After the waiter left, the private room quieted down.
Everyone present knew that although Song Yuan and Ji Junpei were not a couple, their relationship was a little ambiguous. Now that Ji Junpei had returned to China to treat them to a meal, he wanted to reminisce about the past, and he also wanted to be with Song Yuan. They were all well aware of this, but they did not expect that someone would come out of nowhere and pay for them. Moreover, it was under Song Yuan's name. It was obvious that their relationship was not ordinary.
Song Yuan took the initiative to break the silence. "Um, are you guys going to sing later? I won't be going. I still have something to do at home. "
Everyone present, including Ji Junpei, could tell that Song Yuan was indeed absent-minded today.
It was not their style to force her to sing with them. Everyone was quite easy to talk to. If Song Yuan did not want to go, they would not force her.
It was Ji Junpei who took the initiative to say, "Then I'll send you home."
Song Yuan was really annoyed. Of course, she was not annoyed by Ji Junpei, but by this complicated relationship.
"No need. I drove here myself." Song Yuan thought for a while and said, "You guys go ahead and have fun. There are still people waiting for me at home."
She did not dare to lie to them and say that he was her boyfriend. One of the seniors was the most cheerful. If she were to call her boyfriend to sing with them, who would she call?
When he heard that Song Yuan had driven here, Ji Junpei did not have an excuse to send her home. After all, although he had a driver's license, he did not have the time or opportunity to touch a car when he was abroad. He had not even driven on the road and could not even be considered a dabbler. Was he supposed to drive her home? He felt that it was dangerous.
Song Yuan arrived at the parking lot. As she walked towards the parking lot, she called Yung Heng.
She guessed that he was the one who had paid the bill. It was reasonable for her to call and ask.
However, the other end picked up very quickly. His voice was as gentle as ever. "Hello, Miss Song."
"Are you the one who paid the bill for us today?" Song Yuan asked directly.
"Yes. I'm here to have dinner with a client, and I happened to see you go in. I thought you must be having dinner with a friend, so I remembered the room number and paid for your bill. "
For a friend that they had just met, this action was really too enthusiastic.
Of course, Song Yuan was embarrassed. "How is that appropriate? It's not good for you to foot the bill for us."
Whose money wasn't money? It didn't grow on trees.
Yung Heng paused and asked her, "Are you still around here? Is there anything else? "
Song Yuan knew that he wouldn't ask her this question for no reason. She thought for a moment and asked him back, "You're still here? My friends are going to sing, but I don't really want to go. I'm just about to drive home. "
"If it's convenient for you, can you give me a ride?"
"Are you really still here? That's great. I haven't left yet. I'm in the parking lot. "
"Alright, I'll go find you."
"Alright, I'll wait for you at the exit of the parking lot."
Song Yuan wasn't a slow-witted person, but she didn't think that Yung Heng had any feelings for her. After all, the two of them had always been friends, and he knew about her situation. In short, the possibility of him being interested in her wasn't high.
He should be the kind of person who would be warm-hearted to his friends and even strangers.
The few times they had taken the bus together, he would take the initiative to give up his seat for the elderly and patiently answer the children's questions. When he saw someone in need, he would always be the first to step forward.
Although people in modern society were becoming more and more indifferent, Song Yuan believed that there were still many good people in this world, and he was one of them.
Yung Heng arrived quickly. He opened the car door and sat in the front passenger seat. He was wearing a black coat today and looked very energetic.
"Sorry to trouble you." Yung Heng looked helpless. "It's really hard to get a taxi here. Fortunately, you're still here."
"What a coincidence." Song Yuan started the car and paid attention to the road. "By the way, how much is it? I'll transfer it to you."
"No need." Yung Heng shook his head. "I'm just offering something at the expense of others. This time, a business partner invited us to a meal, and he was very enthusiastic. When he heard that I had a friend eating here, he said that he would help pay the bill."
"That's not appropriate, is it?" Song Yuan still insisted on transferring the money to him.
"It's really not necessary. Why don't you treat me to a meal next time?" Yung Heng said with a smile. "Bring your son too."
If Rong Heng hadn't said that last sentence, Song Yuan wouldn't have been able to stop her imagination from running wild. She would have imagined that he was wooing her, but when he asked her to bring the child along, she felt that she was imagining things.
Although Yung Heng said that it wasn't necessary, Song Yuan decided to transfer the money to him on WeChat when they got home.
The restaurant that Ji Junpei chose was considered a mid-range restaurant in the city. They ordered a lot of dishes today, and she estimated that it would cost at least a few thousand yuan.
"Okay."
"Are you having a class reunion today?" Yung Heng asked her.
"I guess so. We're all students from university clubs."
"That's good. It's good for students to get together and chat occasionally. " Yung Heng pretended to be casual and said, "Today, I first saw the friend who talked to you at the bus stop that day. At that time, I thought I was mistaken. I only confirmed it when I saw you later."
At the mention of Ji Junpei, Song Yuan was silent for a moment.
"What's wrong? You don't seem very happy. Did you not eat well? "
Song Yuan shook her head. It was only in front of Yung Heng that she could occasionally speak her mind, such as confessing her relationship with Rong Ting. Sometimes, people could open up more to strangers. She wasn't someone who could hold back her words. If it was in the past, she would have already told her good friend. But now, as soon as she started, her good friend would ask her, "Don't you have a good relationship with Ji Junpei? Don't you have a boyfriend? Why don't you give it a try?" She was speechless.
