The green camphor tree has a deep view

For a moment, Wen Qing felt cold all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She opened her mouth but said nothing. A feeling of powerlessness already overwhelmed her heart.

She was so familiar with his eyes that in just a moment, she could understand what he was thinking at the moment.

Disgust, indifference, anger... and obvious possessiveness.

Wen Qing looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly smiled weakly, quickly looked away, and lowered her head to continue eating her ice cream.

She didn't want to say anything anymore, just let him be, she felt so tired.

A box of ice cream was quickly finished. Zhu Yu wiped his mouth and complained to Wen Qing: "You eat too fast. I didn't even take a few bites."

"Ah?" Wen Qing came back to her senses, immediately took out her phone and asked, "I'll order takeout for you, what flavor do you want?"

"Hey, forget it." Zhu Yu pouted and said, "I have a bad stomach and can't stand eating too much. Don't bother me."

As he was talking, he suddenly saw Wen Qing's phone and asked in surprise, "When did you change your phone? It's the latest model, it's not cheap, right?"

"The original one was a bit slow..." Wen Qing hid her phone in her bag and raised her hand to pick up the empty packaging box.

"Let me do it." Zhao Jin appeared at the right time, picked up the empty cardboard box quickly, and took away the garbage next to Wen Qing.

"Hey, Senior Brother Zhao is pretty good." Zhu Yu poked Wen Qing with a smile, glancing at Zhao Jin's back. "He's hardworking, careful, considerate, and treats you well. He also has education and real estate. He's worth considering."

"Don't match people up randomly." Jiang Xueming's clear voice came from the side, "Wen Qing is just a freshman, and there are still many possibilities in her studies and career. It's best for outsiders not to put pressure on her."

Zhu Yu looked back at him and felt that what he said made sense, but she was not convinced, so she pouted and said, "I just said it casually, I won't say it again. But I also want to remind you not to be so fatherly, and you should also avoid eavesdropping on our conversations as young people."

"My dad's smell? I was eavesdropping?" Jiang Xueming stared at Zhu Yu with wide eyes, an expression that he had no way of defending himself.

"Yes," Zhu Yu raised her slender neck and said half coquettishly and half naughtily, "This is how we girls talk about men. Who says you have to marry after considering it? I don't necessarily have to marry you."

Seeing Jiang Xueming's face getting darker and darker, Wen Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly said, "It's nothing to begin with, stop arguing."

Zhu Yu curled his lips, leaned towards Jiang Xueming, and said, "You heard it, it's nothing, don't believe everything you hear."

Jiang Xueming sighed helplessly: "I'm just kindly reminding you..."

"I understand." Wen Qing smiled and said, "Apart from Professor Gu, you and Senior Sister Zhu Yu have always been the ones who care about me the most. I understand your intentions and will consider it carefully and make a serious choice."

"In the face of absolute interests and absolute power, it is not wrong to choose to obey. Don't blame yourself too much." Jiang Xueming looked at Wen Qing and said with a hint of meaning, "Hold on, the road will become wider and wider."

"What are you talking about? It's weird." Zhu Yu looked confused.

And Wen Qing already understood.

She lowered her eyes slightly, holding back tears, and said softly: "Thank you, senior brother, I will persevere."

Jiang Xueming stopped talking, but Zhu Yu kept asking him questions. Wen Qing calmed herself down and drank hot milk in silence, thinking about how to deal with Song Jingshen after the dinner.

At this time, there was another knock on the door.

But the atmosphere in the living room was so lively that the sound of clinking glasses drowned out the knocking on the door.

Wen Qing was close to the door and heard someone knocking on it. She wanted to remind Zhao Jin, but Zhao Jin was so drunk from entertaining Song Jingshen that he was staggering and could hardly stand.

Looking at the others, except Song Jingshen who was calm, everyone else was drunk or passed out, and there were few who were sober.

"Knock knock knock..." The knocking on the door became more rapid.

"Wen Qing, please help see who is knocking on the door. Maybe we are too noisy and the neighbors downstairs are calling us." Zhao Jin said to Wen Qing across most of the table.

As soon as the words fell, there was another round of teasing and laughter. Song Jingshen's face also became visibly gloomy.

Wen Qing ignored them, stood up and walked towards the door.

