Chapter 332 You are the best boyfriend in the universe
"Oh no," Shen Buyu realized he had misspoke, "that's not what I meant. Of course I don't want you to leave, but your meeting doesn't end for another two days, does it?"
“My part is over,” Si Jingxu said. “There’s only one banquet left, whether I go or not is irrelevant.”
"Oh, then you don't have to leave?" Shen Buyu asked with a look of surprise.
"No words." Si Jingxu stood still, looking down at her.
"Um?"
"First of all, I'm not angry. Secondly, can you please comfort me?" He really, really wanted to be comforted by his girlfriend.
Kissing, hugging, and lifting him up high are fine.
He doesn't ask for much; all he needs is to tug at his sleeve, act cute, and say a few compliments.
“Sure, of course,” Shen Buyu said, her eyes crinkling as she sweetly took his arm and gently swayed it. “Brother Jingxu, you are the best and most qualified boyfriend in the world. You rushed back as soon as you heard I was in trouble. If I had to take a plane for more than ten hours, I would fall apart.”
It was originally meant to coax Si Jingxu.
But as he spoke, Shen Buyu realized that this was not something to be praised, but merely a narrative.
Si Jingxu is a very, very good boyfriend.
"How good am I?" Si Jingxu couldn't help but smile as he smelled the faint peach scent on her.
"You're the best boyfriend in the universe!" Shen Buyu declared solemnly, "The kind who'd win an award at the end of the year!"
My worries about her bad mood and my exhaustion from working almost non-stop completely vanished at this moment.
He is the best boyfriend in the world.
Si Jingxu was full of energy.
Song Jingyi's discharge procedures went smoothly.
When she arrived at Shen Yanzhou's courtyard, Shen Buyu remembered that she and her brother's clothes were all at their maternal grandmother's house.
But I don't want to go back to get it.
"You guys stay here, I'm going shopping with your dad to buy you some clothes." After lunch, Lan Xinyan pulled Shen Zhiye out the door.
Shortly after they set off, Shen Yanzhou, Shen Yunqi, Acheng and his group arrived.
"Shen Buyu, come here and let me take a look," Shen Yunqi shouted as he entered the room, "Do you have any cuts or abrasions?"
"Brother!" Shen Buyu was very happy to see Shen Yunqi and skipped over. "I'm fine, not a scratch."
"Yanzhou, Aunt Lan and Uncle Shen aren't here. Tell me." Si Jingxu was very curious about the mentality of the person who was so eager to die.
"Buyu, do you remember the woman in Beijing who had your eye on the same dress?" Shen Yanzhou didn't intend to hide it from his sister; she was quite resilient these days.
"I remember, I ran into her a couple of days ago, and she tried to take my clothes again," Shen Buyu said, then paused, "Her?! She pushed me?"
Just because of a piece of clothing?
“It wasn’t her,” Acheng said impatiently. “The boss broke her hand, and she held a grudge. She spent 500,000 to hire someone to kill her. The man who pushed you that day was the one she hired.”
Shen Buyu understood.
"Where is she?" Si Jingxu's eyes deepened. "I remember in the story, that woman had a brother?"
“Meng Jin’an,” Shen Buyu felt a headache coming on when she mentioned this, “His grandmother was my maternal grandmother’s best friend. My brother and I even ran into him when we went to visit my maternal grandmother.”
“Little Fish,” Song Jingyi, who had been silent for a long time, looked at her and smiled gently, “You don’t need to worry about the rest. Don’t feel embarrassed. I’ll take care of it.”
“And me,” Acheng leaned closer and whispered a spoiler, “the one who pushed you off the cliff is dead.”
"Oh, okay," she said. "Then I won't interfere anymore. You guys can discuss it slowly. Mu Zi and I are going to feed the fish."
The men all had similar ways of doing things.
Solve the problem at its root.
That woman certainly deserved to die, but her family, those who spoiled her into this state, also need to be punished.
At this point, a slight disagreement arose.
Everyone wanted to handle this matter and give Chen Buyu a voice.
However, there are too few people to be dealt with; there aren't enough to go around.
Finally, Shen Yanzhou stepped forward to uphold justice: Let each rely on their own abilities.
"Where is that woman now?" Si Jingxu took a peach-flavored lollipop and put it in his mouth.
He's trying to quit smoking. When he feels like smoking, he eats some peach-flavored snacks, and he's really controlling himself quite well.
“Ze Ming is looking,” Chen Mo said. “That woman is hiding, but she will be gone soon.”
Speak of the devil and he appears.
Led by the butler, Ze Ming walked into the garden. "Brother Yi, the person has been taken away by President Song."
Song Jingyi frowned slightly. "What's going on?"
"Chen Mo and I went to deal with that man. Old Song's men found Su Mo before we did. I was a step too late."
"What are you trying to do?" Shen Yunqi took a sip of tea. "You didn't care about the child when he was young, but now that he's grown up, you're showing up to curry favor?"
"Yunqi, don't talk like that," Shen Yanzhou reminded his younger brother.
At least Song Jingyi is still sitting here.
“It’s alright, Yanzhou. Yunqi is right,” Song Jingyi said with a slight smirk. “Song Shuchen is just that kind of person.”
The outskirts of Suzhou are also an undeveloped, wild mountain area.
It was higher and more turbulent than the place where Chen Buyu and the others had gone before.
At the mountaintop, Song Shuchen stood on the edge of the cliff, smoking a cigar, watching the setting sun.
A woman was kneeling behind him.
Blindfolded, hands tied, trembling like a leaf.
Her mouth was stuffed with a rag, and tears mixed with black eyeliner slid down her cheeks as she made muffled noises, which was extremely comical.
A-Dong stood behind her, staring intently.
Song Shuchen slowly exhaled, "It was you who hired someone to kill my daughter."
Su Mo shook her head; she was filled with regret.
She regretted it as soon as she approached the so-called hitman.
With 500,000, she could buy many beautiful clothes and several handbags.
But she chose to hire someone to kill him.
A voice inside her wanted to refuse, but then her cousin called and told her not to complain to her aunt anymore.
At that moment, her desire for revenge was rekindled.
Now, she regrets it so much.
"Ah Dong, let her speak."
Ah Dong pulled out the tattered cloth and threw it on the ground.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I won't do it again, please give me a chance, please, I have money, my cousin has money, I can give you as much as you want, please let me go."
She couldn't see, so she could only beg for mercy loudly, shouting and kowtowing at the same time.
Song Shuchen sneered, "Opportunity? When you pushed my daughter off the cliff, did you give her any opportunity? I'm a very fair person. You pushed my daughter, so I'll push you back."
Su Mo continued to cry and beg for mercy.
"Ah Dong, clean it up." Song Shuchen puffed on his cigar and turned to leave indifferently.
He took out his phone and frowned; Qingzhi hadn't contacted him all day.
Call the person who was following her.
“Brother Chen, Madam went to the cemetery to visit her parents in the early morning, and then returned to Beijing. She is at the cemetery now, and there is a picture of a little girl on her tombstone.”
Song Shuchen's heart sank.
She did remember everything.
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