"No, that friend of mine … should be considered my … Well, the relationship between a friend and a boyfriend. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
She was focused on driving and didn't notice that Yung Heng had already restrained the smile on his face. Even his eyes had become gloomy.
"Well, I think I understand." His voice was still as gentle as ever.
"He's my senior in university. After we've known each other for a while, he went abroad to study. We haven't stopped contacting each other. I always thought that I would be together with him. But a lot of things happened in between. It has nothing to do with my son. I just feel that I don't like him anymore. I originally thought that he didn't like me that much. Of course, I still think so now. But he came back. I lied to him that I had a boyfriend, but he didn't seem to understand. He also seemed to know that I was lying to him. He's still the same as before. Anyway, it's a little troublesome. " Song Yuan said this and laughed again. She had always been good at comforting herself. "But it's nothing. Anyway, I'm going to Beijing soon. We probably won't be contacting each other in the future."
"I can only say that fate makes fools of people," Yung Heng commented. "At least he's not suitable for you."
"Maybe. After telling you, I feel much better. You know, although we haven't confirmed our relationship, we've been together like a couple for the past few years. He hasn't been in a relationship either. Others say that he came back for me, but I don't believe it, but … "
"Do you feel a little guilty?"
"Is that so? I guess so. "
Yung Heng couldn't help but laugh. "Your friend and I are both men, so I'll help you analyze it. Do you mind?"
"Ah, I don't mind, I don't mind. Go ahead."
"From a man's point of view, if I like someone, I can't tolerate someone else hanging around her. But if I'm overseas and it's really beyond my reach, then I can only declare my sovereignty. I'll definitely make it clear to her and think of a way to become her boyfriend instead of hanging around her as a friend for a few years. Miss Song, forgive me for being blunt. This friend of yours, he may like you, but he doesn't like you that much. "
Song Yuan thought so too, but no one had told her. When she suddenly heard this, she was suddenly enlightened. "You're right."
"So you don't have to feel guilty. I've never liked to speculate about others with malice, but I think that some men also have the mentality of shopping around when they're in a relationship. If they really like someone, they won't maintain this kind of relationship between friends and lovers for too long. "
"Mm, I understand."
Yung Heng said again, "I'm sorry, I don't think I should comment. After all, I don't know much about your relationship, and I don't know your friend's character. You don't have to take my words to heart. I drank a little today, so I'm a little talkative. I'm sorry."
"Of course not." Song Yuan smiled. "Isn't there a saying that the onlooker sees more clearly than the person involved? Sometimes, outsiders can see more clearly."
When Yung Heng heard this, he smiled faintly.
Just as they were about to reach Mian Xiu Garden, Song Yuan received a call from Song Haiping. He said that someone had sent a box of Dandong strawberries, but he had to catch a flight today, so he could only send the strawberries to the entrance of the neighborhood and let her take them herself.
"That's just right. I'll be at the entrance of the neighborhood in two or three minutes. Dad, what about you?"
"I'm on the street outside the neighborhood. Hurry up. "
Song Yuan drove over and stopped by the roadside. Before getting out of the car, she said to Yung Heng, "Mr. Xie, wait a moment. I'll go get something and send you to the hotel entrance later."
Yung Heng shook his head. "There's no need to go through so much trouble."
"That's it then." Song Yuan closed the car door. Song Haiping's car was parked in front of them.
She walked over, and Song Haiping also got out of the car and opened the trunk. "Someone else said that the strawberries are not bad. I thought that Rong Ting likes strawberries. Take them quickly. I have to catch a flight."
"Oh."
Song Haiping closed the trunk and casually glanced at Song Yuan's car. Song Yuan's car was covered with a film, so he couldn't see inside clearly. However, he could vaguely see that someone was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Is there someone in your car?" Song Haiping asked casually.
"Yes, a friend."
"I think it's a man." Song Haiping's curiosity was immediately piqued. He wanted to walk over to the car. "I'll go and take a look."
Song Yuan was anxious. She didn't even care about moving the box of strawberries. She grabbed Song Haiping and said, "Dad, what are you doing? That's my friend. Didn't you say that you have to catch a flight?"
"What kind of friend is that? I've never seen him before." Song Haiping was even more curious. Ever since he discovered the existence of Rong Ting, he was most worried about his daughter's future marriage. Now that it was already so late, he suspected that the man sitting in his daughter's car might be her boyfriend. That was reasonable, right? Even if he wasn't her boyfriend, he might be her future boyfriend. As her father, of course, he had to take a look.
"Dad, that's my friend. He's just an ordinary friend. You'll make it very awkward for him!"
Song Haiping said confidently, "What are you saying? Your friend is of course Dad's friend, right? Then how can I make it awkward if I go and see my daughter's friend? "
Just as the father and daughter were pulling each other around, the car door opened.
Yung Heng got out of the car. He was tall and straight, wearing a black coat. His white hair was particularly eye-catching, and he looked calm and imposing.
He walked up to Song Haiping and Song Yuan and greeted them politely, "Hello, uncle."
When Song Haiping saw his face clearly, he was stunned. "You, you, you …"
He had only seen him once at a dinner party. Although it had been a few years, he wasn't so old that his eyesight was blurred. This person, wasn't this the young master of the Xie family? quot;
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