Chapter 43 043 He didn't take good care of her.

The crew of "Dream" moved to several locations. After four months of filming, it was basically completed in mid-June, with only a small amount of plot to be supplemented.

Several colleagues who went on a business trip with Tang Sijia have also ended their trips and are expected to return to Beijing on Friday.

Song He, the young master of the Song family, had finished his work as early as last month, but because he wanted to play outside for a while, he delayed his return until this Wednesday.

When Song Xiuren mentioned in WeChat that he wanted to welcome Song He together and celebrate his first business trip, Tang Sijia agreed without thinking too much.

That evening, Song Xiuren picked her up from work and said while driving: "I told Song He that we will go back together today."

Tang Sijia nodded without doubt.

Song Xiuren chuckled.

Tang Sijia looked at him puzzledly, and after turning back, she realized belatedly: she is now more than just Song He's friend.

This was the first time she went to meet Song Xiuren's family as his girlfriend.

At the beginning, Song He vowed that she was different from others and she didn't want to be his sister-in-law.

And now, she has actually become Song Xiuren's girlfriend.

Thinking of this, Tang Sijia couldn't help but feel uneasy.

As if seeing her uneasiness, Song Xiuren squeezed her hand gently when the light was red: "Don't worry, Song He will like you."

Tang Sijia pursed her lips: "But I still feel... a little nervous, what if Song He just likes me as a friend?"

Song Xiuren thought seriously.

Tang Sijia looked over in confusion.

Song Xiuren said seriously: "I'm wondering which welfare home takes in men who have just reached adulthood."

Tang Sijia was stunned. After realizing that he was joking, she couldn't help laughing, and the tension in her heart dissipated a lot.

The black Cayenne stopped at the entrance of the villa area.

Tang Sijia looked at the villa building in front of her. This was her fourth time here, and she was in a different mood every time she came.

Walking into the villa, Song He was sitting cross-legged on the sofa playing 3D Go. When he heard the door open, he looked over listlessly, then stood up from the carpet and said in surprise: "Sister, why are you here?"

Tang Sijia looked at Song Xiuren in confusion, asking him with her eyes, didn't he mention to Song He that she would come too?

Song Xiuren gave her a mysterious smile.

The next second, Song He ran to her side happily, like a poodle wagging its tail wildly: "Sister, I was planning to go to the company to find you today, but my brother insisted on taking me to see my sister-in-law, so I had to change it to tomorrow. I didn't expect you to show up today!"

As he spoke, Song He moved closer to her.

Before he could reach her, he was separated by a big hand from the side seemingly casually. Song Xiuren said lightly: "Just talk."

Song He was separated in disappointment. He finally turned his head to look at Song Xiuren, and then looked at the empty back of him: "Brother, didn't you want me to see my sister-in-law? Where is she?"

Song Xiuren glanced at Tang Sijia with blushing cheeks, and his eyes softened: "She's here."

"Where..." Song He was about to ask, but he reacted the next second, looked at Tang Sijia, then at Song Xiuren, his eyes quickly wandering between the two, and after a moment, he frowned, "I don't agree!"

Tang Sijia turned his head to look at Song Xiuren.

Compared with Song He's excitement, he was much calmer: "Yeah." Obviously he didn't care about his opinion.

Song He's reaction was even greater when he heard it, and he looked at him coldly with a frown: "Brother, you are treacherous! It was obviously my sister who knew me first..."

"I knew her three years ago." Song Xiuren said coldly.

Song He was stunned, blinked and looked at Tang Sijia.

Tang Sijia nodded.

Song He pursed his lips in guilt: "Okay, even if you met her first, you were not nice to her at first, and she came to see me! Now you have taken her for yourself!"

"No wonder you didn't let me marry her, it turned out to be you..."

"No matter what the relationship between Sijia and I is, I will treat you the same as usual." Song

Xiuren interrupted him again. Song He stopped talking and turned to look at Tang Sijia: "Will you take me with you when you have fun in the future?"

Tang Sijia nodded helplessly again.

Song He hesitated for a while: "...Okay, sister-in-law is sister-in-law," he said, walked up and took her hand, "Sister, let's go to Universal Studios together. Li Yi said that it's fun there. My brother never allowed me to go there because there were too many people there..."

Song Xiuren looked at Song He's hand, frowned, and wanted to say something.

Tang Sijia smiled at him.

Song Xiuren paused, shook his head after a moment, and said nothing more.

After dinner, Song Xiuren held Tang Sijia's hand as he sent her back home, and he didn't let go until he sent her downstairs.

"Song He doesn't understand the love between men and women at all, don't take it to heart." Tang Sijia laughed at him.

"Yeah." Song Xiuren responded lightly.

