The green camphor tree has a deep view

Seeing Wen Qing walking in a hurry, Gu Huaiyuan called her, "There's still half an hour left. Walk slowly. You'll still make it." He pulled her to his side and said, "Why are you walking in front of me? Do you think I don't know the road?"

Wen Qing looked back, slowed down her pace, and whispered to Gu Huaiyuan, "He's catching up."

Gu Huaiyuan was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was talking about Song Jingshen. He was a little surprised by her nervousness: "Are you so afraid of him?"

Wen Qing took a breath, shook her head, nodded quickly, and muttered, "I just... don't want to see him."

Gu Huaiyuan's face darkened when he heard that. He put his arm around her shoulders, pulled her closer to him, and said, "If you don't want to see me, then don't see me."

Wen Qing looked at him gratefully, and followed him obediently, wishing she could disappear from Song Jingshen's sight.

Today was grandma's first day in Jiangcheng, and she must not let her know about the dirty relationship between her and Song Jingshen. Because of the matter between her aunt and Song Weiming, grandma already had a strong aversion to the Song family, and now Song Jingshen came... Wen Qing didn't dare to think whether grandma would get sick from anger.

Thinking of this, she felt more and more that Song Jingshen was like a plague god, and yet she could meet him everywhere!

Jiangcheng High-speed Railway Station is very large, and the waiting hall is crowded with people waiting for the train and seeing off others. People come and go. Gu Huaiyuan is tall and strong, and walks steadily. He protects Wen Qing tightly. The two chat from time to time. They look close, relaxed and calm, like a pair of close friends who have known each other for a long time.

Song Jingshen, who was following behind, saw the two people's situation clearly, and his eyes became colder and colder. He wanted to pull Wen Qing over to ask her clearly whether she really followed Gu Huaiyuan, but he knew that now was not the right time. He couldn't have her openly, so he could only let her hide from him.

Walking to the service counter at the entrance, Wen Qing asked Gu Huaiyuan for his ID card, handed it to the staff together with her own ID card, reported the train number, and waited to receive the pass to enter the station to pick up someone.

At this moment, she saw Song Jingshen coming over from the corner of her eye, and she couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

"Sorry, one shift." Song Jingshen glanced at her, took out his ID card from his jacket pocket and handed it to the service desk, saying, "Don't you know that there is a pick-up service for the elderly here? Or did you specially call Gu Huaiyuan to leave a good impression on your grandma?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips, said nothing, took the two passes, then turned and walked towards Gu Huaiyuan who was waiting behind her.

"Don't try to hide from me." Song Jingshen's voice came from behind his head, clear and audible, "I always find a way to get what I want, whether it's fighting openly or secretly."

Wen Qing paused, then walked forward. She could only hear her heart pounding, but she didn't dare to look back.

Gu Huaiyuan saw her coming over, his face turned pale, and seeing Song Jingshen standing at the service desk with a strong attitude, he roughly understood what was going on, and said in a gentle voice: "Ignore him, he can't do anything to you."

Wen Qing hummed softly, returned Gu Huaiyuan's ID card to him, put her own ID away, and walked with Gu Huaiyuan to the waiting hall indicated on the voucher.

Soon after entering the waiting room, the train arrived at the station, and the two followed the crowd to the platform. After leaving the waiting room, seeing the crowd gathering in front of them, Gu Huaiyuan subconsciously protected Wen Qing, but his arm was suddenly blocked by someone.

"Wen Qing?" He looked down, but didn't see anyone.

His eyes dimmed and he quickly looked around while taking out his cell phone to call the police.

"Stop fighting, the person is here." A lazy voice sounded. Gu Huaiyuan turned around and found that Song Jingshen was holding Wen Qing and walking in the direction of the crowd.

Song Jingshen was tall and had outstanding looks, but he was dressed very low-key. The black leather jacket, sunglasses, and jeans covered up most of his sharp looks, leaving only his cold jawline and raised thin lips, revealing his pride at the moment.

"Professor Gu..." Wen Qing said with difficulty, "I'm fine. See you at Platform 2 later."

"Where are you taking her?" Gu Huaiyuan was dealing with the crowded crowd while watching Song Jingshen hugging Wen Qing and walking away, feeling anxious.

"There's still half an hour left. Take her to see someone." Song Jingshen replied, "Since she's following me, she can't not see someone."

Gu Huaiyuan looked at him in shock: "What did you say? When did she follow you?" He looked at Wen Qing again, "Don't be afraid, he has no ability to threaten you."

"Whether I have the ability or not, only she knows." Before Wen Qing could speak, Song Jingshen had already embraced her in front of him, and said in a nonchalant tone, "What do you mean by threat? Between lovers, there is only interest."

"Shut up!" Wen Qing closed her eyes in embarrassment. After a few seconds, she looked at Gu Huaiyuan pitifully, "Professor Gu, I'm sorry to disappoint you. Please don't tell my grandma and aunt about what happened between him and me, okay?"

"What on earth did he do to you?" Gu Huaiyuan was furious, his eyes reddened, "I don't believe you did it for money. What did he threaten you with?"

Wen Qing just shook her head: "It's nothing, just think of it as money." She looked up at him and pleaded, "Trust me, I can handle it."

"You are a little girl, how can you deal with it..." Gu Huaiyuan wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Song Jingshen:

"Professor Gu! It seems that the private lives of female students are not yours to manage." As he said this, he turned around and walked to the other side of the platform with Wen Qing.

Gu Huaiyuan looked at him, and after a moment of realization, he was filled with indignation: "Did you hold back Jing Long's money and force her to follow you? You and Gu Jia are almost engaged...Are you immoral?"

"When Jing Long's money will be paid is stipulated in Grandpa's contract. What does it have to do with me?" Song Jingshen turned his head and said in a bad tone, "As for Gu Jia, if you want to say it, just tell her clearly. I just want to distance myself from Gu's company."

"Clearing off from the Gu family?" Gu Huaiyuan's face was pale, and his voice was a little stiff. "Have you fallen out with Gu Zhenbang?"

"It's not a case of falling out. He allowed his daughter Gu Jia to follow me, and I've tolerated him for a long time." Song Jingshen said, glancing at Wen Qing who was trembling in his arms, and patted her on the back, like comforting a frightened little animal. "Gu Jia should have known about Wen Qing and me for a long time, but she kept it secret because Gu Zhenbang thought I was still useful."

"If she gives up the idea of ​​marriage, it will save me a lot of trouble." Song Jingshen looked at Gu Huaiyuan again, "I'm just afraid they won't be willing to break it off."

"Since you're still with Gu Jia, why are you inviting Wen Qing?" Gu Huaiyuan was still indignant, "You're being unfair to her!"

"It's not your turn to judge whether it's fair or not!" Song Jingshen said in a cold tone, "Should I let her be pursued by other men? Would that be fair to me?"

"You..." Gu Huaiyuan was speechless for a moment. Just as he was stuck, he saw Song Jingshen hugging Wen Qing and turning out of his sight.

"Make way, everyone, take your credentials and queue up in an orderly manner. We will pick you up within half an hour after the train arrives!" Station service staff shouted through a loudspeaker to maintain order.

Gu Huaiyuan was standing in the queue, looking blankly in the direction where the train was coming in. After a long while, he took out his cell phone, found the name of the person he hadn't contacted for a long time in his address book, and made a call.