Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 96 Some words, you lose if you are serious

Song Qingcheng was blowing his hair when the door was pushed open.

Seeing Lu Xishan, she turned off the hair dryer and smiled on her pale face: “Uncle is back?”

Lu Xishan looked at her like Qingshui Lotus. His anxiety was relieved. He dragged the chair and let Song Qingcheng sit on the edge of the bed. After a little thought, he said, “Uncle already knows what happened yesterday. ”

Song Qingcheng didn’t interrupt, waiting for Lu Xishan to continue.

After a moment of silence, Lu Xishan asked: “Are you pregnant, was it a reporter invented or—”

“it is true.”

Song Qingcheng smiled faintly: “Uncle should believe me if he doesn’t believe the reporter.”

Lu Xishan opened his mouth and didn’t say anything. The door of the room was pushed open. Ge Wenjuan had already entered. Seeing Song Qingcheng’s long hair, he sneered coldly: “Believe you? You run the train with your mouth full, what else is there? Can you believe it? Why, I think Yu Tingchuan really takes you seriously if you make a noise at the annual meeting of Hengyuan Group?”

Song Qingcheng only looked at Lu Xishan: “Uncle thinks so too?”

Lu Xishan remembered the check that Song Qingcheng had brought last time. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the trolley box in the corner. The closet door was wide open, but there were no clothes hanging in it.

Noting Lu Xishan’s sight, Song Qingcheng took the initiative to explain: “I will move to City Star tomorrow. I will arrange things first at night.”

Ge Wenjuan sneered: “The more you make up, the more decent. Lu Xishan, if you sent her to the Drama Academy, maybe your niece is now a big star.”

Lu Xishan looked at Song Qingcheng, “Isn’t Mr. Yu unhappy about the trouble yesterday?”

“No.” Song Qingcheng smiled, ignoring Ge Wenjuan’s sneer expression, and said to Lu Xishan: “Uncle told me that day, I will ask him tomorrow to see when I can take the time to meet.”

Lu Xishan locked his eyes on Song Qingcheng’s eyes, as if he was judging the credibility of this statement. About two or three minutes in the past, he nodded: “Then you can arrange it, uncle can do it anytime.”

Ge Wenjuan smirked: “Lu Xishan, if you trust her again, just wait for the bank to close the factory!”

When the words fell, he slammed the door out.

In the room, only two people, uncle and nephew remained.

Lu Xishan looked at Song Qingcheng’s stomach, his eyes were rare and gentle: “Have you ever been checked, what did the doctor say.”

“Very good,” Song Qingcheng put his hands on her lower abdomen: “The baby is very healthy.”

“Since you have children, don’t stay up late and rest early.”

After speaking, Lu Xishan stood up, ready to leave.

“Uncle.” Song Qingcheng called him.

Lu Xishan turned back.

“Yu Tingchuan doesn’t know about the things I used to be in Yurao. He talked to me about marriage today. I’m afraid that if he knows about it, maybe…”

Lu Xishan understood what she meant, and his brows loosened: “Don’t worry, few Nancheng know about it. I’ve already managed Yu Rao a few years ago.”

Song Qingcheng smiled in relief: “Uncle said so, I feel relieved.”

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Lu Xishan returned to the master bedroom. Ge Wenjuan was picking pearl earrings in front of the dressing table, glanced at her husband, and smiled sarcastically: “Did you give you some ecstasy soup again?”

“…” Lu Xishan didn’t answer, but just sat down on the bed with his hands on his legs.

“Also, Xuan Xuan told me after eating at the Ge’s house just now that the apartment she and Shen Zhi now live in is not big enough, and they plan to buy a villa in the newly opened Shui Shang Yi Garden on the third ring road. Xuan Xuan means, The wedding house was bought by the Shen family, and our family will have to pay the down payment this time.”

Shen Jia is a scholarly family, and he is quite prestigious in Nancheng. Shen Zhi’s parents are also university professors.

Lu Xishan frowned, “How can I still have money to buy a house like this at home?”

“Snapped!”

Ge Wenjuan retakes the earrings on the table: “If you don’t have money to buy a house for your daughter, you have money for the immortal!”

Lu Xishan got a temper: “This is two different things.”

“Your niece is not climbing on Yu Tingchuan, let Yu Tingchuan pay her grandmother for medical expenses!” Ge Wenjuan sneered: “Before, when she was able to climb Gu Jia Xiaokai, she would be beaten and swollen in the end. This time she had a big belly. So what, this kind, I don’t know if it’s from Yu Tingchuan.”

