The green camphor tree has a deep view

Wen Qing hung up the phone, calmed down, picked up the information at hand and continued reading.

Song Jingshen drove the car slowly and steadily, but his eyes kept glancing at Wen Qing's face.

"Your grandma didn't treat you very well." He said casually, "Not only did she send you to live in the school, but she also asked you to ask me for money."

Wen Qing felt a strong sense of shame in her heart, and her face turned red for a moment, as if her worst side was forced to be exposed in front of him.

She pursed her lips tightly and managed to say, "It's none of your business."

Song Jingshen snorted and laughed: "Old ginger is still spicy. You should learn from your grandma. Bow your head when you should bow your head. Don't be hard on yourself."

"Pah—" Wen Qing slapped the documents on the storage board, her face turned blue, and she said with trembling lips: "I want to get off the bus."

"That's all you can do." Song Jingshen's face was gloomy, "You can't go home even if you get off the car."

"Don't worry about it!" Wen Qing tried her best to hold back her tears and said calmly, "I'll take a taxi back to the dormitory."

"It's vacation time, is there anyone still in the dormitory?" Song Jingshen gave a direction and the car turned a corner, "Come back with me."

After hearing this, Wen Qing suddenly became panicked. With red eyes, she growled at him, "Why should I listen to you? Stop the car! I'll take a taxi back to school by myself."

Song Jingshen glanced at her and saw that her eyes were red and her face was pale. He felt a little reluctant: "Stop the car when we get to Guangyu."

Wen Qing knew that he was soft-hearted, so she took a deep breath and pleaded in a low voice, "I'm very confused now. I want to be alone and calm down. Can you take me to school?"

"You'll stay in the guest bedroom alone tonight. It will definitely be quieter than the dormitory." Song Jingshen was unmoved.

The red light came on ahead, and Song Jingshen stopped the car steadily, but his emotions were surging.

He turned his head to stare at Wen Qing, and said word by word: "Since you are following me, don't take care of things by yourself when you encounter them."

Wen Qing glanced at him in surprise, then quickly looked away and whispered, "I can do it myself."

Song Jingshen chuckled: "What can you do? You are so powerful, why were you kicked out? You rented that house with your own money. Can you recognize the people around you?"

"It's enough for me to recognize you! You don't need to worry about my affairs, and it's not your turn to criticize my family." Wen Qing began to defend her.

"Your family? Humph, your grandma is right. Jing Long is a child of the Song family. You will always be inseparable from the Song family and me. If you really count, I am also your family."

Wen Qing shuddered and resisted instinctively: "No...you are not."

"Aren't you Jing Long's cousin?" Seeing that she was trying to distance herself from him, Song Jingshen felt unhappy. He stretched out his hand to pinch her jaw and said bitterly, "Even if we didn't have the relationship we have now, you are still a relative of the Song family. You don't even acknowledge this?"

Wen Qing was pinched by him so hard that it hurt. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she was unwilling to beg him in a humble manner anymore.

She saw the traffic light change color from the corner of her eye and reminded him, "You can go now."

Song Jingshen let her go, started the car quickly, stepped on the accelerator, and soon drove to Guangyu's underground parking lot.

After parking the car, he didn't rush to get out, but rolled down the window and lit a cigarette.

The underground parking lot was very quiet late at night, and even talking could be heard. The incandescent light from afar shone over like a dazzling fake moon. Wen Qing squinted her eyes, feeling her body go cold under the fake moon.

"Tell me, what are your plans for the winter vacation?" He took a puff of cigarette, blew out smoke rings, and looked at her through the thin smoke.

"Stay in school and study." Wen Qing said lightly.

Song Jingshen was so angry that he laughed: "24 hours a day, learning for a holiday? Aren't you very busy? There are cup competitions, projects, and Qi Fan is waiting for you to make up lessons."

Wen Qing was secretly surprised that he actually knew she was preparing for the cup match.

On second thought, one of the investors of the cup competition is Jingshen Technology, and several external teachers in the department are technical personnel in his company. It is not surprising for him to know this.

As for Qi Fan's matter, he had heard everything his grandma said on the phone just now, so there was nothing to hide anymore.

"I'm really busy, so I don't have time to go to North City." Wen Qing pushed the information on the shelf to him, "You should find someone else to introduce the project."

"Do you still want to work in the project team?" Song Jingshen glared at her. "You just said you don't want to do what I arranged?"

"The project team doesn't need someone like me. If I don't do it, the project won't suffer any loss." Wen Qing turned her eyes to the car window. "Xiao Zhao has already taken over the work of the data group. I can quit now."

"Who is the boss anyway? You said you want to quit, so just quit?" Song Jingshen was furious. "What are you thinking? The project is about to be launched. Will you lose money if you quit now?"

"I've already agreed to follow you, so what's the big deal about the project?" Wen Qing stared blankly at the incandescent light outside the window, her eyes full of emptiness. "I've seen clearly that even if I participate in the project and join your company, it's nothing more than continuing this kind of relationship with you. It's meaningless."

"What's the point of maintaining a relationship with me?" Song Jingshen asked, "Why is it boring?"

"It's a relationship that can't be seen in public. What else could it be?" Wen Qing let out a self-deprecating smile. "Why don't you tell me when this relationship can end? As long as you give me a deadline, I'll have hope."

"You're asking for a deadline before it even starts." Song Jingshen was so angry that he laughed, "Why, are you planning to change people once the deadline is up?"

"We can't keep going like this." Wen Qing turned her head and looked at him, her eyes as cold as water, "I have to return to normal life, and so do you."

"Is it abnormal to be with me?"

"How can you possibly live a normal life if you're in a relationship that's not allowed to be seen in public?"

"Then I'll take you to see someone, why are you hiding?"

"You shouldn't have brought me to meet people." Wen Qing said coldly, "This relationship should be started and ended in the dark. This is better for everyone."

"Then don't ask me for a deadline." Song Jingshen stared at her, "Don't disobey me, you should know that you don't have the ability to do it."

"I know." Wen Qing nodded, her eyes returning to their empty state. "As long as you keep this relationship private, I don't ask for anything else."

She won't waste time asking for something that can't be obtained even if she asks for it.

Why give your heart to someone if all you get is sadness?

Song Jingshen took a few deep puffs of his cigarette, extinguished it, and as if he had made up his mind, turned around and got out of the car, walked around the front of the car, and suddenly opened the passenger door.

He moved quickly and decisively, and when he opened the door, a gust of wind came up, startling Wen Qing.

"Since you have made up your mind, it would be a waste of time to be polite to you." Song Jingshen said coldly, "Get out of the car, are you still waiting for me to hug you?"

Wen Qing saw a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes and immediately understood what was going to happen tonight. She felt something in her heart shattered, leaving fragments all over the floor that could never be recovered.

She held onto the door frame and stepped out of the car. She suddenly felt dizzy and then she remembered that except for the absent-minded dinner just now, she had not eaten anything that day.

With a bang, the car door slammed behind her. Wen Qing was startled. When she came to her senses, she found herself being held in mid-air!

"Let me go." She protested in a low voice, "I can walk!"

Song Jingshen looked down at her with cold eyes: "Stay still and don't go anywhere. I don't want to sleep with a sickly person."