"Does it matter if you like it or not?" He Jianchen asked lightly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If she doesn't like me, what will we do in the future? Won't we be able to fight each other at home every day?" Song Ge subconsciously said what was in his heart, and he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

Song Gezhi, are you stupid? What are you doing at this time?

"At home, looks like you can't wait to go to my house. He Jianchen didn't have any unusual emotions on the surface, but he was happy in his heart.

What does a woman's future plan unconsciously bring you in? Isn't it that she cares about you?

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened.

"He Jianchen, do you like me?" Song Gezhi asked directly, she didn't like to keep things in her heart, especially emotional issues.

He Jianchen was stunned, he didn't expect her to ask like this. He was about to answer, but a voice in his heart stopped him.

Now is not the time, and you must not speak first until you are sure of her intentions.

He opened his mouth, but the words in his heart were not spoken.

Song Gezhi looked at him with a hopeful face, and his clear eyes were full of expectations. I really want to get the answer, but I don't know how the two of them should continue to get along after the answer comes out.

It should be said generously: Miss Ben pinched her fingers, the aged ice coffin will not have too good peach blossom luck, so I will reluctantly accept your big ice cube for Tianxingdao.

It should still be Xiaoyi people who say: Then let's be together.

She kept thinking about what was going to happen in her head, but she couldn't hear his response for a long time.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to his destination, Song Gezhi was inexplicably irritable. Right or wrong, He Jianchen didn't give a word of approval, which was really uncomfortable.

But she has already opened her mouth once, is it difficult to ask again? She has her own pride, and she must not bow her head again.

After arriving at the villa, Song Gezhi was the first to get out of the car, and just as he was about to continue to ask He Jianchen, his mobile phone rang, and Han Yang's name appeared on the mobile phone screen.

Song Gezhi picked up his mobile phone, and after reporting his safety, he exchanged a few words of greeting with Han Yang, with a relaxed expression on his face, which fell on He Jianchen's eyes with extra sarcasm.

After making the call, Song Gezhi looked back and saw his uncertain face, and his heart chuckled.

Did you just mess with this ice cube face again? Is it because you answer the phone?

She wanted to explain, He Jianchen coldly threw down a sentence and drove away, completely ignoring her who stood in place and lost her soul.

Song Gezhi dragged his tired body back to the room, and fell down hard against the soft bed, the words he left behind kept lingering in his mind, and the tears in the corners of his eyes rolled down unconsciously, along the curve of her face, grinding into the soft forehead bed.

Are you worthy?

It was just three words, but it was like an extremely sharp knife, stabbing it into her heart.

The relationship that had just sprouted and had not had time to grow was suddenly drowned in blood and had no vitality.

He was the one who said the promise, gave her the illusion that she cared, made her deer ramble, and in the end solved everything with such a simple three words. She underestimated the traitor, the traitor is still a traitor, and she will never think about others.

Good, good. She will definitely be deceived by this man's appearance and words next time, and she will remember these three words firmly.

Three days later, the president's office of Hopson International.

He Jianchen wore a white shirt with the cuffs unbuttoned, sparing a few laps to reveal the wrist of the men's watch in a limited edition.

Song Cheng was dressed in blue casual clothes, leaning back on the rest sofa in the office, and in front of him was the dragon well that had just been soaked before the rain. There is a faint smell of tea wafting through the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Jianchen, haven't you been busy with work lately? Look at you, you don't have the energy you used to have. Song Cheng took a sip of the tea in front of him, and said, "Young people don't just care about making money, but also take good care of themselves. ”

"Hmm. He Jianchen picked up the delicate pen and signed his name on the document in his hand, and only responded politely to Song Cheng.

"You...... Has Xiaoge caused you trouble recently?" Seeing this, Song Cheng's face was a little embarrassed, and he changed the topic and asked.

"She's good, made movies and endorses. When it premieres, you and your family will be invited to watch it together. He Jianchen glanced at the desk calendar in front of the table, and circled it with a red pen was the day of the movie's premiere.

Song Gezhi has not appeared in the company for the past few days, and Vivian has called her on sick leave, and she doesn't know what is going on.

How did He Jianchen know that Song Gezhi fell asleep directly on the bed that night, the window was open, and the cool breeze was blowing. In exchange, the result was a severe cold the next day, with a lot of snot and tears, which looked not much different from the situation of a child getting sick.

"In the case of the premiere, let's put it on hold for the time being. You know, the relationship between Xiaoge and Xiaoshu is not very harmonious, and I am afraid that such an important day will leave Xiaoge with regrets. Song Cheng shook his head and refused.

"Okay. He Jianchen didn't ask much, the information from Chu Tianmo showed that Song Gezhi really didn't like Song Shuzhi very much, although they had a very good relationship when they were young, but they were inexplicably not harmonious when they grew up, and there must be something that happened in this story that only they knew.

"I don't want to disturb your work, it's just that the situation is special, and I have to leave this old face behind. Song Cheng sighed, the gray hair on his temples was a sign of the ruthlessness of the years, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes reminded the person in front of him that he was already a father who was over half a hundred years old.

"Uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it. He Jianchen put down the pen, folded his hands, and his deep eyes were a shrewd and clear understanding of everything.

"My company has some problems and needs cash flow urgently. I know Hopson's rule that I will never lend money to anyone, so I just want to pay in advance. Song Cheng swallowed a mouthful of water, feeling a little apprehensive.

If Han Yang hadn't told him everything about the recent events last night, he wouldn't have known that the relationship between Song Gezhi and He Jianchen had developed so rapidly. It was really right to let her sign a contract with Hopson International at the beginning, He Jianchen would definitely not die without help.

"Reward?" He Jianchen repeated lightly.

"It's Xiaoge's remuneration for filming and endorsement. Song Cheng thought for a while, and then said: "I know that Xiaoge has been very busy with work recently, and a lot of remuneration has not been settled, I hope you can give it to me directly." ”

"I'm afraid it won't work. He Jianchen frowned, and said in a magnetic voice with a little helplessness: "The company clearly stipulates that all remuneration will be directly given to the artist, and no one else can be handled. ”

"I'm her father. Song Cheng frowned, his tone was a little tougher, and his slightly old face was obviously displeased.

I have never heard of a father taking his daughter's money, and he still needs his daughter's consent, he has raised Song Gezhi for so many years, what is that remuneration?