In fact, he himself didn't know why, as the two of them became more and more intimate, he felt unprecedented joy in his heart, but every time he was happy to a certain extent, he would breed a strange sense of crisis.

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After meeting Song He, Tang Sijia solved a worry and felt more relaxed.

During this period, Shi Chuan no longer stubbornly sent messages every day like before. Only occasionally on holidays would he send one or two to celebrate, and she would also politely reply.

It was exactly as she thought before: the so-called sister-brother relationship without blood relationship and too big a gap in status would slowly break.

Tang Sijia was very satisfied with her current state, and she felt that everything was gradually getting on the right track.

Whether it was work, love, or her own life.

On Friday, all the colleagues who were on business trips returned. In order to celebrate their return and to make up for the fact that Tang Sijia was too busy to celebrate her promotion, the people in the content center decided to have a dinner party tonight.

Tang Sijia readily agreed.

At 6:30 pm, in order to cater to the tastes of many people, several people booked a private room at a fusion restaurant near the company.

Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine were all arranged.

"Then, should we call Sijia Tang Supervisor from now on?" Li Yi, who loves the hustle and bustle the most, couldn't stay idle and looked at Tang Sijia and said poorly.

Tang Sijia faced the gazes of the crowd and blushed. She waved her hands and said, "From now on, everyone can just call me Sijia."

Several people laughed out loud.

That night, Tang Sijia was offered some wine by her colleagues. Perhaps because she was in a good mood, she did not refuse.

Everyone took a lot of group photos together with laughter and posted them on WeChat Moments. Colleagues from other departments also teased them why they were not invited.

Until his consciousness was slightly hazy, Tang Sijia did not drink too much. He quietly put down the wine glass and took the phone.

At this moment, she realized that half an hour ago, Song Xiuren asked her where they were having dinner. After replying with the location, Tang Sijia was about to log out of WeChat, and then she saw a new message in the Moments.

She clicked on it and saw the all-black avatar.

But this time he didn't like it, but left a comment: [Did you drink? ]

But soon, the comment was deleted and replaced by a new like.

Tang Sijia frowned and didn't take it to heart.

Until a few surprised low exclamations and teasing laughter sounded, Tang Sijia looked up in confusion and saw Song Xiuren standing at the door with a smile on his lips: "Sorry, I disturbed everyone."

As he spoke, he walked to her side.

"Why are you here?" Tang Sijia was surprised and surprised.

"My girlfriend posted a Moments with friends and wine, and she didn't reply to my message," Song Xiuren said faintly, "so I came to look for someone."

Sister Wang, who was close, laughed out loud.

Tang Sijia's ears were burning, and she said softly, "My phone is muted, I didn't notice it just now."

Song Xiuren looked at her red cheeks after drinking: "I don't mean to blame you, but..." He smiled, "I'm a little worried about you."

All the colleagues present were close to Tang Sijia. Everyone still remembered how she was in a state of disarray a few months ago. Now seeing her new boyfriend is so outstanding, they are naturally happy for her.

"Today is our Sijia's promotion celebration party. Sijia can't drink. Why don't you drink for her, Mr. Song, her boyfriend?"

Hearing this, Tang Sijia hurriedly said, "He drove here, so forget it."

Song Xiuren took out his mobile phone, sent a message to someone, and then smiled and said, "It's ok now."

A group of people cheered.

The dinner party didn't end until ten o'clock in the evening.

Tang Sijia was teased by her colleagues, and her cheeks were still hot until she walked out of the restaurant.

Song Xiuren held her hand and stood on the steps together. He had a good alcohol tolerance. He was toasted by his colleagues and blocked some for her. He still looked the same as usual.

At this time, he was answering the phone, which seemed to be from the driver.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xiuren said helplessly: "There was a serial rear-end collision on the main road in the east. The driver is still stuck in traffic. We may have to wait for a while."

Tang Sijia nodded seriously.

"Drunk?" Song Xiuren lowered his head and looked at her with a smile.

Tang Sijia nodded subconsciously, and then shook her head: "Actually, I didn't drink a lot."

Most of them were blocked by him.

She just... wanted to sleep after drinking.

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of night wind blew.

Beijing in June has entered summer, and the wind seems to be a bit warm.

Not far away, the black Rolls was parked quietly in the night.

The boy in the driver's seat looked at the man and woman at the door of the restaurant expressionlessly.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, the woman's consciousness became more and more hazy. The man's big hand gently wrapped around her waist and said something to her gently.

But her expression still looked very uncomfortable, her cheeks flushed with drunkenness, and her brows were slightly frowned.

He didn't take good care of her.

