With that, Xu Jiamu placed his hands on the armrests of the chair, trapping Song Xiangsi in his embrace. He lowered his head slightly and stared into her eyes. "Xiangsi, can you not be like this? Let's talk for a while, okay?"
In the past, when had Xu Jiamu ever spoken to Song Xiangsi in such a tone?
In the past, whenever Song Xiangsi acted high and mighty, Xu Jiamu would only become even more arrogant and furious.
But now, he was actually using this kind of tone to talk to her.
What exactly did he mean... Could it be that he wanted to...
At that thought, Song Xiangsi couldn't help but mock him from the bottom of her heart. Why was he always so stubborn?
In the beginning, she had been soft-hearted towards him time and time again, but in return, he broke off the engagement and got engaged to someone else.
It was because she had hoped for it too many times that in the end, she felt so hopeless.
So, please, Song Xiangsi, don't be so useless. This time, you came back not to start over with Xu Jiamu, but for your father. Once he gets better, you have to go back to America. Your life is good now, even though it makes you sad to think of him, it's peaceful. Don't let yourself be hurt again and again...
Song Xiangsi clenched her fists tightly, then curved her lips at Xu Jiamu. She smiled nonchalantly. "Mr. Xu, what do you mean? Do you want to make a comeback? If I remember correctly, three years ago, you were the one who personally told me that we no longer had anything to do with each other!
"So, Mr. Xu, I think there's really nothing to talk about between us. After all, I'm no one to you, and you're no longer anyone to me."
Xu Jiamu gripped the armrests tightly. His knuckles were protruding, and a layer of pale green appeared on them.
"Oh, that's not right." Song Xiangsi acted as though she hadn't noticed the man's strange expression. She chuckled again and said, "Three years ago, I wasn't anyone to you and you weren't anyone to me either. Between us, it was just a transaction. Money and goods were settled, we didn't owe each other anything."
"In your heart, was that what you always thought?" Xu Jiamu held his breath, and asked word by word.
"What else?" Song Xiangsi asked absentmindedly. She raised her head and looked into Xu Jiamu's eyes. "If not, why would I abort your child..."
Before she could finish, Xu Jiamu abruptly turned his head away. His breathing became hurried, and his face was filled with hostility.
Just when Song Xiangsi thought he would fly into a rage like he did three years ago, he suddenly let go of the armrest and took a step back. Then he turned around and stared out the window. In a flat tone of voice, he said, "Leave. As for the contract, let your manager discuss it."
Song Xiangsi sat on the chair for a while with a cold expression on her face. Then, without a word, she stood up, grabbed her bag, and walked out of the room.
Xu Jiamu stood on the spot, not moving an inch. Only when she closed the door did his body tremble slightly.
Very quickly, the door was pushed open again and Song Xiangsi's manager's voice was heard. "Chief Xu, about the contract..."
"I'll arrange for someone to send the contract over later." Xu Jiamu didn't wait for her to finish and threw out this sentence.
"Alright," replied Song Xiangsi's manager. "Then Chief Xu, goodbye."
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