The green camphor tree has a deep view

"Master, Senior Sister, are you looking for me?" Wen Qing asked with forced calmness.

"Yeah, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why don't you come out? The elevator door is almost closed." Gu Jia curled her lips, with undisguised contempt on her face.

Wen Qing lowered her head and moved out of the elevator: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Actually, it's not me who wants to look for you. I was asked to do this by someone else." Gu Jia looked at Wen Qing from head to toe and said with a smile,

"Look at your outfit. It's not in vain that you slept with Brother Jingshen these days. I was wondering why he suddenly went to Zhao Jin's place for a dinner party last night. It turns out he was worried about you."

"...If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Wen Qing pursed her lips, her face a little pale.

She regretted running out without having breakfast. She was having a little hypoglycemia and didn't even have the energy to argue.

Of course, there was no need for her to have this quarrel, and she was not worthy of quarreling with others.

"Since I've come to see you, I must have something. Please come with me." Gu Jia waved at her, turned gracefully and walked out of the corridor.

Wen Qing hesitated for a while, but still followed.

What is coming will come sooner or later. It is better to close your eyes and take the knife. The sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn.

Following Gu Jia and turning a corner, I saw a red Land Rover parked at the intersection.

The car was parked on the side of the road without caring at all that it was blocking other people's way.

Wen Qing remembered that when she first met Song Jingshen, he parked his car in the same way.

It turns out that they all grew up with a silver spoon in their mouths. They never have the habit of reading other people's faces. Even their cars are parked in the same way.

Wen Qing curled her lips, opened the back door, and was about to get in the car when she suddenly heard her cell phone ringing.

"Hello? Hello." Wen Qing answered the phone and asked, "You are..."

"Ms. Wen, I'm Gu Nan. President Song asked me to wait for you downstairs. Why did you follow Gu Jia?" Gu Nan's anxious voice came from the microphone.

"Uh... She has something to ask me, and I can't just turn her down." Wen Qing got into the car and said softly, "I can't afford to offend Mr. Song, nor can I afford to offend Senior Sister Gu. Please understand."

"Oh, what's there for me to not understand? I'm just afraid that Mr. Song..."

"He's on a business trip and can't take care of me for the time being. Besides, I'm not related to him and have no obligation to report everything to him." Wen Qing said a few simple words, and when she saw Gu Jia sitting in the driver's seat with a gloomy face, she quickly said "goodbye" and hung up the phone.

"Who called you?" Gu Jia looked at her in the rearview mirror and asked coldly.

"A classmate." Wen Qing looked back at her and answered calmly.

Gu Jia curled her lips: "Beautiful girls are different. A male classmate called me early in the morning. I don't know how Jing Shen feels when he finds out."

"He won't care about this." Wen Qing looked out the window, "My relationship with him is not what you think."

"Oh? What am I thinking?" Gu Jia glanced at her, as if she saw something dirty, and immediately looked away.

"He and I... don't have any feelings for each other." Wen Qing put her reputation aside and carefully considered her words. "He liked me and asked me to sleep with him. I couldn't resist and could only obey. But this is not what I want. When he gets tired of me, I will leave. I will never drag my feet or take advantage of him."

"Oh, you are so noble." Gu Jia laughed contemptuously, "You were slept with by him for no reason, and you don't want anything? No one would believe you."

"Senior Sister Gu, I know you are engaged to Mr. Song. Please rest assured that I will never interfere with you. If necessary, I can temporarily leave Jiangcheng and avoid trouble, as long as it does not affect my studies."

"With Song Jingshen here, you won't have to worry about no one supporting you even if you don't go to this university." Gu Jia curled her lips and smiled, saying nonchalantly, "Unless you step on his bottom line and make him abandon you completely. But, are you willing to do that?"

"If I can really break up with him completely, I have nothing to be reluctant about." Wen Qing retracted her gaze, turned to look into Gu Jia's eyes in the rearview mirror, and said firmly.

"Really?" Gu Jia glanced at her, a little surprised, "Are you willing to part with such a big money sponsor like him?"

"He is not my financial backer. I have never asked for his money. I will return the things he gave me, and if I can't pay it back, I will pay him back at a discount." Wen Qing said sincerely.

Gu Jia waved her hand nonchalantly: "Don't act so noble in front of me. If you really want to break up with him, just go and talk to Uncle Song."

"Uncle Song?" Wen Qing was surprised. "Is it Song Weiming?"

"Yeah, who do you think it is?" Gu Jia sneered, "If Song Jingshen hadn't been on a business trip, Uncle Song wouldn't have dared to date you, for fear that he would look at you too closely and hurt their father-son relationship in vain."

"What does he want to see me for?" Wen Qing asked cautiously. She thought it was the elders of the Gu family who wanted to see her, and she was thinking about whether she should call Gu Huaiyuan and ask him to come and help.

Unexpectedly, it was Song Weiming who wanted to see her.

That would be fine, but why did Song Weiming want to see her and have to find her through Gu Jia?

Could it be that Gu Jia reported this matter to Song Weiming?

In a blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through Wen Qing's mind. Before she could come up with a reliable explanation, she heard Gu Jia say:

"What else can I do? Of course I'll negotiate terms with you."

"Negotiate terms? What terms?" Wen Qing looked at her and asked.

"Of course it's the condition for leaving Song Jingshen." Gu Jia glanced at her with disdain, "You can use your imagination and set a high price. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will regret it in the future."

Wen Qing quickly analyzed Gu Jia's words, and heard a glimmer of hope for relief, and her eyes suddenly showed expectation:

"Really? Are you really going to negotiate the conditions for leaving him?"

Gu Jia thought that her excitement came from her success in making money, and she looked down on her even more. She didn't even bother to maintain her politeness and said, "Yeah, think about it. If you miss this opportunity, you'll never get it again."

Wen Qing was immersed in the excitement of "finally getting rid of Song Jingshen" at the moment, and did not notice that Gu Jia was looking at her through the rearview mirror with a sinister look, as if looking at a prey that was unaware of its imminent death.

After a while, the red Land Rover drove into the courtyard of the Song family mansion. Gu Jia got out of the car, threw the keys in her hand to the housekeeper, and walked quickly into the house without even looking at Wen Qing getting out of the car.

Housekeeper Yu, who was about to park the car, opened the door and was stunned when he saw Wen Qing coming out of the car: "Miss Wen, why are you here?"

"Senior Sister Gu asked me to come." Wen Qing smiled at him and asked, "Uncle Yu, how have you been recently?"

"Okay, okay..." Butler Yu said absentmindedly, "Miss Wen, Mr. Song has been having a hard time recently, and this is really not the place for you to come. By the way, does Master Jingshen know that you are here?"

"He doesn't know." Wen Qing shook her head and said, "I have to handle my own affairs. It's useless even if he knows."

"How can it be useless?" Butler Yu was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. He lowered his voice and said, "Now Young Master Jingshen has the final say in everything, and the old master dare not go against him. With him here, at least he can protect you."

"Uncle Yu, Song Jingshen and I don't have that kind of relationship." Wen Qing defended.

"No relationship is important. What's important is that Master Jingshen likes you, and it's already known to everyone. The master chose to look for you when he was not in Jiangcheng, and he probably wants to cause trouble for you, so don't be careless."

"Yeah." Wen Qing responded. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the servant's voice behind her calling:

"Miss Wen, the master has been waiting for you for a while, please come in."