Lu Xishan said, “Why do you spoil the child like this!”

“I’m not up to date, don’t let people say?” Ge Wenjuan continued to sneer: “With her, if you want to be able to marry into the Yu family, I will take my head off and play for her!”

“Don’t think I don’t know. You told Mrs. Gu that Qingcheng had been in jail in Yurao before.”

Hearing this, Ge Wenjuan’s face became extremely bad.

But immediately, she chuckles, trying to conceal her guilty conscience: “Joke, I’m fine to tell people what to do.”

“Regardless of whether it has been before,” Lu Xishan said in a hard-line tone, “but you are not allowed to mention it again in the future, unless you really want our family to continue like this. Especially at this time, nothing can happen!”

Ge Wenjuan was extremely angry, but could not refute this sentence.

…

Song Qingcheng woke up early the next day.

I didn’t know if it was due to the dull weather or because of pregnancy, I slept unsteadily all night.

When she came downstairs with the box, Lu Xishan was having breakfast with Ge Wenjuan.

Lu Xishan was about to greet the nanny and do it sooner. Song Qingcheng stopped him first and smiled lightly: “Don’t bother me, I’ve already made an appointment with someone.”

She didn’t say exactly who it was, but it was enough to make people think about it.

Lu Xishan asked, “Do you want Uncle to send you?”

“No.” Song Qingcheng said, “I called before coming down, so I should be able to pick me up soon.”

Lu Xishan nodded, but still helped Song Qingcheng to lift the trolley case down the steps of the villa. Before Song Qingcheng was about to leave, he opened his mouth again: “Qingcheng, in a few days your cousin’s cousin Ge is going to get married, I don’t know. Can Mr. Yu get the time?”

“Does Uncle want him to go there?” Song Qingcheng asked.

Lu Xishan did not deny it.

This should be the result of discussions between Lu Xishan and Ge Wenjuan and his wife.

I would like to use this to test if she has really been admitted to him by Yu Tingchuan.

Song Qingcheng nodded: “I will ask him, and then I will contact my uncle.”

“Okay.” Lu Xishan’s expression eased, and he raised his hand and pressed it on Song Qingcheng’s shoulder, with some expectations: “The uncle is waiting for your answer.”

…

After coming out of the Lu family, Song Qingcheng called Shen Che and asked him to wait for himself at the gate of the community.

“There are not many things, or I should drive the car in.” Shen Che said from the other end.

Song Qingcheng took the box and walked out: “There is only one trolley box, so it’s not heavy to drag.”

When the words fell, she suddenly stopped.

Shen Che noticed her strangeness: “What’s the matter?”

“It’s okay.” Song Qingcheng’s tone was calm, but the hand holding the lever subconsciously clenched: “I’ll go over immediately and hang up first.”

Putting away the phone, she looked back to the side of the road ahead.

Shen Zhi leaned on a white car with a cigarette between his fingers. He lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about something. There were already several cigarette butts beside the camel leather shoes.

In her memory, Shen Zhi doesn’t smoke.

However, it is just memory.

Shen Zhi suddenly raised his head, and looked over with awareness.

His eyes touched, Song Qingcheng didn’t move.

Shen Zhi stepped on the cigarette butt, and then walked towards her, the everlasting striped shirt, a handsome twenty-eight-year-old young man with a gentle temperament, as if he had not changed in these years, like a refreshing wind in a summer morning.

It’s just that now, she can’t make a ripple in her heart.

Shen Zhi slowly stood in front of her.

Song Qingcheng looked back at his mature eyebrows and greeted him first: “What a coincidence?”

“Unfortunately.” Shen Zhi stared at her plain face. After a while, he said, “I’m waiting for you.”

Are you waiting for her?

When Song Qingcheng heard these words, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

In fact, she really looked down and smiled.

Shen Zhi took a step forward, and the two of them were closer together. He lowered his head and put his hands on Song Qingcheng’s shoulders. His tone was also very gentle: “Don’t laugh if you don’t want to laugh. This look doesn’t suit you.”

“So what does it look like for me?” Song Qingcheng didn’t open his eyes and smiled softly: “I don’t even know about it myself.”

Shen Zhi didn’t speak, but looked at her quietly for a long time.

Song Qingcheng wore a shirt dress today, with long hair draped smoothly, making her face small, her complexion is not good, her pink lips are not bloody, her skin is almost transparent in the sun, her thin body is thin and slender. As if a light breeze could blow her away, her waist was not as rosy and plump as a pregnant woman should have.

The hand holding her shoulder slowly tightened, and Shen Zhi moved his Adam’s apple: “What is written in the newspaper, is it true?”

