Ling, do you have a new relationship?"
Song Ling was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
"You're on the news."
"What news?"
"Didn't you see it? I'll send it to you later. I thought you saw it."
After hanging up the phone, Xie Zanrong sent the news link to Song Ling.
Song Ling clicked it and saw that it was the scandal between her and Yan Lixin, and her brows furrowed.
These paparazzi really had nothing else to take pictures of, so they actually took pictures of her.
I don’t know if Shang Wufang has seen this news.
Her hair was still wet, so she went into the bathroom to blow dry it, did some skin care, cleaned the bathroom, and then went back to bed.
I looked at the time and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
She thought about it and decided to call Shang Wufang. The phone rang for a long time before it automatically hung up.
…
At the meeting the next morning, Song Ling met Shang Wufang.
He just glanced at her at first and then didn't look at her anymore.
Song Ling felt a little uncomfortable.
It felt like Shang Wufang was angry.
Is it because of that news?
So after the meeting, she went to Shang Wufang's office alone to find him.
Shang Wufang looked at her expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"
Song Ling: "Regarding that news story, I can explain. I ran into Senior Brother Yan by chance, and I didn't know he was staying in that hotel. The photo the reporter took doesn't reflect the truth. I twisted my ankle when I was getting out of the car, and Senior Brother Yan helped me up."
"Oh, it was just such a coincidence. You just happened to sprain your ankle, and he just happened to hug you. You just happened to be photographed by the reporters. You just happened to stay in the same hotel and take the same flight. I admire your fate."
Song Ling frowned: "You don't have to be so sarcastic. Anyway, we are innocent and have done nothing."
She is now certain that the car she saw at the airport gate yesterday belonged to Shang Wufang.
Shang Wufang had previously sent her a message asking when she would be back, and she had sent him her flight information.
I even pretended to be joking and asked him: [Are you coming to pick me up? ]
Shang Wufang: [Letting the boss pick you up? Wishful thinking!]
She was still a little lost at the time.
Shang Wufang glared at her: "Who knows whether you did it or not."
"Shang Wufang! Don't you trust me at all?"
"Song Ling, don't act so innocent. Don't you know what Yan Lixin feels for you?"
"I know, so what? I can't control other people's thoughts."
"Being with me, and with Yan Lixin chasing after you, don't you feel particularly superior? Your vanity is satisfied, right?"
"I don't!"
Song Ling felt very aggrieved and her eyes were red.
"Shang Wufang, can you please be reasonable?"
"Oh, now I'm being unreasonable. I'm really going to bite you back."
Song Ling felt that she couldn't have a good conversation with Shang Wufang right now. She took a deep breath and tried to control her emotions: "Let's talk later."
She turned, opened the door and went out.
Just as she closed the door, she heard the sound of something falling to the ground from inside.
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