The green camphor tree has a deep view

Chapter 160: The Inexperienced and Stubborn Fool

"He and I are not from the same world, so there can't be a good outcome. If it were you, would you take this so-called relationship seriously?" Wen Qing asked back.

Xing Lu was a little surprised at her frankness. She looked at her with eyes slightly widened and said, "Then I will definitely manage it. Rich people have so many resources. If they don't use them for me, they will give them to others. Since I didn't steal them, why shouldn't I make good use of them?"

Wen Qing shook her head: "His resources are not something I can use. Instead, I am his dish and will be eaten up by him. I can only pray that he eats me as soon as possible, gets tired of me and lets me go as soon as possible."

Xing Lu sighed: "You actually think so...Does Mr. Song know?"

"He doesn't care what I think. As long as he needs me, I will appear in front of him and let him arrange it." Wen Qing raised a cold smile, "The relationship between him and me is that of eater and eater. It's normal that there is no communication. Would a person who eats chicken nuggets communicate with a chicken? Yes, I am that chicken."

"You're thinking too much." Xing Lu looked at her with a bit of heartache and said, "I went to the hotel to see you yesterday, and I saw that Mr. Song was very nervous about you. He kept watching over you and was very concerned about your next step of conditioning and treatment. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked me to come here."

Wen Qing curled her lips and didn't respond to the question. Instead, she asked something else: "Sister Lu, did you know Song Jingshen before?"

"I don't know him. I've only heard of his name. After all, he's the most promising successor to the Song family in Jiangcheng. Who wouldn't know him?" Xing Lu shrugged habitually, walked back to the living room from the balcony, turned around and sat on the sofa.

The sofa had been in disrepair for a long time, the sponge had long been dry and hard, and the springs under the sponge cushion were sticking out, making it uncomfortable to sit on. However, Xing Lu didn't mind and sat in a comfortable posture, continuing to talk.

"I knew Brother Ge earlier, and I heard a lot about President Song from him. Later, I got a boyfriend who happened to be also a rich man, and was barely in the same circle as the Song family. He told me a lot of gossip about the wealthy Song family," said Xing Lu.

"Is that so?" Wen Qing responded. When she heard the electric kettle in the kitchen start to ring, she went to the kitchen and took out two glass cups that came with the purchase of the appliance. She scalded each of them with boiling water, then took the cups and the kettle to the coffee table in the living room and placed them there, then filled the cups with boiling water.

"I'm sorry, there's no water dispenser at home, so you'll have to let it cool down for a while before drinking." Wen Qing said apologetically, then turned back to the kitchen to look for snacks. She only found half a bag of opened chacha melon seeds, which she smelled and tasted a bit rancid.

"Don't bother, I'll take you to the supermarket to do some shopping later." Xing Lu leaned against the kitchen door and said with a smile, "By the way, we can go to the furniture store to replace the sofa and buy a water dispenser. We'll pay for it on Mr. Song's account, and he'll definitely be happy with it."

Wen Qing pursed her lips and smiled, without commenting, and turned to Xing Lu and said, "I'm going to the supermarket downstairs to buy some vegetables. What do you want for dinner? I'll cook it for you and let you taste my cooking skills."

"You really aren't going to buy furniture or appliances?" Xing Lu asked tentatively, "Are you still saving money for Mr. Song?"

"This is not my home alone. If I want to change the furniture and appliances at home, I have to inform my family." Wen Qing said seriously, "My family doesn't know about my relationship with Song Jingshen, and I don't want them to know. Even if I really buy furniture and appliances, I will only spend my family's money, and it has nothing to do with Song Jingshen."

Xing Lu looked at her, amazed: "So what do you want? Just sleep with him like this, without asking for anything? I advise you not to be so noble, or you will regret it one day."

"Sister Lu, are you really here to help me recuperate?" Wen Qing looked at her with clear eyes. "I'm not a model of morality, but I don't like to make this kind of worthless money."

"Okay, I shouldn't have said so much. It's my fault." Xing Lu raised her hands to her chest, surrendering. "I kind of understand why Song Jingshen likes you. It's really rare to find a woman as pure as you."

"Just treat me as a stubborn fool who has never seen the world." Wen Qing tilted her head and smiled, then stood up, walked around Xing Lu, and walked straight to the entrance. She held onto the shoe cabinet and changed her shoes. "Come with me to the supermarket to buy supplies. Let's buy all the vegetables, meat, fruits, and seasonings this time. Then you don't have to go out for the rest of the time."

"Why, you want to stay at home and stay in seclusion?" Xing Lu rolled her eyes, walked over obediently, took off her cotton slippers, changed back into Ferragamo, and suddenly realized that she had become the one being dominated, "Are you sure you want me to accompany you?"

"Of course," Wen Qing changed her shoes, took out a small handbag from her backpack, stuffed her phone and wallet into it, and waited at the door with the bag in hand. "Otherwise, it would be so rude to leave you alone waiting at my house."

"You have a good reason." Xing Lu put on her shoes and then realized that her bag was thrown on the sofa. She immediately turned around to get it. "I won't change my shoes this time. I can't afford to delay you from going out shopping."

Wen Qing couldn't help but chuckled: "Sister Lu, don't be like this. In the next period of time, I will cook you a big meal every day and will never let you down for helping me this time."

"That's not necessary. I still need to manage my body." Xing Lu returned to the shoe cabinet with her bucket bag, pouted at the maroon cotton slippers she had taken off, and said, "I want to change to a pair of Morandi gray ones."

"No problem, I'll satisfy you as a reward for helping me regulate my body and mind." Wen Qing said with a smile.

Xing Lu thought for a while and said, "Forget it, let's put it this way. I'll buy the slippers myself, and Mr. Song will pay for the consultation. As long as you cooperate with me and cheat Mr. Song out of his money, you'll be doing me a big favor."

"Okay, I'll be obedient." Wen Qing said.

In the current situation, it would be in the best interests of everyone if she cooperated obediently. As for separating herself from Song Jingshen, she would have to wait until later.

Soon, the two girls dressed neatly, went out one after another, went down the stairs, and went to the small square to look for a car.

There were no garages in the old community and parking spaces were extremely tight. Xing Lu had average parking skills and was a newcomer, so she had no confidence in competing with the local residents for a parking space. She had to park her car next to a relatively spacious small square. This blocked half of the road for the old ladies to enter and exit the small square, attracting frequent glances from passers-by.

"Sorry, sorry, I'll move the car right away." Xing Lu nodded and bowed to the passers-by, while she quickly unlocked the car and moved it out of its original place.

The people in the northern city generally spread the legend that the people in the fourth factory were tough. Xing Lu had heard about it before, so he naturally did not dare to be negligent. Imagining the consequences of moving the car a step later, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"It's okay, Sister Lu. I'm from Factory 4. They won't do anything to you." Seeing her pale face, Wen Qing couldn't help but explain, "Factory 4 didn't have this atmosphere before. It was only later that things got bad because of poor performance."