“Yes.” Song Qingcheng felt helpless: “It’s really good not to go out, bad things spread for thousands of miles.”

As she said, she avoided Shen Zhi’s hands without a trace, and then reached her ears with her hair, and smiled at Shen Zhi: “I have something to do, so I won’t tell you here.”

Shen Zhi asked, “Did you have a bad life in the Lu family these past few years?”

Song Qingcheng smiled: “Okay, haven’t you seen all of them?”

“…”

“I just chose the same path as you.” Song Qingcheng looked calm, without any resentment or anger, and looked at Shen Zhi with his black and white eyes: “Now, I can understand your feelings at that time. It’s really poor. It’s the most terrible thing, really, Brother Shen, I really don’t blame you anymore.”

“Whether it’s entering that place for you or watching you marry someone else, it’s no wonder.”

After Song Qingcheng said this sentence, he smiled slightly: “I want to marry now, should you bless me?”

“With Yu Tingchuan?” Shen Zhi asked.

“That’s right.” Song Qingcheng touched his stomach: “You can’t let your child be born into a black household.”

Shen Zhi listened, but did not answer.

At this time, a golf stopped not far away.

Shen Che pushed the car door down and saw Shen Zhi standing next to Song Qingcheng. He didn’t know whether to advance or retreat. One was his cousin and the other was a good friend.

Back then, he also knew Song Qingcheng because of Shen Zhi.

Song Qingcheng took the initiative to come over: “Did you wait a long time, I just met Brother Shen, so I was delayed.”

“It’s okay.” Shen Che glanced at Shen Zhi again: “Would you like to go now?”

Song Qingcheng nodded: “Let’s go.”

Shen Che took Song Qingcheng’s trolley case and said hello to Shen Zhi: “Cousin, let’s go first.”

“Drive carefully on the road.”

Shen Zhi’s complexion was calm, but he looked at the golf ball again.

Song Qingcheng was already in the car.

Shen Che didn’t delay any more, picked up the box and put it in the trunk, then opened the driving door and got on the car.

The engine started and the golf drove away quickly.

Shen Che drove the car and couldn’t help but look at the mirror. Sure enough, Shen Zhi was still standing there, motionless, as if looking at this side all the time.

He retracted his gaze and went to see Song Qingcheng next to him.

She was admiring the green shade outside, and the expression on her face was surprisingly indifferent.

“My cousin also lived here last night?” Shen Che asked suddenly.

Song Qingcheng turned his head back and leaned back in his seat leisurely: “No, I should have come in the morning.”

“What did he say to you?”

“It’s nothing, just talk about the old.”

Shen Che glanced at her again: “How did my cousin know that you are back to Lu’s house?”

Song Qingcheng pursed his lips and smiled: “It’s not a secret, there are always well-informed people around him.”

Listening to her casual tone, Shen Che became more worried: “Is it all right?”

“What can you do.”

Shen Che asked: “How is your sleep recently. Since you are pregnant, don’t touch those medicines again.”

“It stopped a long time ago.” Song Qingcheng said.

Seeing her carelessly, Shen Che suddenly remembered the scene when the two met for the first time. Song Qingcheng was held by Shen Zhi and hid behind her cousin a little shyly. When she was introduced by Shen Zhi, she showed a shallow smile, her cheeks Liwo Wanwan, a ghostly messenger, he suddenly asked, “Are you scared at that time?”

When the reaction came over, it was too late to shut up.

“What?” Song Qingcheng looked at him with confusion in his eyes.

But immediately, she understood it by herself.

Some things have always been the forbidden area of ​​the topic, and they are always avoided by each other intentionally or unintentionally.

Song Qingcheng smiled faintly: “I thought you would never ask in this life.”

Shen Che whispered: “I just mentioned it casually, not wanting to say it’s okay.”

“What can’t be said, those prisoners in the reform-through-labor camp still give lectures in various places all day long.”

Shen Che heard her speak so lightly, even more uncomfortable in his heart.

“When I first entered, I was often afraid of not falling asleep.” Song Qingcheng said quietly, “Maybe it was because I saw too many Hong Kong movies in the past, and I always felt that it must be a heinous person who was locked in there. Later, a prison guard looked at me. At a young age, she would chat with me occasionally. She also asked me who the young guy who came to see me was. She also asked me to reform and fight for a reduction in sentence, so that the guy shouldn’t be waiting for me.”

“…” Shen Che clenched the steering wheel tightly.

