The green camphor tree has a deep view

Chapter 100 Your Girlfriend is So Lucky

Wen Qing was brought back to reality by his mocking words. She felt empty inside, with a hint of bitterness.

She said absentmindedly, "Yes, I have bad vision and bad luck. You'd better stay away from me and don't be disturbed by my bad luck."

Song Jingshen frowned and looked at her. Seeing that her eyes were blank and she looked distraught, he felt annoyed.

"You really like him?"

"He's a student's parent, so it's not appropriate." Wen Qing walked around him and headed out the stairs. "I'm... not qualified to talk about love right now."

"Why don't you have the qualifications? You are with me just to talk about love, right?" Song Jingshen followed her and put his arm around her shoulders, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

"That's to have fun with you." Wen Qing stopped and said word by word, "To you, I am nothing. Please don't use the word love carelessly."

Song Jingshen lowered his eyes and stared at the top of her head, feeling as if his breath was stuck in his chest, neither going up nor down.

They had slept together and had been to the secret base, but she still didn't accept him. Even though she was as soft as water in his bed and let him rub her, in her heart, she had drawn a line between him and her that could not be crossed.

"...Okay!" He swallowed his breath and said coldly, "No matter what, just follow me obediently, and I won't treat you unfairly."

Wen Qing hummed softly, then obediently sat in his passenger seat and fastened her seat belt.

"Can I go change my phone?" she asked.

"Eat first." Song Jingshen got into the driver's seat and started the car. "After eating, take medicine, have a physical examination, and finally change your phone."

"Then give me your phone. I need to confirm the tutoring time with Zou Yinyin."

"It's in your pocket, take it yourself." Song Jingshen looked straight ahead, concentrating on the road.

Wen Qing plucked up her courage and reached into the right pocket of his coat. Fortunately, it went smoothly this time and she reached it right away.

She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly unlocked the phone with her fingerprint. The screen lit up, but she was stunned.

The phone interface was completely changed. At the top was her photo album, and even the desktop wallpaper was changed to her daily life photos.

"You cracked the password of my phone?" she asked in disbelief.

"I used your fingerprint while you were sleeping," he said calmly.

"Violation of privacy is illegal, how could you..."

"What privacy do you have in front of me?" Song Jingshen glanced at her with a cold and arrogant look. "Your body? Your bank account? Or those few Moments?"

"But you can rest assured that I will not copy your information, let alone tell anyone else. You are mine, so I will naturally check everything thoroughly before I can rest assured."

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then asked calmly, "Are you relieved now?"

Song Jingshen smiled faintly: "I can only say that it has basically passed. At present, it seems that there will be no big waves."

Wen Qing took a breath and continued to ask: "So, you took me to the secret base because you trusted me?"

Song Jingshen paused for a moment and said quietly, "Miss Wen, some things are best kept in mind. It would be meaningless if you say them all out loud."

The car drove to a familiar alley. Wen Qing looked up and felt even more nervous.

This is where we had dinner last time, the restaurant opened by Fang Ziming.

Why did he bring her here again? Did he suspect Fang Fang Ziming?

Song Jingshen opened the car door and saw that she was still sitting there in a daze. He walked forward, hugged her slender waist, and carried her out of the car without saying anything.

"I can walk." Wen Qing struggled to stand up straight, with her waist still in his hands. Such a close posture made her very uncomfortable.

Seeing her blushing face, Song Jingshen smiled, let go of her waist, took her hand, and walked towards Fang Ziming's shop.

"Do you like it here?" Wen Qing asked softly.

"You don't like it?" Song Jingshen asked back, "Aren't you afraid of seeing people when you go to crowded places?"

"There are quite a few people here, and many of them know you." Wen Qing said, "It's safest to order takeout."

"You worked so hard to sleep with me, and after that you just ordered takeout? This is not my way of entertaining guests."

Song Jingshen led her into the store, followed the quaint corridor, and entered the private room where they had dined last time.

The waiter at the door of the private room saw them and greeted them with a happy face: "Mr. Song, are you bringing your girlfriend to dinner again?"

"Yeah." Song Jingshen responded with a smile, "Your boss Fang is not here?"

"Mr. Fang is meeting someone in the lobby. Do you need me to notify him?" the waiter asked attentively. "He will definitely take time to come and accompany you when he knows you are coming."

"No need." Song Jingshen waved his hand and took Wen Qing into the house to sit down.

For some reason, he didn't want to expose this relationship too much, especially in front of acquaintances.

Wen Qing is thin-skinned. After accompanying him to meet many acquaintances, there is no guarantee that she will not be dissatisfied with him and become estranged from him.

Once a woman feels uncomfortable, she will naturally not be able to let go in bed. Besides, she is inexperienced to begin with and needs him to coax and teach her everything, which has almost exhausted his patience. Naturally, he doesn't want to make her even more embarrassed.

Hearing that Fang Ziming was not there, Wen Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Song Jingshen saw her look of relief, which prompted him to ask:

"Are you afraid of Fang Ziming?"

"No." She denied subconsciously, inadvertently revealing the panic in her eyes. She wanted to say something else, opened her mouth, and finally chose to remain silent.

After all, I'm still a student.

In his eyes, she was almost transparent, and no secrets could be hidden at all.

Song Jingshen looked at her for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and held her hand on the table: “If you are not afraid, why are your hands so cold?”

Wen Qing was held by him obediently and said softly, "It will be fine in a while."

He liked her gentle and obedient appearance, so she cooperated with him and turned her gentleness into her protective color.

The man was very impressed by this and quickly called the waiter, saying, "Raise the room temperature so that you don't catch a cold."

The waiter responded with a smile and flattered, "Mr. Song is really caring. Your girlfriend is so lucky."

"I'm not..." Wen Qing said halfway and swallowed it back.

Here, real or fake names don’t matter. Without him, she would never come here alone.

What's the point of calling someone a girlfriend, whether acknowledged or denied?

Instead, it is more important to obey his wishes.

She pursed her lips and remained silent, allowing the waiter to compliment her by calling her "girlfriend".

"Mr. Song, what kind of dishes does your girlfriend like? We have recently launched several creative dishes designed specifically for young girls, but we haven't had time to print them on the menu yet. Please ask your girlfriend to taste them and give you valuable suggestions later."

Seeing Song Jingshen nodded in agreement, the waiter happily left the box and hurried to the kitchen.

Mr. Song was indeed very capable. With a wave of his hand, he ordered all those creative dishes. His commission for tonight was secured again!

But the pretty girl he brought with him seemed to be troubled by something. She did not have the boldness and carefreeness of someone in love at all. Instead, she looked like she was forced into a helpless situation.

The waiter couldn't help but sigh: It's not easy to be the girlfriend of a living ancestor like Song Jingshen.

At least the girl looked nervous and under a lot of pressure. It was more like endurance than enjoying it.

Thinking of this, the waiter shook his head fiercely.

What does the rich have to do with her? Catching the sponsor and making more money is the most important thing.

With this in mind, she quickly walked into the kitchen and personally supervised the preparation of the innovative dishes to ensure that everything went well.