It was getting late, and it would be inappropriate to offend the neighbors by making too much noise. Others could just leave after making a fuss, but Zhao Jin lived here.

When she reached the door, Wen Qing clicked on the screen of the electronic lock and found that the person who came was actually an acquaintance. Seeing this person, Wen Qing felt more at ease.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Wen Qing opened the door, welcomed the person in, and said politely, "Hello, Senior Sister Gu Jia, are you here to pick up Mr. Song?"

Gu Jia looked at the girl in front of her and felt uncomfortable for no reason.

Her outfit today was clearly a step up, no longer as shabby as before. Although she still had no accessories, her temperament had become more charming, and she looked different from before.

"You're here too?" Gu Jia asked coldly.

"Yes, the project team is having a dinner, and I came here with my senior sister." Wen Qing answered as she closed the door and led Gu Jia into the living room.

Seeing Gu Jia walk into the living room with an unhappy look on her face, everyone stopped and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

"Why are you here?" Song Jingshen asked from a distance, across most of the living room.

"I'm here to pick you up. How can you drive when you're drunk?" Gu Jia said calmly as she sat firmly in Wen Qing's seat.

"Gu Nan is gone?" Song Jingshen frowned slightly.

His home is in Guangyu, he can just walk back, does he need someone to pick him up?

Gu Jia was obviously taking advantage of the situation to announce their relationship to everyone.

"I asked him to go back." Gu Jia said calmly, "How long will you take?"

"Not necessarily." Song Jingshen shook the wine glass in his hand, motioning Zhao Jin to add more wine.

Zhao Jin looked at Gu Jia, laughed dryly and said, "Mr. Song, why don't we stop here today? It's getting late..."

"Let's drink another round. I have something to announce." Song Jingshen said calmly.

There was no other way, so Zhao Jin had to pour some more red wine into his glass.

Gu Jia glanced at the label on the wine bottle, smiled contemptuously, and said, "Depth of Field, your taste has declined. You can even drink this kind of wine?"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point. Zhao Jin's hand holding the bottle of wine was suspended in the air, and he was unable to continue the conversation for a while. His face turned red and white, and his expression was awkward and embarrassed.

Wen Qing couldn't bear it any longer, so she took the bottle from Zhao Jin, gently placed it on the table, took a deep breath, and said slowly:

"Senior Sister Gu, drinking is about mood and intention. There is a saying that goes, if you are in love, drinking water will satisfy you, let alone drinking wine. Don't you agree?"

"Oh? Love is enough to satisfy your hunger, I'm talking about you, right?" Gu Jia smiled and said sarcastically, "A two-bedroom apartment, plus a 30-year mortgage, he got you just like that, and he even lets you speak for him, right? Senior Brother Zhao is so lucky, having a house and a beautiful woman throwing herself at him, this beautiful woman is also very eloquent, helping to pay off the mortgage while saying she's enough to satisfy your hunger, she really has both the inside and the outside."

"No, don't misunderstand me." Zhao Jin said humbly, fearing that Gu Jia would vent her anger on Wen Qing. "It was my fault for not thinking carefully today and not preparing the right drinks. Blame me, blame me."

"Today's drinks are the limit of what our students can bear. There's nothing inappropriate about it." Wen Qing's eyes were red as she spoke word by word, "If you feel that it is not worthy of your status, you don't have to drink it."

"I didn't plan to drink," Gu Jia sneered angrily, "I only said one sentence, and you have so many sentences waiting for me. I don't usually see your ability."

"Okay." Song Jingshen drank the wine in his hand in one gulp and whispered to Gu Jia, "Get out. You have nothing to do here."

"You..." Gu Jia was so angry that she was speechless, "Do you think I wanted to come here? It's your father who insisted that I keep an eye on you..."

"Enough!" Song Jingshen put the wine glass heavily on the table with a bang, and the room suddenly fell silent.

"If you still want to stay at Gu's until tomorrow, you'd better disappear now."

Gu Jia didn't expect him to be so decisive. She stared at him for two seconds, pursed her lips tightly, and said fiercely, "Don't regret it!"

After saying that, she picked up her bag, pushed Wen Qing in front of her away, walked quickly to the entrance, pushed the door open and left.

"Bang!" The sound of a door slamming echoed throughout the corridor and in the living room. Everyone was speechless for a moment, and only silence remained.