Song Qingcheng had a calm expression on her face. After speaking, she smiled again: “I didn’t know the prison guard’s words until after I came out. In fact, I was comforting and comforting people. If you take it seriously, you will lose. .”

At this time, the car quickly passed a certain intersection.

Song Qingcheng’s eyes were sharp, and he immediately said, “Don’t run the red light. I am pregnant with a dragon seed now. If something happens, it will be a dead body and two lives.”

Seeing that Shen Che had not spoken, she touched her abdomen again and said, “You don’t have to worry about me. It’s fine now.”

“Who wants to worry about you, you refuse to listen to me.” Shen Che snorted.

Song Qingcheng listened and smiled lightly.

…

Shen Che didn’t send Song Qingcheng to City Star, but obeyed the instructions and drove the car to a rental agency.

Seeing how familiar Song Qingcheng and the intermediary boss were, he was not surprised. When Song Qingcheng came over with a bunch of keys, Shen Che couldn’t help asking, “You know this boss?”

“I rented a house in her place a few days ago, and I can move in today.”

After getting in the car, Song Qingcheng looked down at the rental contract again.

Shen Che said as he drove, “Aren’t you going to move to City Star?”

“After thinking about it, I still don’t think it works.” Song Qingcheng turned his head: “Which bride have you seen who packs herself up to the man’s house before marriage?”

Shen Che suddenly didn’t want to talk to her anymore.

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The house Song Qingcheng rented is in the Imperial Capital Garden, which is a high-end community like City Star.

Three rooms and one hall, cleaned up very clean, you can move in with a bag.

Shen Che sent the people and checked the power lines of the apartment, including the restroom facilities, and left after making sure that there was no problem.

Standing in the 120-square-meter apartment, Song Qingcheng felt that his vision was broad, but he was also a little disappointed.

Go back to the master bedroom, open the trolley box, and put things in different categories.

After all this, I still feel that something is missing.

Song Qingcheng sat by the bed, reached out his hand to take the small square bag, and took out the phone from the inside.

Unlock the screen, no SMS call.

She opened the address book, turned to the bottom, and stopped on Yu Tingchuan’s name. It was about ten minutes before she made a call.

The phone rang for a long time before connecting.

“Hello?” In the receiver, there was a soft female voice: “Who? Why don’t you speak?”

Almost without even thinking about it, Song Qingcheng hung up the phone first.

She sat alone by the bed for a while, then walked to the closet, chose a skirt, and took the bag and walked out of the bedroom after she changed it.

…

At eleven o’clock in the morning, Song Qingcheng appeared downstairs in Hengyuan Group.

She dialed Xu Dong’s number.

Xu Dong answered the phone quickly. He had an impression of the little girl who was bitten by the border shepherd dog. Coupled with the trouble at the annual meeting, he naturally knew the relationship between Song Qingcheng and Yu Tingchuan, but suddenly he received a call from the other party. Surprised.

“Is President Yu in the company now?” Song Qingcheng asked politely.

“Yes, in a meeting.”

Song Qingcheng heard the movement of the chair retreating, and Xu Dong’s voice came again: “It should be a long time. If there is an emergency, you can transfer to the conference room line.”

“No need to transfer.” Song Qingcheng said, “Assistant Xu, please come downstairs and pick me up.”

In less than five minutes, Xu Dong walked out of the elevator quickly.

Song Qingcheng stood by the gate passage, holding a heat preservation box in both hands: “You probably haven’t eaten yet?”

“No, I won’t leave work until twelve.”

Hearing the answer, Song Qingcheng smiled.

…

Two or three minutes later, the elevator reached the 17th floor, and Song Qingcheng followed Xu Dong out.

Xu Dong said: “Ms. Song, President Yu is still in a meeting, why don’t you wait in the reception room first.”

Song Qingcheng looked around and saw a lot of employees walking around in a hurry. Few people looked at her. After looking back, she asked Xu Dong, “Where is Yu Tingchuan for the meeting?”

Xu Dong was taken aback, then pointed to the conference room not far in front.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Song Qingcheng had already walked over.

The conference room is all-glass structure, because the blinds are not pulled, the situation inside can be seen at a glance.

Song Qingcheng stopped by the floor-to-ceiling glass window and saw Yu Tingchuan standing in front of the conference table. This conference seemed to be presided over by him. His long body leaned forward slightly, his hands pressed on the edge of the table, and his smoky gray shirt outlined the man The tall and sturdy silhouette, the Adam’s apple moves lightly while speaking, the shirt sleeves are rolled up at random, and a precious steel watch is worn on his left wrist.

As if receptive, Yu Tingchuan glanced outside.