The green camphor tree has a deep view

Xing Lu glanced at Song Jingshen and quickly forced a smile: "Today's guests must be treated by me, no one can compete with me! Let's have barbecue, okay, Mr. Song."

"Okay." Song Jingshen responded calmly, the coldness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his gaze turned to the roadside store: "Go to a store with fewer people, don't make too much noise."

"No problem!" Xing Lu let go of Wen Qing's hand and said attentively, "There's a Japanese barbecue restaurant up ahead. There are few people and the meat is good. I'll go over and book a private room. You and Qing'er walk slowly. Don't worry. I'll send the room number to your phone later."

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. It's the critical moment to spend money to show loyalty, and Xing Lu must not let down the chain!

Xing Lu trotted away and disappeared around the corner ahead. Her Ferragamo high heels did not affect her smooth steps at all.

Wen Qing stared at her departing back, feeling confused for a moment. How did it become Xing Lu's treat?

"What are you looking at?" Song Jingshen looked over coldly.

Wen Qing came back to her senses and lowered her head to avoid his sight: "Nothing, just a little unexpected."

"What's so surprising?" Song Jingshen stared at the top of her head and said calmly, "It's just a meal. It doesn't matter who you eat with."

"Hmm." Wen Qing lowered her head, as if thinking about something, but her feet did not move.

"Why don't you leave? Wait for me to hug you?" Song Jingshen looked surprised and reached out to hold her waist.

"Don't do that." Wen Qing hurriedly dodged, her voice trembling with fear, "There are too many people here."

"Aren't they all like this?" Song Jingshen raised his chin towards the couples around him, "Why can't I do this?"

"This place is not far from my home, there may be someone who knows me." Wen Qing frowned worriedly and said softly, "You go ahead and I'll follow you, okay?"

She knew his temper. If she couldn't coax him, he would force himself on her, and she would be the one who suffered.

Song Jingshen stared at her eyebrows for a long time, finally withdrew his hands from her waist, turned around and walked away.

Wen Qing lowered her head and followed behind him, keeping two steps apart, catching up at a neither fast nor slow pace.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two people were like strangers who happened to have the same destination, except that one had an unhappy look and the other was a little timid, which did not fit in with the relaxed and lively atmosphere around them.

After a while, the two walked into a barbecue restaurant one after the other. As soon as they entered the store, they saw Xing Lu waving at them at the door of the private room.

"Mr. Song, Qing'er, come this way." Xing Lu greeted them with a smile, and turned to walk into the private room as if she didn't notice their awkwardness.

Song Jingshen walked to the door of the private room, stopped, looked back at Wen Qing who was one or two steps behind him and leaned towards him obediently, and his expression couldn't help but relax a little.

After she walked to stand beside him, he raised his hand to push the door open, and put his other hand around her waist as if familiar with the place.

"You go in first and discuss the order with Xing Lu. I'll go pick out a bottle of wine," he said to her.

Wen Qing nodded gently and sat obediently on the inside of the table, reserving a seat next to him. She only breathed a sigh of relief when he turned around and left the private room.

"You two are so familiar with each other, but you are still so nervous when you are with him." Xing Lu stared at the menu and said casually.

"Am I very familiar with him? I don't think so." Wen Qing looked at the baking tray on the table and smiled helplessly, "I would rather have never known him."

"Have you said these words to him?" Xing Lu handed her the menu and looked at her with his chin on his hand. "How did he react?"

"Angry, with a gloomy face, as if I had done something extremely immoral." Wen Qing sighed slightly and raised her hand to block Xing Lu's hand that handed over the menu. "Just take care of it. I'm not picky about food."

"She's pretty, easy-going, not greedy for money, smart and educated. Which man wouldn't like her?" Xing Lu smiled, took the menu, called the waiter over, ordered a few dishes in person, and asked for no chili or garlic before letting the waiter go.

"Mr. Song probably doesn't want to touch any strong-smelling condiments tonight." Xing Lu winked at Wen Qing and said with a smile, "Did he say where he's going after dinner?"

"No." Wen Qing blushed and shook her head, "He should go back to the hotel. His schedule is quite tight."

As they were talking, the door of the private room was pushed open and Song Jingshen walked in carrying a bottle of red wine.

"Wagyu?" he asked.

Wen Qing didn't know how to answer and looked at Xing Lu for help.

"I've ordered. Wagyu beef and red wine. It's perfect." Xing Lu stood up, took the red wine, and said with a smile, "I'll go to the front desk to find someone to open the wine. You guys chat." After that, she picked up her phone and walked out.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment when she saw her smooth movements, and sighed inaudibly. Then she realized that the man next to her was approaching her.

"Are you hot?" Song Jingshen raised his hand and brushed her flushed cheek, then touched her forehead, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm not feeling uncomfortable. I'm fine." Wen Qing sat obediently and said softly.

"Are you not afraid now?" Song Jingshen's eyes softened and his gaze fixed on her.

"No one here knows me, so I'm not afraid. But I may not know about going out." Wen Qing explained carefully, "You know, I've lived here since I was a child, from kindergarten, elementary school to junior high school and high school. My classmates, teachers, parents of classmates, and my parents' colleagues at every stage all knew me. Most of them still live in the north city, and many of them have retired. It's time to wander around and enjoy life. You never know when you'll bump into them."

She lowered her head slightly and said sincerely, "I don't want to be seen by them. It's not that I have any opinion of you, but I just don't want to cause misunderstanding."

"What's the misunderstanding?" Song Jingshen's voice was low, revealing a hint of displeasure.

Wen Qing took a deep breath and said softly, "You are an investor here, you are rich and famous, you are considered a semi-public figure. If people misunderstand me as your girlfriend, it will not be good for you and Miss Gu, right?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Song Jingshen looked at her firmly, his expression casual, "I like you, and I never thought of hiding it."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, trying not to vent her resentment: "But you have to consider Miss Gu. What if she finds out..."

"Do you think she doesn't know?" Song Jingshen curled his lips and smiled coldly, "She has already complained to Song Weiming, how could she have thought about your life or death? You are considering her. Since you are so kind, why don't you consider me, and instead work with Song Weiming to plot against me?"

"I...I didn't..." Wen Qing felt a chill down her spine. She sat up straighter and even breathed carefully. "You misunderstood. Mr. Song didn't come to me because Miss Gu complained."

"Then why did he look for you?" Song Jingshen sneered, "Does he like you too?"

"You...what did you say?" Wen Qing didn't expect him to be so outspoken. She was shocked and angry, and her words were incoherent for a moment. "No matter what, he is still my uncle-in-law. How could he have such thoughts about me?"

"Haha, uncle-in-law. You call me that in a very affectionate way." Song Jingshen approached her, lifted her chin with his hand, and coldly observed the panic on her face with great interest.

"No... He is not my uncle-in-law," Wen Qing held his hands with both hands and refused, "But he is Jing Huai's father, my elder, he can't..."

"When he supported Zhou Wen, she was your age. Do you think Song Weiming is a good man?" Song Jingshen said coldly, "I know you want to get rid of me, but you have to see clearly what kind of people they are. Don't be so smart and fall into their trap before you think about who can save you."