"Are you scared too?" Song Jingyu pursed her lips, took a sip of hot coffee, and looked at him for a long time.

At this time, Zhou Yu was a little flustered, constantly wiping the sweat beads on his forehead, and his palms were constantly sweating.

After a while, he spoke vigilantly: "What do you want from me?" ”

"This accident."

"Let me be a scapegoat?"

Song Jingyu chuckled and leaned back in her chair, "There is no more suitable person than you at the moment." ”

"You make me think." Zhou Yu took the lead in getting up and going to check out.

At this time, Song Jingyu received a call from Song Wanan.

Half an hour later, she rushed home.

As soon as he entered the door, he bumped into Jiang Chongzhou, who had just come over.

"What are you going to do?" Song Jingyu looked at him with cold eyes, and her tone was obviously not good.

Jiang Chongzhou couldn't understand where Song Jingyu's hostility towards him came from, he seemed to have never done anything unfavorable to her, and in the face of Song Jingyu's indifference, he didn't know what he had done wrong.

"Yes...... Uncle Song asked me to come over. Jiang Chongzhou noticed her exhaustion, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in his heart, "Jingyu, you don't have to worry about that matter, I have found a solution that can be solved!" ”

Song Jingyu interrupted him impatiently, "I am in charge of the project, it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to bother to help me, I can't afford to repay your favor." ”

With that, she bypassed the entrance, completely ignoring the people in the living room, and walked straight to the staircase to raise her legs upstairs.

"Stop!"

It was Song Wanan who stopped her in time.

He hosted a banquet for all shareholders of the company today, thinking about helping Jiang Chongzhou to the position of general manager, and discussing the marriage with the Jiang family by the way, so as to make Song Jingyu break off the idea of staying in the company.

Song Wanan walked over, changed his previous seriousness, and brought Song Jingyu over with a smile, "You kid, no one in the family knows how to call people?" How old is this, and playing with children's tempers. ”

Song Jingyu smiled reluctantly.

She knew that Song Wanan was extremely vain, and in front of outsiders, she could never refute Song Wanan's face.

So even if I am reluctant in my heart, I have to accompany my father to perform this play.

Song Jingyu sat down in front of people and chatted enthusiastically with every elder present, although most of them looked like black-faced tigers in the company.

Jiang Chongzhou was taken aback, and when she came in again, she was still sitting next to Song Jingyu, she deliberately moved to the side, but her wrist was grabbed from behind.

"Give your dad a face." Jiang Chongzhou leaned over her and whispered close to her ear.

Song Jingyu didn't smile at the flesh, and clasped his palms with his nails, as if they were about to be embedded in the flesh.

"You let me go." She spoke, in a voice that was large enough for two people to hear.

Dealing with so many trivial matters every day, she feels that she is tired enough, and now that she is back at home, Song Wanan is difficult to forget for her, and even Jiang Chongzhou has to intervene in it to stir up and stir up.

If he doesn't let go, she won't be able to guarantee that she will be able to withstand her temper.

"Jiang Chongzhou, are you finished?"

Song Jingyu glanced at him, her eyes were full of disgust, she knew that this would make people uncomfortable.

Jiang Chongzhou endured the pain in his hand and let go of her hand without saying a word.

And this action happened to be seen by Jiang's father.

He immediately opened his mouth and teased: "Jingyu, this girl, fold this stinky boy to be obedient, and if I get married in the future, I don't have to worry about it, I will spend my old age in peace, right, Lao Song." ”

Song Wanan smiled when he heard this: "I agree to this!" This child is also rebellious, everyone who watched her grow up, everyone knows that she has been like a tomboy since she was a child, and now that Chongzhou takes care of her, my old man can rest assured. ”

The room burst into laughter.

For the first time, Song Jingyu felt that she was the only one who was out of place with this harmonious atmosphere.

She couldn't hold out a smile anymore and listened to them talk about things that didn't make sense.

In the end, it was Jiang Chongzhou who discovered her emotional abnormality for the first time, and said with a smile: "Uncle Song, Jingyu and I are not what you think, we are ordinary friends." ”

Father Jiang was not happy when he heard this, and immediately sank his face, "Stinky boy, do you dare to deny it?" ”

"No, Dad, I'm telling the truth......" Jiang Chongzhou was speechless, and with the ridicule of the elders around him, he couldn't insist on it anymore.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Song Wanan stood up and changed the topic: "Old people, it's hard to come here, come, let's go to the backyard, I'll ask the nanny to cook a few dishes, Jingyu, you go and help Sister Wu!" ”

Song Wanan patted her on the shoulder and motioned for her to help in the kitchen.

But how could Song Jingyu not know that Song Wanan wanted to support her, so as to bypass her and advocate for her marriage.

Deciding things for others is his consistent style of doing things.

Song Jingyu sat there with her waist straight as if she hadn't heard it, without saying a word, without the slightest sign of getting up.

Until Song Wanan came over again, seeing that she didn't listen, there was inexplicable anger in her tone, "You girl, go quickly!" ”

"Dad, you have to get married to this marriage, I won't marry Jiang Chongzhou." Song Jingyu opened her mouth and said abruptly.

Song Wanan's face was angry, and his voice raised a few degrees, "What did you say?" ”