The green camphor tree has a deep view

Gu Jia took a deep breath, tried to calm down her emotions, and then raised her head again: "Brother Jingshen feels it is inconvenient, then forget it. I will go by myself."

She was very considerate and gentle to him, but he didn't feel anything. Wen Qing always had a cold face and spoke harshly, but he always thought about her - thinking about her made his whole body hot, like a pot of boiling water, the surging heat urgently needed a valve to release the air.

Song Jingshen glanced at the stage again. The dance was over, and the girls left the stage like butterflies. Wen Qing could no longer be seen for a while.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Gu Jia asked curiously, following his gaze towards the stage with a look of suspicion on her face.

"Wait until they disperse before leaving." Song Jingshen pointed at the audience who were dispersing behind him.

Indeed, this dance was the biggest highlight of the entire show. The audience, who had just been whistling, clapping and screaming, now walked back listlessly like deflated balls.

"So what if the girl is pretty? Aren't we just here to enjoy the sight?" said a man who was moving slowly with the crowd. He looked like someone from outside the school.

"It's good enough to enjoy the sight, what else do you want?" Another man consoled, "Pretty girls are not meant for people like us, they might already have boyfriends."

"The one in the middle doesn't look like that..." The man smacked his cheek and said with a wicked smile, "Didn't you see that her expression is different from the others? She can't let go at all."

"She's a shy girl, not like what you think."

"If you don't believe me, then forget it. Once I get her, you will... Ouch!" The man cried out in pain and suddenly bent down.

"Who? Who did this?" Another man looked around, trying to find the guy who plotted against his companion and settle the score with him.

The attack was really ruthless! The force and angle showed that it was the work of a skilled fighter. Fortunately, the part that was hit was not a vital part, otherwise it would have been a complete disfigurement.

"Forget it... forget it..." The man who was beaten squatted on the ground, sweat beads as big as beans on his head, "It's just my bad luck."

His companion was unwilling to give up and continued to look on tiptoe, but now people were crowded together, like stagnant water thawed in spring, flowing slowly along the aisle towards the auditorium door. It was pitch black everywhere, so how could he find the figure of the perpetrator?

At the edge of the crowd, Song Jingshen stood up and stretched his back. Then he heard Gu Jia beside him ask worriedly, "Have you tied your shoelaces? You've been squatting for a long time and haven't gotten up. I was worried that you would be squeezed down by them."

"It doesn't matter." Song Jingshen smiled, looking in a good mood, "Why don't you go back?"

"I'll wait for my uncle." Seeing that he was in a good mood, Gu Jia asked carefully, "My uncle said you've been very busy recently, is that right?"

"Well, the project will start next week, so we'll be busy for a while." Watching the crowd gradually go away, Song Jingshen's thoughts drifted outside the auditorium again - Wen Qing should have gone out through the side door, where would she go? Back to the dormitory, or to the study room to be a tutor?

"I will graduate next year, and my uncle asked me, when will we..." Gu Jia's voice became smaller and smaller, and she lowered her head, but her eyelids slightly lifted to peek at his face, "I heard from my uncle that you are living alone in Guangyu's apartment now, and you are often too busy to eat... Do you want me to take care of you?"

"You really don't care about my shitty things?" Song Jingshen smiled, his face showing no emotion. "You are still young, are you really determined to accept this relationship?"

"Uncle Song said that you are very ambitious and not the kind of person who messes around..." Gu Jia blushed and continued, "Even if you really have something, I don't care - as long as you are sincere to me."

"How would Song Weiming know if I'm messing around or not? He's the worm in my stomach." Song Jingshen smiled contemptuously and continued, "If I really have something, I'm afraid it's not your turn to not care, but that person's turn to not care."

"I don't believe it!" Gu Jia looked at him with resentment on her face, "After so many years, if you really have a girlfriend, how could you hide it? Even if you wanted to hide it, how could a woman who hooked up with you be willing to hide? She would have spread the news a long time ago."

After hearing what she said, Song Jingshen became depressed for no reason. That's right, other women were too eager for him to catch up, but that girl was so good that she kept saying she didn't want to!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gu Jia softened her voice: "Brother Jingshen, do you look down on me? But I like you, always have."

Gu Jia looked at his handsome face and mustered up the courage to continue, "My father said that the marriage between the Song family man and the Gu family woman is not only a good story passed down from our ancestors, but also the foundation of the alliance between the two families. Uncle Song's business has not been going well in recent years, and my father has been helping him out, but he is inevitably restrained by those shareholders. If we get married as scheduled, then..."

"I don't know about the Song family, but I also want to thank Uncle Gu for sticking with them." Song Jingshen interrupted her, his face as calm as water, and no emotion could be seen. "I heard that the Gu family is not doing well now, and it's rare that they can help."

Gu Jia's face turned red and white. Having said that, she had run out of ideas, but he was as slippery as a loach and refused to take any action.

"When we go to the old house on the weekend, I'll treat Uncle Gu to a drink." Song Jingshen suddenly spoke, which instantly perked up Gu Jia.

"Really?" He was finally going to bring the marriage to the table!

"Of course, the project that Jingshen Technology is about to launch involves infrastructure, and Uncle Gu's support and suggestions are indispensable." Song Jingshen raised his wrist to look at his watch, with a slightly anxious look on his face.

Although Gu Jia was a little disappointed, he had something to ask of her father, so she at least had a handle on him! As long as she could get rid of the woman next to him in time, would she still be afraid that he would not stay with her?

Thinking of this, Gu Jia said considerately: "I will tell my father when I get home and ask him to help you. It's getting late, if you have something to do, go and do it. I'll wait for my uncle at the door of the auditorium."

Song Jingshen nodded and said "hmm", then watched her get up and walk out of her seat, brushing past his shoulder and moving carefully towards the aisle.

He reached out and gently supported her arm, saying, "Your foot isn't fully healed yet, be careful."

"Yeah. I've learned my lesson. I won't go to your house to tease the swans anymore." Gu Jia smiled, the jewels on her hands, which were leaning on the crutches, sparkled, matching the jewels on her ears and neck.

Even if she came to the campus to watch a performance temporarily, she would put a lot of effort into dressing up - maintaining the demeanor of a lady at all times is an important task for the daughter of the Gu family.

Song Jingshen watched her walk towards the door of the auditorium with great grace and shook his head helplessly - wouldn't it be good to be a daughter of a wealthy family in peace? Why did she have to get involved in the muddy waters of the Song family...

He didn't think about it any more, and seeing that she was walking steadily, he turned and ran towards the side door. At this moment, Gu Jia, who was staggering halfway, suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at his hurriedly leaving back with a gloomy face.

"Help me find someone." Gu Jia dialed a number on her phone and said coldly, "A young woman who just appeared next to him recently."

The person on the other end of the phone said something, but was interrupted by Gu Jia's sharp voice: "I only saw a figure from a distance, where did you get the information?"

Gu Jia's face was so gloomy that it looked like water was about to drip out: "Find her. Check all the women around him. I don't believe we can't find her!"