One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-Four It’s Over, Don’t Be Greedy (I)

Tang Yu pondered for a moment and pulled Song Zhixing's hand from his neck. She seemed unhappy, her brows knitted together. However, Tang Yu just said in a deep voice: "Send her back to the room upstairs."

Du Hui nodded. Mr. Wang came over and said earnestly: "Let's send her up to save you two trouble."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Song Zhixing. However, before he even touched her, Tang Yu's cold eyes shot towards her, making people feel chilled in their hearts. He could only take his hand back with a dry smile, "Then I'll trouble Mr. Du. By the way, Yalin, which room does Xingxing live in?"

Yalin seemed to have had a dream, and then he came back to his senses and quickly replied: "Room 2304."

Tang Yu lowered his eyes and glanced at the girl in his arms, then at Du Hui. Du Hui received the message and picked up Song Zhixing directly.

She was so drunk that she seemed to vaguely know that the person holding her was not Tang Yu, so she struggled uncomfortably for several times. Because of those few struggles, the necklace she had been hanging around her neck was accidentally hooked on Du Hui's tie clip. Without either of them noticing, it broke and fell to the ground.

"Hey, Xingxing, your thing..." Before Yalin could say the word 'dropped', a big hand had already picked up the small thing from the ground.

Tang Yu held the necklace, gently stroking it with his thumb, and looked at her again, his eyes getting darker and darker.

He thought that with her temperament, she would have thrown away the necklace long ago. Since three years ago, the GPS on his mobile phone has not been turned on.

"Second Master, I will take you out." Mr. Wang gestured politely. Tang Yu silently put the cherry blossom necklace into his pocket and walked out. A group of people gathered behind him.

"Second Master, look at this cooperation..." At the door of the hotel, Mr. Wang mentioned this matter again.

"If there is any news, I will contact you." Tang Yu did not let go. His expression was as serious as ever, which made Mr. Wang still unclear about his intentions. But he didn't dare to say anything more. The driver drove over, and he quickly stepped forward and opened the door for Mr. Tang.

After watching Tang Yu leave, Mr. Wang and his party slowly straightened up. Yalin asked: "Mr. Wang, do you think this cooperation will be successful?"

"Whether this is a drama or not, I can't tell. We still have to watch Song Zhixing."

"Song Zhixing?" Yalin was confused, "Speaking of which, what is the relationship between Song Zhixing and the second master? They obviously know each other."

"Um.

Mr. Wang nodded, with a bit of a businessman's shrewdness in his eyes, "I think it's much more than just acquaintance." "

Last time in Lingfeng City, when he saw Tang Yu out of the banquet, he saw Song Zhixing actually getting into Tang Yu's car. Who would have thought that this little girl would actually submit her resume to him? He originally wanted to give it a try and take a gamble, but it turned out that there was a surprise.

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Song Zhixing drank a lot of wine and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, I felt a splitting headache and a dry throat. She wanted to get up and look for water, but when she moved, her right leg hurt so much that she turned pale.

What's going on?

She reluctantly sat up and lifted the quilt to see that her ankles were swollen. She tried hard to recall, but she only remembered that she and Tang Yu drank a few glasses of wine last night and choked on a few words. But what happened in the end and how she came back to this room, she had no memory at all. .

Song Zhixing sighed, looked at his feet, and muttered: "I will never drink randomly again."

She slid down from the bed dejectedly and walked cautiously to the bathroom. Every step was painful. She was still wearing the skirt from last night, which was really in the way.

She still smelled of alcohol, which was awful. She endured the pain, took off her clothes, and stood under the shower head to take a shower. Closing his eyes, he unconsciously recalled Tang Yu's questioning and accusations against him last night.

What did he say about her last night? Low level. Yes, it is low-level.

She pouted. All her experience in Song Zhixing came from Tang Yu, but in the end she was scolded by him as a low-level person. She really wanted to yell back at him.

She thought casually and subconsciously touched her neck. empty!

I couldn't believe it, so I touched it again and again. Finally, I turned off the shower head, jumped out of the shower with bare feet and looked in the mirror. There was mist on the mirror, making it difficult to see clearly. She wiped the mist away with a towel, revealing her smooth neck, which made her blink.

The necklace is missing!

Where did you go? When did it fall?

She tried hard to remember what happened last night, but she just couldn't remember. Ignoring that her hair was still wet, she grabbed the bathrobe and wrapped it around herself, jumped into the bedroom, and lifted the quilt off the bed. She also threw pillows all over the floor. The desk was also in a mess.

But, no! Can't find it anywhere!

Song Zhixing changed his clothes and prepared to go to the club to ask - he must have been drunk yesterday and didn't pay attention. Maybe it was left in the box.

When he opened the door and was about to go out, he almost bumped into someone. When Song Zhixing looked up, he saw his boss standing at his door. She apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang. Didn't I bump into you?"

"No. Are you going out?"

"Yeah." Song Zhixing nodded, "I... left something behind and wanted to go look for it."

"Are you looking for the necklace you usually wear?"

"You know?" Song Zhixing was surprised, "Are you here?"

"What's wrong with your legs?" Mr. Wang didn't answer. Looking down, he saw her half-dangling legs. Song Zhixing was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I was drunk last night. This leg... I actually don't know how I did it."

"Then don't stand like this. Let's go downstairs and find a place to sit and chat. After chatting, you can go to the hospital and have a good look at your leg."

"Okay." Song Zhixing nodded. In front of the boss, in order to maintain her image, she reluctantly put her feet down and walked, pretending to be as relaxed as possible. As a result, when I arrived at the coffee shop on the first floor, my entire face turned pale from the pain. What on earth did you experience last night? Why did you get yourself into such a mess?

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Song Zhixing had been thinking about his necklace. As soon as he sat down in the cafe downstairs, he asked: "Mr. Wang, do you have my necklace?"

"It's not at my place." Mr. Wang ordered the order skillfully and closed the door, "It's at Mr. Tang's place."

"Um?"

Mr. Wang nodded in confirmation, "When Mr. Du sent you back to your room last night, the necklace fell on the ground and was picked up by the second master."

"You mean... it was Du Hui who sent me back to my room?"

"Yes. Mr. Tang specially asked Mr. Du to send you back. I think that Mr. Tang treats you... very differently." When Mr. Wang said the last sentence, there was a little more meaning in his eyes.