Life With You

The land price in Hong Kong is the highest in the world, surpassing the night city, sea city, Tokyo and New York. As the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, there will be dragons. This is a shabby house with an square meter of 100,000 yuan.

In Hong Kong, shabby houses cost more than 100,000 yuan per square meter.

The shabby houses are too expensive, and no developer with deep pockets dares to take them over. People living in shabby houses live on one-third of an acre of land and are ready to raise the price at any time. There are only one or two prosperous places in Hong Kong, and most of them are still in the era. George Sheng came here this time to discuss the recycling and reconstruction project of the old residential building. Only the Qiao family in Yecheng could spend tens of billions overtly and manage to trick the residents in private.

When discussing business, both parties had to turn off or mute their mobile phones out of professionalism and politeness. Of course, no one asked George Sheng to do this. George Sheng just turned on the vibration, fearing that Song Xi would suddenly come to him with something.

Sure enough, the phone he kept in his pocket vibrated continuously during the process. He thought it was Song Xi calling him, but when he took it out, he saw that it was the same unknown number with no name saved, sending him many text messages in succession.

He opened his phone expressionlessly, but when he clicked on it and saw the first photo, George Sheng's expression changed instantly.

The person in the photo is Song Xi. She tilts her head and leans on the shoulder of the man next to her, holding up her mobile phone to take a selfie. In the picture, the two of them are wearing identical white hoodies, and even their smiles are somewhat similar.

After a moment of fright, George Sheng slid down calmly. He thought he was determined enough, but every time he looked at a picture, the jealousy in his heart was wrapped with anger, and he wanted to break through his body and overflow. Song in the photo It's not like she's dressed up now. At that time, her hair was longer than now, and it hung down on her chest like a black waterfall. When they took a group photo, because they were so close, her hair would always hang on him unintentionally... It made George Sheng go crazy. of jealousy.

George Sheng was no stranger to men's faces. After all, he wanted to know what the man Song Xi once liked so much looked like.

Yes, the person in the photo is Shen Zhaoyi.

He didn't know who sent it, so he was caught off guard. George Sheng looked at all the thirteen photos, and his heart was stabbed thirteen times.

He knew that Song Xi and Shen Zhaoyi were in love, but he didn't want to see the scenes of their love, and he couldn't bear the thought of her smiling so brightly next to other men.

At this moment, George Sheng's mind rarely went blank compared to guessing who sent it.

The person who was interviewing for cooperation didn't notice anything strange about George Sheng, and was still talking nonstop. George Sheng was holding his cell phone with a very ugly expression on his face.

After about half a minute, his phone suddenly vibrated again. George Sheng clicked on the text message. This time it was the same unknown number, but instead of a photo, what was sent was an email account and a series of very simple passwords.

George Sheng logged into his mailbox and found that there was only one video in the mailbox. This time, his fingers could not open the video.

Wait a moment.

Raising his head, George Sheng interrupted, then stood up and walked out.

When he walked to a deserted place, he dialed the mobile phone number that sent the photo. Almost without any surprise, the other party turned off his phone.

Moving to the email video page again, George Sheng not only went blank for the first time in his life, but now he was actually afraid. He was afraid that after clicking on it, he would see something he didn't want to see, but just deleting it... was not his character.

He is like this, everything must be clear and clear, even if he knows that he is deliberately trapping the person behind him.

He lowered his finger and clicked on the video. It was not the most unsightly scene he had imagined, but the filming location was very dark. He watched it for three seconds before he realized that Song Xi was sitting on the sofa opposite. She was singing with a microphone. At first, he silently turned the volume on his phone to the lowest level, but now it is getting louder one by one.

I'm afraid it's too late. I want to hold you until I feel your wrinkles and the traces of time, until I'm sure you are real, until I lose my strength. For you, I am willing...

It was in a KTV, and there was laughter and laughter all around. Occasionally, the person filming the video would be brought to Song Xi's side. It was a man. He only glanced at it, but it was not Shen Zhaoyi.

The voiceover is from the photographer, smiling and saying: Dr. Ling is in the frame.

Ling Yue?

That's probably a gathering between doctors.

George Sheng can still think rationally, but he is always worried in his heart. If future generations bother to post this video, he will not simply listen to Song Xi singing.

Sure enough, after Song Xi finished singing the first half, there were a lot of people shouting around, and I don't know who said: Doctor Song, what do you want to say most at this moment?

The light in the video was dim, and Song Xi could be vaguely seen with a drunken lazy smile on her face. She held the microphone and said loudly: I love Shen Zhaoyi!

After the words fell, there was another round of booing, and the video suddenly ended.

George Sheng lowered his gaze. Outside the glass opposite was the night view of the Central District. There were rows of high-rise buildings and strange neon lights. However, George Sheng's heart was dead silent, revealing a bone-chilling chill.

There are some things that you know, but you don't want to see them all your life.

George Sheng just knew about Shen Zhaoyi's existence, and he was already overwhelmed. Now, with pictures and videos, no matter what the purpose of the person who sent it was, he had to admit that he was stimulated by the fact that the person got what he wanted.

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After Song Xi comforted Han Chunmeng, she hung up the video and immediately went to chat with Qiao Aiwen. When the video was connected, Qiao Aiwen was lying on the bed and said boredly: I thought you pressed the wrong button.

Song Xixiao asked: What are you doing?

Qiao Aiwen took a close-up of the fish tank on the table, and then said: I've been waiting for a call from your senior brother and the lover of my dreams. It's been a day, and he hasn't even called me.

Song Xi said: It's normal for him not to beat you, but it's unusual for him to beat you, right?

Qiao Aiwen frowned: Today is Valentine's Day. I will wait for him until twelve o'clock at night. If he doesn't call me...

If he doesn't call you, what will you do?

Qiao Aiwen snorted: Then I will reconsider whether to go to Sacheng to see him.

Hey, he's so angry, why don't you call him?

I don't fight. I have to have a bottom line as a human being. I'm usually the one chasing him. Doesn't he know what day it is today?

Song Xi reminded: You two are not a couple yet.

Qiao Aiwen said: I don't care!

The two came up and chatted with Ling Yue for a long time. Song Xi took advantage of Qiao Aiwen's unpreparedness and suddenly moved the camera to the large bouquet of roses on the ground. The corners of her lips raised uncontrollably and she said with a smile: Look, are they beautiful? ?”

Qiao Aiwen said: My brother bought it?

Song Xi said: Nonsense, do I still dare to accept flowers from others?

Qiao Aiwen snorted again: I was checking Moments just now. Da Mengmeng just finished her show, and now you are showing off again. It really smells like the sour stench of love in the world. Unlike me, I exude the fragrance of a single person.

Song Xi asked beautifully and infuriatingly: It's too much, how about I go back and give you some?

Qiao Aiwen glared: No need! This young lady has a lot of backbone, why don't she just hold a bunch of roses in her hands? If you can, call my brother over and tell you that he loves you face to face.

Song Xi rolled his eyes and replied, There's no need to provoke me. We'll whisper this in private so that you, a single man, won't hear it.

Qiao Aiwen said with a 'cut': Where is my brother?

Song Xi said, I have work. After that, she looked at the time and said, I should be back soon.