One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-Six It's over, Don't Be Greedy (Part 3)

"Second Master? Second Master!" Du Hui saw that he was distracted, and called him twice before he came back to his senses. Du Hui didn't see Song Zhixing, but felt that his face was not right, so he asked: "Are you okay?"

"Let Allen come in." Tang Yu whispered to Du Hui. Allen was the one who just helped Song Zhixing into the lounge.

Du Hui nodded and went to the secretary's office. Soon, the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and Allen walked in lightly, squatted slightly and whispered a few words in Tang Yu's ear. After listening, his expression became gloomy, and he waved his hand to signal Allen to go out.

"When did Lao Liu say he would come to see me yesterday?" Tang Yu suddenly asked Du Hui.

"Sixth Master said he would come to the company to see you this afternoon, but didn't you refuse to see him? I told him that your schedule was full today and he couldn't spare the time."

"You asked him to come now, and he didn't have to come after this time."

Du Hui was confused. Second Master had always refused to see Sixth Master before, why did he suddenly change his mind today? Du Hui, full of questions, took the phone and went out to inform the Sixth Master.

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Song Zhixing had been waiting in the conference room. She was a little worried that Tang Yu would not want to see her after the meeting, so she would jump to the door of the conference room and look around at any time.

After waiting for more than an hour, the meeting was finally over. As soon as the door of the conference room opened, Song Zhixing jumped on one leg to the door of Tang Yu's office and waited. When Du Hui saw her, he was so surprised that he could put an egg in his mouth, "Miss, when did you come?"

"I've been here for a while." Song Zhixing replied to Du Hui, but her eyes were on Tang Yu.

"What's your pose?" Du Hui saw her standing on one leg on the ground.

"...Maybe I was drunk last night and twisted my foot."

Du Hui was stunned, and suddenly seemed to have figured it out. No wonder the Second Master suddenly changed his mind and asked the Sixth Master to come here now. I'm afraid it's not to see the Sixth Master, but to see the Second Miss's injury, right?

"You two, if you want to talk, go to the next room." Tang Yu interrupted them with a cold voice, and glanced at Song Zhixing with a calm look, "Make way."

"...Oh." Song Zhixing moved her body with some loneliness and difficulty, letting the door handle. Tang Yu pushed the door open and went in. Without waiting for him to invite her, she jumped on one leg and followed him in.

Du Hui was so curious, but,

he didn't dare to follow him in. He just leaned out and looked around, and finally, the door was closed from the inside by Song Zhixing, and he couldn't see anything.

In the huge office, there were only Tang Yu and Song Zhixing.

Tang Yu was still as cold as ever, and didn't even look at her. He just sat behind the desk and worked on the computer. It seemed that she was just air opposite him, and he didn't mean to pay attention to her at all.

Song Zhixing was a little embarrassed. Looking around, she saw a box of cigarettes on his desk. There were several cigarette butts in the ashtray next to him.

Tang Yu subconsciously touched the cigarette next to him, but suddenly remembered something, frowned again, put the cigarette down, and didn't touch it again.

Song Zhixing didn't notice his little action, just coughed awkwardly. Carefully said: "I heard from Mr. Wang... my necklace seems to be in your hand."

Tang Yu didn't respond to her, but just looked up at her lightly.

Just a look, Song Zhixing's heartbeat quickened a little. She tried to calm herself down, jumped in front of his desk on one leg, and supported the table with both hands, "Can you give it back to me?"

"No."

Song Zhixing bit her lip, "Why?"

"If I remember correctly, this necklace is mine." Tang Yu replied calmly.

Song Zhixing couldn't agree with him, "You gave it to me a long time ago, and I owned it three years ago."

"Really?" Tang Yu closed his notebook and leaned back slightly in the big chair, "But, three years later, you don't want it anymore."

"When did I not want it? I have been wearing it all these years and never took it off."

"Why are you still wearing it?" Tang Yu asked suddenly.

Song Zhixing was startled by his question. His eyes were so deep and heavy, as if they were going to penetrate her heart directly. Song Zhixing stared at him steadily, her nose sour. She tightened her hands on the desk slightly, and pursed her dry lips, "You have always told me... that I should never take it off."

"..." Tang Yu was silent, without saying a word, his eyes still on her face.

She felt very uncomfortable being looked at, and spread her hands to him, with a little request in her voice, "Give it back to me, I'm used to wearing it, I can't sleep without it."

"Song Zhixing, we are over." Every word of Tang Yu was loud and clear. Such a cruel and realistic reminder came without warning, which made her heart ache and she felt at a loss.

She stood there in a daze, looking at Tang Yu from top to bottom, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond. Facing his cold eyes without any ripples, her eyes were a little red.

"Second brother." At this moment, the office door was pushed open, and a familiar voice sounded.

Song Zhixing took a deep breath, and almost immediately the mist in her eyes disappeared. She turned her head subconsciously and saw Tang Song coming in from outside.

"Sixth uncle." She greeted calmly.

Tang Song's surprised expression when he saw her was no less than the expressions of the group of people in the secretary's office when they saw her.

She was a little embarrassed by being stared at. But Tang Yu said: "Sit down."

There was only one chair in front of his desk, so Song Zhixing had to stand aside by the edge of the table.

"You two..." Tang Song looked at Tang Yu, then at Song Zhixing, and gestured between them.

Song Zhixing was about to say something, but Tang Yu had already said, "It's impossible for her and I to be together."

Tang Song: "..."

Song Zhixing's fingers on the edge of the table froze. He was trying his best to clarify the relationship between them, and she could hear it. This sentence was said to Tang Song, and also to herself, and she could hear it even more.

At this moment, she should leave, but she finally had a reason to come here, and finally stood in front of him. Her feet seemed to have taken root, and she was unwilling to leave like this.

"Aren't you going to bring me photos? Where are the photos?" Tang Yu asked Tang Song.

Tang Song looked at Song Zhixing for a while, a little hesitant.

"If you don't want to talk about this, then leave, and don't talk to me about this again in the future." Tang Yu seemed impatient.

"Talk! Talk! We must talk!" Tang Song took out an envelope and poured out dozens of photos from it. "I'm telling you, you have to pick one from this group of people, you have to meet one, and you have to get married this year!"

Tang Song was helpless. She and Liang Yan's child is two years old, but she still refuses to marry him. Every time she uses her second brother as a shield. She says that her second brother hasn't married yet, so it's not his turn yet.

As a result, he had no choice but to be the matchmaker. Fortunately, everyone in the family supports his work and gives her a lot of first-hand information about outstanding women.

[Some people say that they can't understand what Erye is thinking, and everyone's analysis on Weibo is very reasonable. Can anyone analyze what Erye is thinking now? 】