The green camphor tree has a deep view

Song Jingshen frowned slightly, and put a little force on the hands around her shoulders, but Wen Qing seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless.

"What do you mean?" The man's face became darker and darker. The drunkenness dissipated, revealing his usual coldness.

"Mr. Song, can you let me go back with her?" Xing Lu came over and said softly, "She just drank some wine, so she might feel a little uncomfortable."

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" Song Jingshen asked her, and also asked Wen Qing.

"Just rest for a while, no need to go to the hospital." Wen Qing's face was still pale, but her expression was much calmer.

She looked up at Song Jingshen, and the next second, she raised her hand and touched his collar: "Do you have a video conference tonight and are going back to the hotel?"

"What? You want to accompany me back to the hotel?" Song Jingshen raised his eyebrows slightly and held her fingers that were touching her collar.

Wen Qing froze slightly: "I'm afraid you'll delay my work..."

"Are you afraid of delaying me, or are you afraid of being misunderstood by others?" Song Jingshen stared at her without blinking.

Just now she was trembling with nervousness, eager to rush out, but now she was motionless, tripping him up and saying useless things. How could he not know her little thoughts?

She must have met someone she was familiar with, or someone she had some ties with.

He had met only a few people on the way from the private room to here. It would be very easy for him to find out who that person was, but now he just wanted to see her reaction and get all the information from her.

Now she has regained her composure, as if the trembling her just now has disappeared and the familiar person has never appeared.

Haha, in that case, he will check it himself, slowly.

Song Jingshen held her hand tightly and said in a deep voice: "Can we leave now?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips, nodded, and let him lead her hand and walk out the door. The man took big steps, and she had a hard time following him, so she didn't bother to look back.

Xing Lu fell behind the two of them, looking around suspiciously, and finally her eyes fell on the surveillance camera above the door. The image captured from this angle just covered the entire area that Wen Qing had just walked through.

"Ms. Xing, are you looking for something?" The manager came forward and said politely, "Our surveillance only covers the lobby, not the private rooms."

"Nothing is lost, but..." Xing Lu took a few steps into the hall, pointed at the surveillance camera at the door, and asked in a low voice, "Can you send me a video within five minutes? The price is negotiable."

"I need to ask my boss about the monitoring." The manager replied with a smile, "What other services do you need?"

"Is your boss here?" Xing Lu looked out the door, then turned back and asked anxiously, "When can you give me an answer?"

"He was here just now. I'll go ask for instructions." The manager said, "Miss Xing, can you wait here for a moment?"

"Oh, I can't wait any longer. Let me add you on WeChat." Xing Lu took out her mobile phone and hurriedly scanned the QR code presented by the manager. "I'll contact you later." After that, she ran out of the store and rushed towards the nearest elevator.

The manager was about to put his phone into his pocket when he heard his boss's question: "Is her last name Xing?"

"Ah, yes, Mr. Lin." The manager put down his phone and answered respectfully, "He came here an hour ago and brought two people to eat in the private room. As soon as he came out after eating, he asked for the surveillance video at the entrance of the store."

"Who is the man she brought?" Lin Qingyun asked.

"She called him Mr. Song. He must be a businessman." The manager said, "The girl next to Mr. Song seemed to be his girlfriend. Just now the girl seemed to be unwell, and Mr. Song even hugged her for a while."

"Oh, girlfriend." Lin Qingyuan said thoughtfully.

"Mr. Lin, should we give them the surveillance?" the manager brought up business.

"You've been doing this for so long, and you can't even handle this?" Lin Qingyuan glanced at the manager with a stern expression, "We also have to protect the privacy of other guests. How could we possibly send the surveillance footage to them?"

"But, Mr. Song, the boss that Miss Xing brought with her, seems to have a very powerful background." The manager looked nervous and hesitated when speaking. "What if we offend him..."

"No matter how powerful your background is, you still have to follow the rules." Lin Qingyuan sneered, "He may not be able to clear himself of any evidence."

The manager looked startled and immediately replied, "Got it, Mr. Lin, I'll reply to Miss Xing right away."

Lin Qingyuan nodded slightly, and waited until the manager walked away before slowly taking out his phone and sending a message to the familiar avatar:

"Are you ok?"

Green bubbles floated onto the screen, and the other party did not react at all.

Lin Qingyuan chuckled and looked at the portrait, lost in memories.

