The green camphor tree has a deep view

Song Weizi had already left. The Qi family father and son awkwardly agreed for a while and then followed him.

Old Mrs. Song was tired and wanted to go back to the East House to rest. Before leaving, she carefully instructed the two young people: "Miss Wen, please wait for a moment. Your aunt will come to talk to you later. Depth of Field, please send Miss Wen back to school. In the future, as long as the time is convenient, drive her to see me."

Wen Qing obediently said "OK", and followed her aunt to help Old Lady Song out. When they were sent to the door, Old Lady Song stroked Wen Qing's hand again and said with a smile: "My Jing Shen is good in everything, but he has a knot in his heart that he can't solve over the years, which has made his temper bad. Miss Wen, please bear with him and don't argue with him."

"No, Brother Jingshen is fine." Wen Qing responded in a hollow voice, feeling a chill in her heart when she was addressed as "brother".

Returning to the restaurant, Wen Qing saw Song Jingshen standing under the crystal chandelier with his back to her, looking a little bleak.

She walked to the table silently, and just as she was about to sit down, she heard Song Jingshen ask, "Wait for you to go back, is the dormitory still open?"

"The dormitory manager left the door open for us." Wen Qing replied.

"You're leaving the door open after 10 o'clock?" Song Jingshen turned to look at her. "Does the school have any rules for students who don't come home at night?"

"How should I know? I've never stayed out all night." Wen Qing said unhappily, and looked up at the clock on the wall of the restaurant.

It's almost nine o'clock.

Wen Qing looked at the restaurant door, hoping that her aunt would show up soon.

"It doesn't matter if you go back late," Song Jingshen said, "Don't you have a room in the Electronics Building?"

"That's a study room, how can you..."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this was not a bad idea. There were people doing experiments in the Electronic Building all night long, and the door would not be locked. But... sleeping in the study room was a bit weird.

"You've used that room to make money as a tutor, so why not?" Song Jingshen curled his lips and added with disdain, "It's not like Gu Huaiyuan can't afford the rent."

"What rent?" Wen Qing asked in surprise, "Does the department charge rent?"

Song Jingshen laughed: "What doesn't cost money? Why, Miss Wen has enjoyed so many free things that she has forgotten common sense?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment as if she had been slapped in the face. F University waived tuition and miscellaneous fees, but living expenses still had to be paid by herself, and her grandmother had almost no income. In addition to supporting herself, her tutoring fees could also be sent back to her hometown to make her grandmother's life easier.

Being a tutor to support herself was her confidence and dignity, but she never expected that this little dignity was also given by others! And she was given alms without knowing it, and even asked this arrogant man to tell her in person...

Wen Qing pursed her lips, feeling mixed emotions. She was grateful for Professor Gu's care but also felt guilty, but the man in front of her was watching the show leisurely!

"Tomorrow...tomorrow I'm going to see Professor Gu. I don't want that study room anymore." Wen Qing said softly.

"No more?" Song Jingshen raised his eyebrows, looking surprised. "Then where are you going to teach Qi Fan? In his bedroom?"

Wen Qing suddenly raised her head and glared at him, but unfortunately her eyes were misty and her momentum was greatly reduced.

"Don't worry about where we're going," she said stiffly.

At worst, she could just rent a house! She had been planning to bring her grandma over, and had long thought about renting a house, but her savings were not sufficient.

Song Jingshen ignored her.

He walked slowly to the door and looked out. The corridor was empty. The servants had cleared the banquet and rushed to the east residence to serve, leaving only a silent light here.

He suddenly felt a little lonely, and turned back to look at the girl in the room. Perhaps because she had been sitting for too long, her shoulders were slightly slumped, and the sweater on her body looked bigger. Her two long legs like white jade were bent, and the curves were very attractive.

It’s a pity that several marks appeared on the calf at some point, some blue and some purple, as if they were about to bleed.

Song Jingshen remembered clearly that there were no such marks when she was dancing. They must have been caused by the corners of the box when she was walking with the box in her hand.

