The green camphor tree has a deep view

Chapter 136: Good morning, Miss Wen.

"Ahem... I'll get you a mirror. Look at your eyes. They look like they want to eat people. Even an old man like me can't stand it, let alone a little girl." Old Ge sighed and said, "Since ancient times, the best men can be summed up in five words - Pan Lu Deng Xiaoxian. You can compare yourself and see what you are missing, and then make up for it in a targeted way, isn't it?"

Song Jingshen sneered after hearing this: "In my opinion, I was too nice to her and made her confused about the situation. She has a stupid head and refuses to accept any unexpected situations except her own ideas."

"She's a young girl who got admitted from the North City. All she can think about is studying, going to college, choosing a good major, and then working to earn money to support her family. How could she have ever thought about dating a big shot like you?"

"Then who does she want to talk to?" Song Jingshen glared at him with full of hostility.

Old Ge smiled helplessly: "Who else can she talk to? Her social circle is so small, and she doesn't have the personality to climb up. If she wants to have a relationship, she can only talk to her seniors and juniors on campus, and her colleagues and leaders after work.

The gap between each other cannot be too big, and the family conditions and growing environment should be similar. The two people can either fall in love with each other after spending time together for a long time, or get to know each other through a blind date and get married directly.

With her stubborn and independent character, she would not ask a man for money or things. Most of the time, when the relationship is almost over, she would discuss buying a house and hosting a wedding together, and then give birth to the child..."

"What's the point of living a miserable life like that? Can you catch up with me?" Song Jingshen frowned, his tone impatient.

"Yes, in your opinion, that kind of life is indeed boring, but for her, being able to live a stable life in Jiangcheng is already the result of her dreams."

"Will she feel insecure if she follows me?" Song Jingshen snorted coldly, "Finding a social animal as a husband and paying off the mortgage for half a lifetime, this is still something you can only dream of."

"She follows you, but we are not equal in status, and she can't marry you. Sooner or later, she will have to find another husband. Girls' youth is only a few years. If you delay her time, she will suffer even more." Old Ge analyzed slowly, "If she finds a boy with similar conditions, although she can't become rich, the relationship may not be bad if the two of you work hard together. Don't you think this makes sense?"

Seeing that Song Jingshen didn't say anything, Lao Ge added a few more words: "These are all my thoughts, and the girl may not think the same way. I tell you this just to help you figure out her thinking, so that you can know yourself and the enemy."

"What if I marry her?" Song Jingshen suddenly spoke, his eyes looking straight ahead, as if in a trance.

Old Ge was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't think that it's just one thing. Marriage should still be based on equal status, so as not to cause trouble for both sides."

Song Jingshen didn't say anything else, but the thoughts in his mind were like wild weeds growing wildly in summer, and he couldn't suppress them.

He had imagined the scenarios that Lao Ge just described.

On the night of the dinner at Zhao Jin's house, he witnessed the interaction between Wen Qing and Zhao Jin. The level of harmony and tacit understanding between them was indeed superior to his in every way.

Previously in the electronics building, he had personally witnessed the company's junior employees' attentive pursuit of Wen Qing, and when she was performing in the auditorium, the boys in the audience were enthusiastically discussing her...

She is really attractive.

With her personality, if he hadn't appeared, she would have chosen the most reliable one among the boys pursuing her and tried to date him little by little. She would have taken every relationship seriously and never taken a step lightly, being cautious to the point of being timid.

But he knew that she was not timid at all, she just didn't want to waste her feelings, just like she didn't waste every exam opportunity. In terms of feelings, she also wanted to hit the mark in one go and achieve success without any hassle.

But her luck was not good at all. Before she met someone who was truly pursuing her, she was snatched away by him.

He admitted that he was attracted by her beauty, but he didn't intend to take her to bed directly. It was her alienation and resistance that aroused his possessive desire, so he used his familiar means...

Song Jingshen raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a cold smile.

He was not at all sorry for her regret, but was glad that he had won her over so early.

