Chapter 187: Song Jiemo's kindness shouldn't be taken advantage of
"Rites, dresses." Talking about the topic of Ji Weichuan's celebration banquet on the weekend made Song Jiemo more and more unnatural, her eyes drifted lightly on Wen Niannian beside her, and she saw that her face was as indifferent as water, and some words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't speak.
After coming back to her senses, she perfunctory to Uncle De, thinking about sending him away first, "I know Uncle De, I still have classes with Niannian, so I will leave first." ”
After speaking, she hurriedly pulled Wen Niannian and walked in the direction of the classroom.
While walking, Wen Niannian seemed to notice Song Jiemo's inexplicable loss of consciousness, and before she could ask more, Song Jiemo spoke up first.
"Niannian, in fact, there is one thing I don't know how to talk to you."
Song Jiemo is rarely like this, she has always been straightforward and fast-talking, what can make her hesitate so much must be something that makes her worry.
Wen Niannian stopped, smiled lightly at her, and tried her best to avoid any psychological burden, "You still have something to talk about with me?" Say it, don't dwell on it. ”
"That's right, Wei Chuan won a big project a few days ago, and there was a celebration banquet on the weekend, and he wanted to invite you to participate." Halfway through speaking, Song Jiemo took out a simple and clean invitation card from her black bag and handed it out.
"This is an invitation." It seemed that she was afraid that Wen Niannian would refuse, so Song Jiemo just took out the invitation card and stuffed it into Wen Niannian's hand, not giving her room to excuse herself.
Combined with Song Jiemo's distraction, how could she not understand, she knew the big and small things between herself and Ji Weichuan, according to common sense, she knew that it was impossible for her to go to the banquet, but she looked embarrassed like this, and it was clear that Ji Weichuan asked her to persuade herself to participate.
Wen Niannian carefully stared at the thin invitation card in her hand, and with the flow of air, she could faintly smell the elegant fragrance, but she was not interested in anything related to Ji Weichuan.
"Jiemo, why do you bother?" After a long time, Wen Niannian squeezed out these words in her mouth, and she looked at Song Jiemo's appearance that she knew that she would refuse, but she still did it, and her heart was sour.
Song Jiemo was stunned for a moment, she instantly realized the meaning of Wen Niannian's words, "Niannian, Wei Chuan has worked really hard for you, and he has paid a lot for signing this big list, just to prove to you that he is no worse than Yu Moqin." ”
"So you're willing to be used by him?"
"He's either using me, or handing over an invitation, he's too busy to come and learn......"
"Enough foam." Wen Niannian couldn't listen to this stupid girl's self-deception anymore, "Why are you so humble, he is just using the friendship between us to make me have to agree to go to the banquet, don't tell me that you can't see it." ”
The clear words pierced Song Jiemo's heart, a little stinging, in fact, judging from Ji Weichuan's attitude when she asked her to give the invitation to Wen Niannian at noon, she knew that she was the one who was being used, and self-deception was just to make her heart feel better.
Her hand on the side of her trouser leg was secretly clenched together, she understood the reason, but this stupidity did not follow the guidance of reason at all.
"Niannian, it's okay for you to come over, I also hope you come, otherwise I will be bored at the banquet alone."
Seeing that Song Jiemo was still shaking her initial firmness because of her humble request, she put away the invitation and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll take a look." ”
After saying that, she walked forward by herself, Song Jiemo thought about Wen Niannian straightforwardly piercing the tip of her nose just now, and there was a burst of sourness.
She stared at Wen Niannian's light back, and lowered her head with low self-esteem to hide the tears that had accumulated under her eyes, "What can I do, he loves you......"