Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Chapter 157 Electrical Seal

Zhu Xia got into Lao Xu's car and was not surprised to see Song Chengyu in the back seat.

The car was well-air-conditioned and the temperature was just right, so she took off her coat and scarf and placed them between them on the spacious back seat.

Song Chengyu glanced at him, and the corners of his lips twitched in an ambiguous way, "Did you propose to cancel the engagement because of He Lianzhou?"

Zhu Xia was stunned. He didn't expect him to ask this, but he still answered truthfully: "Yes."

"So you took great pains to go abroad at that time, because you had already hooked up with him?" Song Chengyu raised a hint of sarcasm and looked at her calm and open face with cold eyes.

This was a bit harsh to hear. Zhu Xia frowned slightly and felt disgusted. "No." She turned to look at him. "Third brother, you know every person I knew before I went abroad and every trace of my actions. You know better than me whether I knew He Lianzhou at that time."

Zhu Xia knew all about this, and she could accept it, but only if it didn't affect her. But if Song Chengyu interfered too much in her affairs, she had no reason to object.

The relationship between the two of them originated from a transaction, and the feelings born out of the transaction have no meaning.

In the winter in the capital, the sky and earth are filled with the purity and silence of ice and snow.

Zhu Xia looked out the car window. The red walls and yellow tiles were particularly eye-catching under the cover of white snow. As she was thinking, she heard Song Chengyu say, "Are you blaming me for protecting you too well?"

"No."

Zhu Xia paused and continued, "I am grateful to you, but I don't need that kind of protection."

Song Chengyu sneered, remained silent for a moment, and slowly said: "Grandpa doesn't know about the Hong Kong media report, don't tell him."

"Now that you're back home and the truth behind your parents' accident has been uncovered, follow the same path. Wait patiently for me to become your bride."

Zhu Xia didn't say anything.

She is not afraid of Song Chengyu. Whether he likes her or hates her is not so important to her. Neither of them can plan their own lives. Zhu Xia is not a little girl who longs for love. She can accept a loveless marriage. She has seen many business marriages since she was a child. The couples respect each other and are loyal to each other. It doesn't matter whether there is love or not.

But after catching Song Chengyu's intimate behavior with other girls, Zhu Xia couldn't accept that the other party had a stain. The marriage could still be maintained, but the mutual respect and loyalty were no longer established.

So the engagement was left with only an empty shell.

Song Chengyu glanced at Zhu Xia out of the corner of his eye. He was confident that he could break the empty shell. He didn't mind even if he couldn't break the empty shell of marriage.

As long as Xia Xia is his wife, it is enough. The worst outcome is that the two of them torture each other for the rest of their lives.

Arriving at the Song family's old residence, Zhu Xia greeted Aunt Zhao and the family, then went upstairs and returned to her room.

She left her luggage behind and casually placed it beside the sofa. She took off her heavy clothes and fell on the sofa. There were a few brightly blooming plum blossoms in the blue and white porcelain vase beside the bay window, adding a touch of color to the room.

Zhu Xia opened his phone and clicked into the [Iron Triangle of Career] group.

Zhu Xia: "I'm home."

Lin Jiayue: "I'm awake."

Li Baize: "I'm asleep."

Lin Jiayue: “?”

Zhu Xia: “?”

Li Baize: "I worked overtime all night yesterday."

Lin Jiayue: "Sure, great.jpg"

Li Baize: "How is Sumer? I just saw the media reports about it."

Zhu Xia: "The media is just making up stories. It has no impact on me. Don't worry."

Lin Jiayue: "Are you really going to get married when you go back?"

Zhu Xia: "No. I came back to verify something and settle the engagement."

Zhu Xia finished editing the message and sent it over. Then there was a knock on the door. "Knock knock knock..."

She walked over and opened the door. There was no one in her sight. She looked down and saw the little girl Qi Yunyan. Yunyan pulled Zhu Xia's clothes and begged her to go build a snowman and have a snowball fight together.

Qi Yunyan is Wen Shujia's daughter. Since she is in the Song Mansion, it means Wen Shujia is also here.

Zhu Xia couldn't resist the request of the cute child, so she put on a white hooded short down jacket and went out with Yun Yan.

She also changed into a pair of boots, but the snow was a little deep, and it was always difficult to step in and then dig it out.

"Little aunt!" Yun Yan giggled, grabbed a ball of snow with her gloved hands and threw it at Zhu Xia.

"Yunyan, why are you becoming more and more naughty?" Zhu Xia also laughed, rolled up a ball of snow and threw it at Yunyan.

Yun Yan ran and hid, but because of her short legs, she couldn't escape fast enough, and Zhu Xia hit her feet accurately.

The big and the small were having a lot of fun. When Wen Shujia and Wen Qianhui came out after talking, they saw Zhu Xia and Yun Yan, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, playing with the snow in each other's hair.

"Aunt, you pulled my hair!" Yun Yan pouted and complained.

"Sorry, I'll be careful." Zhu Xia pinched her little face and smiled with curved eyebrows.

"Mom!" Yun Qing saw Wen Shujia coming over, and immediately trotted over and hugged Wen Shujia's legs.

Zhu Xia looked up and was the first to see Song Chengyu's husband kissing Song. His eyes were as sharp as knives, his eyelids drooped, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were as deep as ravines.

"Second Uncle." Zhu Xia lowered his eyes and greeted him politely.

Song Shi glanced at her indifferently and nodded slightly to show that he had heard her. He passed by Zhu Xia.

"Second uncle and old man had a quarrel." Wen Shujia explained, "He was not in a good mood."

Zhu Xia understood. Family relationships were complicated and there were too many conflicts of interest, and playing the good cop and the bad cop were commonplace.

"Miss Xia Xia, Miss Shu Jia, Miss." Aunt Zhao came over, "You can have dinner now."

The dinner went smoothly, and no one mentioned the two media reports about Zhu Xia. After all, the entertainment reporters' reports were fabricated and not worth mentioning. Only Wen Shujia asked Song Chengyu if Xia Xia was going to get engaged after she came back. Song Chengyu said yes. They officially got married one month after the engagement.

The first night after returning was not suitable for any big fights. Zhu Xia had been traveling all day, had a snowball fight, and after taking a shower, she fell exhausted on the bed. She stared at the snow-white ceiling, her pupils unfocused, her sight aimless, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

It was not until the phone rang that Zhu Xia's mind slowly returned to her senses. She glanced at the caller ID [He Lianzhou] and her heart was instantly filled with ripples, as if a stone had been thrown into the calm sea.

Zhu Xia crawled into bed and talked to He Lianzhou on the phone, her voice soft and gentle: "I'm going to rest."

"You shouldn't be sleepy at this time," he said.

"...People's biological clocks will change. I wasn't sleepy before, but I am sleepy now." Zhu Xia retorted.

They chatted for a few sentences, and Zhu Xia suddenly heard a different sound, the unique breathing sound of a mature man, which seemed restrained, yet full of desire, and made people blush and their hearts beat fast when it floated into their ears.

Zhu Xia clutched the quilt tightly with her five fingers, inexplicably nervous. She asked softly, "What are you doing?"