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"Care about me?" Her voice was as ethereal as smoke, "If you really cared about me at all, when I was worried about you, when I was worried about Mrs. Xiao, why didn't you choose to tell me the truth? You were Are you afraid that I will reveal my flaws and be unable to cooperate with you in acting, or are you afraid that you have never thought about me at all?"
After coaxing her for so long, Song Chujiu was still so stubborn, which made Xiao Moqing feel a little unhappy and irritated.
Especially when he saw the despairing expression on the woman's face, he felt even more unhappy.
"Okay, Chujiu, I'll take you home to rest."
Song Chujiu shook off his hand coldly, "No, I can go back by myself."
The man's voice was low and calm, "You are emotionally unstable right now, I'm worried."
He held her hand and said, "It just so happens that I have nothing to do today, so I can accompany you. Do you want to go home or go shopping?"
Song Chujiu raised her head and looked at the man with disbelief in her eyes. She looked at him with a completely unfamiliar look.
She felt that the four words cold-blooded and ruthless were no longer enough to describe him.
At this time, he could still say such words so indifferently.
Song Chujiu shook off the man's hand, stood up from the sofa, and walked out towards the door.
Xiao Moqing frowned, looked at the woman's coldly leaving figure, stood up and grabbed her wrist.
"I'll take you back."
"No need, I can go back by myself."
"Stop losing your temper."
Hearing such words, Song Chujiu couldn't help but sneer.
"Xiao Moqing, haven't you known me for a day or two? Don't you understand some things that I have to say clearly?" She looked into Xiao Moqing's eyes and spoke coldly. "I don't want to see you now, so I don't need you to send me off. I'll go back alone. Do you understand?"
Xiao Moqing's eyes darkened, and his eyebrows sank slightly.
The two people looked at each other for a few seconds.
In the end, Xiao Moqing made a concession.
"I'll ask Jingze to take you back."
This is already the biggest bottom line for him to make concessions.
At this time, it was impossible for him to let her go back alone.
Song Chujiu didn¡¯t object anymore, brushed the man¡¯s hand away and walked out.
Xiao Moqing picked up the phone and said calmly: "Send Madam home."
When he walked out of Xiao's Building, Jingze's car was already waiting downstairs. Song Chujiu opened the door and sat in the back seat.
The afternoon sun was exceptionally bright and bright, but Song Chujiu did not feel the slightest warmth.
Jingze glanced at Song Chujiu in the rearview mirror.
She sat back in the back seat, closing her eyes slightly, with a look of extreme fatigue flowing between her brows, as if she was exhausted mentally and physically.
When the car stopped at the door of the villa, Song Chujiu seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed.
Jingze hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Miss Song, we're home."
Song Chujiu opened his eyes, nodded towards Jingze, and got out of the car.
When Jingze went back to recover, he found that Xiao Moqing was smoking.
¡° Xiao Moqing is a man who lives a moderate life and doesn¡¯t smoke or drink much.
Regardless of his status, no one dares to persuade him to drink.
It¡¯s just that the man at this moment is sitting on a chair in the office, holding a cigarette between his long and white fingertips.
The white mist curled up and made the man's deep and three-dimensional facial features somewhat blurry.
"Mr. Xiao, Miss Song has arrived home."
Xiao Mo said lightly "Hmm" and played with the lighter in his hand carelessly.
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