The green camphor tree has a deep view

Wen Qing felt dizzy as she walked into the dormitory building. The physical exertion on the stage and the mental and physical torment just now made her very tired. She just wanted to curl up in bed and have a good sleep.

Just as I was about to climb onto the bed, I heard the phone ding dong, and a short line of words flashed on the screen, glowing dimly:

Was it my fault too?

It's him! Wen Qing opened WeChat and stared at the line of words in the "Song Jingshen" dialog box, feeling confused.

His profile picture is a lead-gray silhouette. If you look closely, you can see that the silhouette is him. It seems like someone took a picture of his profile and he used it as his profile picture.

Who took the photo of him?

There were women's sweatshirts and cosmetics in his car, and there was a woman standing next to him in the auditorium, and the two of them were in an intimate posture...

He should have a woman, and that person might be his girlfriend who is a good match for him. So why is he still flirting with her?

Wen Qing pursed her lower lips, and suddenly Qi Fan's urgent shout rang in her ears - Don't become your aunt!

That's right! The reason he provoked her was simply because he believed that she would cling to him, just like his aunt clung to his father...

But she didn't want to! She didn't want to do it one hundred thousand times.

If time could go back, she believed her aunt would not agree either.

Wen Qing sniffed, waited for the sour feeling to dissipate, took a deep breath, and pointed her fingertips directly at the lead-gray portrait without hesitation...

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"Oh my god!" In the Fuguang Bar, Song Jingshen stared at the red exclamation mark on his mobile phone screen and suddenly cursed.

"What's wrong?" Fang Ziming, who was curled up on the sofa, looked over and asked with a gossipy look on his face, "Who pissed you off? Why are you so angry?"

"She actually blocked me..." Song Jingshen's face was gloomy, and the veins on his forehead bulged. "She uses people to move forward and doesn't need them to move backward. She really can do that!"

"So what if she blocks you? Won't she still come to you next time to do something? Women will come back if you coax them, but you can't coax them too much..." Fang Ziming said naggingly.

"What are you trying to coax? You can't tell the difference between good smell and bad smell! I really helped her, but she was so stupid that she refused to obey. But when someone said a few nice words to her, she threw herself into my arms!"

Thinking of the scene where Wen Qing turned her head and buried herself in Qi Fan's arms, Song Jingshen was so angry that he was about to explode.

"She can't even tell the difference between good smell and bad smell, so why are you still trying to coax her?" Fang Ziming asked, and then acted as if he had suddenly realized something, "She's very beautiful, isn't she? You haven't slept with her yet, right?"

Song Jingshen turned away and said nothing.

"I told you!" Fang Ziming laughed, "Just believe me! Women like this, they think a lot before they sleep together, but once they sleep together, they don't care anymore. The girl you met this time is probably an expert who knows how to keep a man interested."

"Keeping people on suspense?" Song Jingshen thought carefully, but couldn't find any evidence. He looked at Fang Ziming with suspicion.

"Don't believe me? Then just leave her alone! Don't call her, don't send her messages, and when you meet, pretend you don't know her. Leave her alone for a week, and she will definitely come looking for you!"

"Really?" Song Jingshen was tempted. The project would be launched next week. He could see her often through the project and would never lack opportunities to test her.

"You'll know if you try it. Do you understand playing hard to get?"

"Stop showing off to me!" Song Jingshen said with a smile, "If it really works, I'll bring her to see you."

"What? Are you planning to make it public?" Fang Ziming said in surprise, "Aren't you afraid that Gu Jia will find out? She's still waiting to get married!"

"...I don't have any feelings for her." Song Jingshen said.

"Hey! You really are..." Fang Ziming stood up and walked to the door of the box, looked out, closed the door carefully, and turned around and walked back to the sofa.

"You are really confused!" He continued, "How many of us, including our parents, get married only when we have feelings for each other? This is our fate!"

"The man from the Song family marries the girl from the Gu family..." Song Jingshen muttered to himself, "Can't it be changed?"

"Change? How do you say we should change it? Over the years, the business connections of the two families have been intertwined. They have long been in a relationship of mutual prosperity. How can we separate them?" Fang Ziming said earnestly, "Besides, Gu Jia knows the big picture. She won't care about your troubles outside. But if it's a woman from a small family, she may not care!"

"Oh? You have a lot of experience with women from small families?" Song Jingshen suddenly became interested, "Tell me about it."

"I can't say I have any experience, but I have learned a lot." Fang Ziming said helplessly, "A few years ago, I liked a female teacher. At first, I didn't tell her my true identity. Later, she found out and wanted to break up but couldn't bear it. After a lot of trouble, she couldn't stand it anymore and left."

"Where did you go?" Song Jingshen asked.

"Go abroad." Fang Ziming blew out a string of smoke rings. "I'll pay for it."

"Do we have to send it away? Can't we just keep it with us?"

"She had an abortion and her body was injured..." Fang Ziming stared at the ceiling in a daze, "For about half a year, she was dying every day... So I let her go."

Song Jingshen was silent - this kind of "experience" was not what he wanted to hear.

"So, listen to my advice and get married to Gu Jia properly." Fang Ziming said, "Otherwise, when that woman is hurt to pieces, you won't feel good either..."

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Wednesday night. Electronics House.

Wen Qing hurried up to the third floor and found a young woman dressed in jewels standing at the door of the conference room.

"Who is she?" Wen Qing asked Zhu Yu who came to the meeting with her.

"Professor Gu's distant niece has been visiting Mr. Song every day recently." Before the project was launched, Zhu Yu had already gotten used to calling him "Mr. Song". "She must be his girlfriend. She follows him everywhere. Now she's in the meeting room again to check on him."

Wen Qing didn't say anything else, as her guess gradually overlapped with that of the woman in front of her.

"Are you Wen Qing?" the woman suddenly called her, "From the dance club?"

"It's me. You are..." Wen Qing stopped.

"I'm Gu Jia. Teacher Lin should have mentioned me to you."

"Oh! Are you the injured Senior Sister Gu Jia?" Wen Qing greeted politely, "Hello, Senior Sister."

Gu Jia nodded, looked her up and down, and asked, "Are you from the Department of Electronics?"

"Yeah. Freshman." Wen Qing answered politely.

"My boyfriend is also in the electronics department, in charge of the base station project. His last name is Song." Gu Jia said proudly, "You are all people working on the project, right? He said he had a meeting today, so I came to see him."

"Senior Sister Gu's boyfriend is so outstanding." Wen Qing complimented with a smile, "Senior Sister Gu is also very considerate. I wish you happiness!"

"Who is your boyfriend? Can you introduce him?" A deep male voice suddenly came from behind. Song Jingshen had stood at the door at some point, staring at Gu Jia with a gloomy face.

Gu Jia's face turned red and white, but she remained calm: "Who else could it be except you?"

"When did I become your boyfriend?" Song Jingshen was very annoyed. He had clearly told Gu Jia repeatedly not to disturb him during working hours, but Gu Jia refused to listen and wandered around the electronics department all day long.

What’s even more infuriating is that Wen Qing actually flattered him and wished him and Gu Jia happiness!

Song Jingshen's anger rose from his lower abdomen to the top of his head. He tried hard not to contact her or see her these days, but her figure and touch kept disturbing him.

At this moment, Wen Qing finally appeared in front of him. He really wanted to go up and hug her tightly, or even carry her back to Guangyu!

But he can't do anything.

Because she doesn't want to!