Just over a year ago, that girl was a tutor for his younger sister. She had long, straight black hair tied behind her head and the ends fell on her shoulders. Her clear eyes stared at the exercises on the table. Her slender fingers held a gel pen and moved across the paper. Her red lips opened and closed, and her voice was as soft as water as she explained the boring problem-solving techniques.

Just by taking a glance through the crack in the door, Lin Qingyuan remembered her.

He had heard of Wen Qing, the top scorer in science who graduated from a provincial key university. He didn't expect his father to act so quickly. As soon as the college entrance examination results were announced, he invited the top scorer to tutor his sister.

"The top scorer in previous years was always a boy, but this year it's a girl. I heard that she only tutors female students, so your father found No. 1 Middle School and contacted her. Look, she's been here for almost a week."

Mrs. Lin was just bringing a plate of fruit over. Seeing her son coming back, she was delighted: "How come you have time to come back today? Is your business not busy?"

"I can't be busy all the time. I have to accompany you all the time." Lin Qingyuan took another look at the girl in the room, turned and walked into the living room, lying on the sofa with his legs spread out. He waited until Mrs. Lin delivered the fruit to the study and came out again, then he sat up, picked up the tea set on the coffee table, and slowly made tea.

"Have you been dating a girl recently?" Mrs. Lin said straight to the point, "Time is really not going by. Yuanyuan is about to take the college entrance examination. When are you going to bring someone home to marry?"

Lin Qingyuan smiled faintly: "Soon."

"It's always going to be soon, and you're just fooling us!" Mrs. Lin sat down on the sofa angrily, squinting at her displeased son. "If you don't bring a girl home, I'll ask your father to leave all the family property to Yuanyuan, and you can go cry!"

"That's great, I can concentrate on running my restaurant." Lin Qingyuan laughed and placed a cup of brewed tea in front of Mrs. Lin. "I can help Yuanyuan check and find a reliable son-in-law to take over the Lin family."

"You!" Mrs. Lin was so angry that she didn't know what to say. "You already have a son, who would want to rely on a son-in-law? Business people always trust men with families more! Besides, you have to find a woman to marry. Why haven't you met a suitable one in all these years?"

"I've only been back in China for two years. I've been spending almost every day at the company learning things, and in the past year I've been working on my own things. How can I have so many opportunities to meet women?"

"Those are all excuses." Mrs. Lin took a sip of tea and concluded, "You don't focus on the real business. Did you go to the most high-end blind date event in North City a while ago?"

Lin Qingyuan smiled and said, "Next time I will let them hold a party in my restaurant, and I will be the first to choose the girl who comes for a blind date, is that okay, mother?"

"That's more like it," Mrs. Lin suppressed the corner of her lips that was raised, "Your father and I started from scratch, so we don't have high requirements for the girl's family background. As long as her family background is clean, her character is good, and her education is acceptable, you can choose anything else as you like."

"I understand." Lin Qingyuan nodded slightly and lowered his head to drink tea.

At this moment, footsteps were heard on the stairs. Yuanyuan came down with a tired look on her face, followed by the beautiful girl who was as clear as water.

"I'm so tired! Wuuwuwu..." Lin Qingyuan threw herself into Mrs. Lin's arms, looking frustrated and acting like a spoiled child, "Why do I have to take a math test? I can't learn it. I'm really going to die..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mrs. Lin pretended to pat her on the back and smiled dotingly, "Hold on for another year, and I'll send you abroad after you pass the exam. Choose a major that doesn't involve math, and come back to work after you finish your studies."

"I don't want to study, I want to go to work directly!" Lin Qingyuan pouted and complained, "Studying is useless. The monthly salary of those students from prestigious universities recruited by our company is not enough for me to eat a meal. What's the point of having such good grades?"

"Ahem..." Mrs. Lin glanced awkwardly at Wen Qing who was standing beside her, patted her daughter's shoulder, and said, "Forget about you not being good at studying. Don't say that studying is useless. Girls also look at academic qualifications when they go out for blind dates."

"Hmph, men only care about beauty. Who cares about academic qualifications? Right, brother?" Lin Qingyuan climbed up from her mother's arms and moved closer to her brother.

Lin Qingyuan did not answer her question. He just lowered his head and poured two cups of tea. He handed one to his sister, then looked up at Wen Qing and asked politely, "Teacher, would you like some tea?"