Shi Chuan pursed his lips tightly until the man held the woman in his arms. He gripped the steering wheel even harder and started the car and drove forward the next second.

After a short whistle, the car window slowly lowered, and the expressionless boy had already skillfully put on a smile on his face: "Sister, Mr. Song?"

Song Xiuren looked at Shi Chuan who appeared here in surprise: "Why is Mr. Shi here?"

"There was an accident on the main road, so we took a detour here," Shi Chuan looked at the woman in his arms, "If we are waiting for the driver, it may take another hour or two. Get in the car first, I'll take you there."

"No need..."

"Mr. Song," Shi Chuan interrupted him, his eyes swept across his hands holding Tang Sijia, and said with a smile, "As a boyfriend, shouldn't you be more concerned about whether your girlfriend is comfortable at this time?"

Song Xiuren paused slightly, looked down at the woman who was leaning obediently in his arms, and after seeing the sweat on her forehead, he was silent for a moment: "Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Shi." Shi

Chuan did not speak, just opened the car door, and watched through the rearview mirror as the man carried the woman horizontally, just like when he carried the drunk Tang Sijia back to the room.

The hand holding the steering wheel could not help but exert more and more force until the sound of the car door closing rang out. Shi Chuan came back to his senses, returned to normal, started the car, and drove towards the familiar neighborhood. The

air-conditioning temperature in the car was suitable. Song Xiuren wiped the sweat from the forehead of the person in his arms and sent a message to the driver. Then he noticed that Tang Sijia's brows were still tightly furrowed, and her eyelids kept trembling. She seemed to be particularly uncomfortable.

"Sijia?" Song Xiuren called her gently, trying to sober her up, "Sijia..."

"My sister likes to sleep after drinking. Don't disturb her." The boy's calm voice sounded in the driver's seat.

Song Xiuren raised his head.

Shi Chuan slightly lowered the air-conditioning temperature by two degrees, and opened the window of the back seat a little, just in time for the night breeze to rush in.

"The water in the refrigerator is new. It's not so cold now. You can feed it to her." Shi Chuan continued.

Song Xiuren pursed his lips tightly, looking at the water on the car refrigerator in the middle of the front seat. There were still some traces of melted water at the bottom, which looked like it had been taken out of the refrigerator a long time ago.

He took the water silently and fed it to the woman in his arms in small sips.

Not long after, the woman's frown gradually relaxed, and a strand of hair on her forehead was gently blown by the night breeze, quiet and beautiful.

Song Xiuren looked at the woman in his arms with a complicated expression, screwed the bottle cap for a long time, held it in his hand, and looked forward: "Thank you."

It was also at this time that he found that in the front row of the car, the black puppy doll was firmly fixed there, and he could see it by slightly lowering his eyes. It was

very familiar.

It was very similar to the white puppy that Shi Chuan asked him to bring to Tang Sijia on New Year's Eve.

As if noticing his attention, Shi Chuan followed his line of sight and took a look: "This is my sister's birthday gift for me. She learned to crochet for this. Later, I learned it and found that it was not simple at all." At this point, he curved a smile, "She said that this black puppy looks like me."

Song Xiuren's eyes became more obscure, and he said "hmm" and said nothing more.

Shi Chuan glanced at the doll and quickly retracted his gaze.

It was silent all the way, only the air pressure in the car was getting lower and lower.

When they were about to reach Tang Sijia's community, Shi Chuan took the initiative to speak: "You can wake up your sister, she needs to wake up."

"No need." Song Xiuren said concisely.

Shi Chuan frowned and glanced at the rearview mirror, just meeting Song Xiuren's gaze looking at him.

The car stopped at the gate of the community. Song Xiuren got out of the car first, opened the door wide, and gently held the woman in his arms: "Thank you, Mr. Shi, for sending us home." He said.

Then, holding the woman steadily, he strode into the community.

Shi Chuan was still sitting in the car, his hands on the steering wheel, motionless.

"We."

"Go home."

These words originally belonged to him and Tang Sijia.

And... he remembered that the first time he realized his desire for her was after she was drunk.

Shi Chuan's fingers trembled, and for a moment, he wanted to step forward, snatch Tang Sijia from Song Xiuren's arms, and take her back to their home.

But he couldn't.

Shi Chuan clenched his hands.

He finally got along with her normally, and she would reply to his messages now.

He had to endure and wait.

That night, Shi Chuan waited until Song Xiuren's driver arrived, waited until Song Xiuren came downstairs, and waited until Song Xiuren got in the car and left, before he left quietly.

He didn't let himself think about whether Song Xiuren had undergone some kind of emotional change during the nearly three hours he was upstairs, just like himself at the beginning;

he just treated it as if his impulse to rush upstairs again and again had never happened.