She is Si Ye's favorite

Royal Garden

Aunt Lian arranged the restaurant and went to inform Si Xuanting:

"Sir, it's time to eat."

The man reading a book in the living room glanced at the dining room. Mu Yingxue would usually be waiting there, but today she hasn't come back. She glanced at the time, 10 minutes earlier than usual:

"hold on."

"Sir, do you want to wait for the young mistress? The young mistress called and said that she won't come back for dinner today."

"Not coming back for dinner?" This is very out of her habit.

She was the one who would ask Aunt Lian to keep food even if she worked overtime, because it saved money that way.

"Yes, the young lady said, invite friends to eat outside today, so you don't have to wait for her."

friend?She has only a handful of friends, could it be Yang Yuhui?

There is a possibility that she broke Yang Yuhui's heart yesterday, and she will probably explain it to Yang Yuhui.

But if it was with Yang Yuhui, she shouldn't be the one to treat him.

Thinking of this, the man dimmed his eyes and took out his cell phone.

"Where are you?"

"I'm outside, with my friends."

Just a word, Si Xuanting could already hear the nervousness in the girl's voice, he could already conclude that it was definitely not Yang Yuhui who was eating with Mu Yingxue.

If it was Yang Yuhui, she would definitely tell her directly, but she didn't, and she used a friend to cover it up. She was still nervous, which meant that he knew this person.

It seems that it is the senior.

His knuckles were tight, he didn't ask any more questions, and hung up the phone.

Without monitoring, he would have no way of knowing what she was talking about with other men.

After closing and putting down the book, Si Xuanting got up and walked towards the restaurant.

Ever since I started trying Chinese food, the dining table has become full of beautiful things. Song Yu is often in the hospital, and my sister is often away from home. Usually, I am accompanied by Mu Yingxue. Although the two of them seldom talk, they are not as quiet as they are today.

Aunt Lian also noticed that Si Xuanting was slow to move his chopsticks today, and asked with concern:

"Sir, is the dish not ready?"

Si Xuanting's fingers holding the chopsticks paused.

It's not that the dishes are not cooked well, it's just that he has no appetite.

He used his chopsticks to pick up the steamed fish head, and he still remembered the last time Mu Yingxue was talking and laughing with Song Zhengxi while eating.

When I eat with myself, I can chew my head, but when I eat with other men, I can talk and laugh.

At this moment, what would she say to Song Zhengxi?Will he talk about what he did for her today?

Si Xuanting didn't like this feeling of being out of control.

This woman has ignored his rules, right?

Pressing the chopsticks on the table, he got up without taking a bite:

"I'm not hungry, I'm leaving."

Aunt Lian was quite surprised, Mr. was fine before, why did he suddenly turn black when he arrived at the restaurant?

Si Xuanting did not go upstairs, but ordered Qin Butler to prepare the car.

in the restaurant.

After Mu Yingxue hung up the phone, she felt a little nervous.

Si Xuanting didn't ask any more questions.

"Yingxue, is it the CEO who called you?" Song Zhengxi guessed this because he already knew from the news that Mu Yingxue's husband was Huo Sanshao, who was already paralyzed, but the voice on the phone just now was overwhelmed. Full of air, full of coercion.

"Yes, the president asked me where I went after get off work so early, nothing else." Mu Yingxue didn't want to be known that she and Si Xuanting were still living together.

After putting away the phone, Mu Yingxue returned to the topic:

"Senior, when you say live well, do you mean marrying the one you love and having children?"

Song Zhengxi didn't say anything, which means he acquiesced.

Mu Yingxue smiled slightly, with a bit of bitterness:

"If you are a normal person, you should indeed pursue the good life that you said senior, but senior should be clear about my situation. If I really marry the person I love, it will be more painful to have children and die.

Besides, I don't have anyone I love. "

The voice of Mu Yingxue's last words was very soft, and both of them lowered their eyes.

Song Zhengxi curled his fingers:

"Yingxue, back then..."

"Senior, we can't go back to the beginning, even if you didn't disappear back then, I wouldn't be with you."

Mu Yingxue interrupted Song Zhengxi:

"It's true that I didn't marry Huo Sanshao voluntarily, but in the Huo family, it's far easier than my life in the past three years. Now I have a job and my own space. I'm not as miserable as my senior imagined."

"So senior, please don't worry about me anymore. I'm really fine. Although Third Young Master is paralyzed, he has someone to take care of him. Counting how long I've been married, I've only seen him very few times.

I am very used to the current life. My goal now is to work hard, earn money, and strive for heart surgery so that I can live longer and make my life more possible. "

This time, Mu Yingxue looked into Song Zhengxi's eyes and said with a smile.

Very calm, calm eyes.

"Then you and the president...the president likes you?"

"Yu Hui has always wanted to pursue the president. They were surrounded by paparazzi at dinner yesterday. He just kissed him out of desperation to avoid those reporters writing about his relationship with Yu Hui. It's just that the people in the company won't believe such an explanation. He felt that he was hurting me, so he lied again to make my life easier and not be criticized." Mu Yingxue said briefly, and finally laughed at herself:

"Three years ago, when I was in school, I should know if I knew the senior president or not."

Song Zhengxi looked at her relaxed appearance, and the worry in his eyes finally dissipated.

Those guilt gradually disappeared, and he also laughed:

"Okay, Yingxue, since you said so, then I can rest assured, the food is here, let's eat."

Both of them were relieved, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

The waiter poured tea for the two of them, and Mu Yingxue was thirsty after talking so much, so she drank a few sips.

Seeing Mu Yingxue frowned, Song Zhengxi said:

"What's the matter, the tea doesn't taste good?"

Mu Yingxue took another sip: "Why does this tea taste so weird?"

Song Zhengxi also picked it up and took a sip. The taste was bitter and sour, so he put it aside:

"It's a bit strange. Maybe this store is not high-grade, and the tea is not bought well. Don't drink tea, eat vegetables."

"Ah."

"Yingxue, you said how much money you need to make money to replace your heart? If it's not enough, you can ask me for help." Song Zhengxi felt a little hot, and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner while talking.

Mu Yingxue also felt hot. Could it be that the owner of this shop is reluctant to turn on the air conditioner in order to save money?

"This is what you said, senior. When the time comes, I will really speak up. Senior will not let you down."

Mu Yingxue was a little happy. In the future, if she could be friends with her seniors, she wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.

When Si Xuanting appeared in the restaurant, he saw that Song Zhengxi had unbuttoned two or three shirt buttons, his sleeves were rolled up, and he was staring at Mu Yingxue with some blurred eyes.

And what about Mu Yingxue?

The smile on his face was like a flower, his face was flushed, he was propping up his drowsy head, his eyes were like silk, and his voice was softer than ever before:

"Senior? I'm so hot, are you hot?"