She is really a porcelain doll. The man smiled faintly, his thoughts revolving around her.

He pretends to be good and weak when nothing happens, but becomes sharp-tongued when something happens. If he really offends someone, he will be afraid.

interesting.

Song Jingshen curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and for no reason he wanted to test her - was the inside of the porcelain doll equally fragile?

At this moment, crisp footsteps were heard in the corridor. He turned around and saw a figure walking towards him gracefully.

After a while, Zhou Wen stood in front of him, like a graceful orchid.

"I'm here to find Qing'er." She said softly, with an impeccable smile on her face.

Song Jingshen nodded and stepped aside to let the person in.

Inside the door, Wen Qing stood up suddenly, her eyes red, her chest heaving, she shouted "Auntie" and then choked, unable to utter any more words.

He looked aggrieved, as if he had just been bullied.

Song Jingshen suddenly had a ridiculous thought - what would happen if she was really bullied?

"What's wrong? Why are you so sad..." Zhou Wen looked at Wen Qing in confusion, then looked at Song Jingshen.

Song Jingshen touched his nose, coughed lightly, turned his gaze, and walked out the door.

After he walked away, Zhou Wen pulled Wen Qing to sit down and said gently, "Don't feel sad for me. Coming to this point is much better than I thought."

"But they are so rude to you! Don't they care about Jing Long? By the way, where is Jing Long? Doesn't he live here?"

"I went with his father. I heard that Jing Shen was coming, and Mr. Song didn't want to show up, so he stayed in the old house."

"Old house?"

"Yes, it's the ancestral home of the Song family. It's more than an hour's drive north from here. After Gu Huaian died that year, Jing Shen and his sister Jing Huai went abroad, and Mr. Song moved to the ancestral home. In the past two years, even the company's affairs have been handed over to his subordinates. I don't think he will be willing to come back easily."

"What about you?" Wen Qing felt a little sympathetic towards her aunt.

"Me?" Zhou Wen smiled, tears welling up in her eyes. "For Jing Long, I have to hold on. Fortunately, the old lady likes me and is willing to let me take care of the affairs of the mansion. As for the others... they come from wealthy families, so some of them may have arrogant tempers."

Wen Qing didn't know what to say. She just felt something was wrong but couldn't figure out the reason.

Zhou Wen held her hand and said, "It's late, let's make it short. I came to you just to remind you: don't offend Song Jingshen."

"Why?" Wen Qing wondered.

Zhou Wen sighed softly: "The family business is not prosperous! Except for Jing Shen, everyone else is just living off the land. Looking at Jing Shen's momentum in recent years, it is only a matter of time before he takes over the Song Group. I don't expect him to do anything to me, I just hope he doesn't hate Jing Long and leave Jing Long a way to live..."

"Jing Long is his younger brother, it's impossible..."

"Jing Shen is hard-hearted! He hasn't had any contact with his father since he went abroad. He firmly believes that Gu Huaian's death is related to me and Mr. Song." Zhou Wen shook her head helplessly, "I really can't imagine what will happen to Jing Long and me once he takes over the family business alone..."

"Where is Mr. Song?" Wen Qing asked, "Did he just let Song Jingshen do whatever he wanted?"

"By then, I'm afraid he won't be able to protect himself..." Zhou Wen was worried.

"So, you asked Song Jingshen to take care of me?" Wen Qing understood a little. Old Mrs. Song also told her to be more tolerant of Song Jingshen. Maybe they hoped that she, an outsider, could become a variable to repair the relationship?

But... Wen Qing smiled bitterly. Is it necessary to repair the relationship with someone who doesn't know what the dignity of others is?

"Jing Shen has been looking at you tonight, as if he admires you very much." Zhou Wen said slowly, "If he has a good impression of you, wouldn't it be great? Maybe, he can also do something to me and Jing Long..."

"His affection for me is only for entertainment." Wen Qing said calmly, "He looks down on us. But I don't care if he looks up to me."