Otherwise, just imagining her marrying and having children with another man would make him feel like his heart was about to explode.

Since she has been wronged in this relationship, he must not be wronged even more - out of two people, one has to be happy and content, otherwise wouldn't that be even more of a loss?

Thinking of this, Song Jingshen raised his head and exhaled a breath. The decision in his mind slowly took shape, the depression in his heart gradually dissipated, and his expression returned to his usual calm and gentle self.

Once a decision is made on emotional matters, it no longer occupies his mind and he immediately returns to work.

He picked up the phone next to him and asked Lao Ge:

"Is everything arranged in North City?"

Seeing him seamlessly switch to work mode, Lao Ge's expression became serious:

"Everything has been arranged. We have traced the production track of those parts back to the Fourth Factory in North City. This time, we are taking advantage of the opportunity of inspecting the project to provide a cover and thoroughly investigate what happened back then."

"Except for the people involved, don't alarm anyone else." Song Jingshen said solemnly, "Because of this project, we have caused a lot of noise in the local area. Some guys with a keen sense of smell may have smelled it and hid."

"You can't hide from the first day." Old Ge sneered, "This time we have checked all the old people in the fourth factory. They still remember what happened back then, and the relevant evidence has been collected. I will find a reliable lawyer to pass the test. Once the evidence is more complete and forms a complete chain of evidence, we can sue."

"Even if we really have evidence, we don't necessarily have to prosecute." Song Jingshen slowly stroked the phone, and the figure of the girl on the screen became bright and dark.

"Not prosecuting? Don't you want to seek justice for Mrs. Song?" Old Ge asked with a frown.

The former eldest son of the Song family has shed the immaturity of six years ago and has become mature and sophisticated, making him increasingly difficult for him to understand.

"Has there ever been fairness in this world?" Song Jingshen sneered, "What I want is always more than fairness."

In Jiangcheng, Wen Qing left the bedroom where the surveillance camera was installed, turned around and walked into the living room, picked up the coat on the sofa and walked towards the entrance.

When I passed by the restaurant, I saw a few slices of toast and a cold fried egg on the table.

She was stunned for a moment, then walked to the table and looked at the plate of food. Next to the plate was a used knife and fork, which looked like he had eaten his breakfast and left half of it for her on purpose.

Wen Qing suddenly got angry. She picked up the plate expressionlessly and dumped all the leftovers into the trash can.

Who cares about the breakfast he makes?

She threw the plate back on the table, and the porcelain plate hit the solid wooden tabletop with a dull sound.

Wen Qing took a deep breath and quickly picked up the plate to examine it. His things were all exquisite and tasteful, and they were obviously worth a lot of money. She couldn't afford to pay for it if it was broken.

Fortunately, the plate was not broken and there were no scratches on the table. Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief and simply washed the plate carefully and gently put it back in the dish rack.

This was not a place where she could act rashly. Besides, Song Jingshen had always been a bit of a germaphobe. How could he leave breakfast for her? He was just too lazy to clean up the leftovers and left them for her to clean up.

Wen Qing sighed, feeling that she had been acting a little strange lately, always getting upset over trivial matters. In the past, even if she was bullied by him and cried, she would put it aside and get back to work in a blink of an eye.

Why is she so sensitive and pretentious now?

She shook her head vigorously, clearing out the useless thoughts in her mind one by one, then wiped the kitchen counter, walked to the entrance to change her shoes, and went out.

With a bang, the door closed behind her. She let out a breath, as if she had locked all the endless troubles into the room behind her.

I walked into the elevator and watched the numbers go down all the way to the first floor.

"Ding——" The elevator door opened, but she stood there in a daze, unable to move.

Outside the elevator, Gu Jia, wearing a light grey plush coat and a pair of fiery red gemstone earrings, stood tall in front of Wen Qing, with a sneer on her face that showed she knew everything.

"Morning, Miss Wen." She greeted casually, but her voice was cold.

That greeting fell into Wen Qing's ears, like a basin of cold water poured over her head, making her shiver.