Rebirth, the domineering president's unbridled love

Chapter 328 Is there any bad guy here?



Chapter 328 Is there any bad guy here?

After thinking about this, Song Zhiwen immediately loosened his arms around Zhao Xinxin. He took two steps back in a panic, then quickly bent down and began to tidy up his messy pants. At the same time, he said, "I'll go open the door for her now, you hurry up and change your clothes."

Hearing this, Zhao Xinxin nodded with a red face like a frightened deer, and hurriedly picked up the clothes aside and prepared to change.

Song Zhiwen walked quickly to the door. Just as he put his hand on the door handle, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He turned his head sharply and reminded again: "Hurry up later. Don't let her stay here too long."

Zhao Xinxin bit her lower lip and nodded vigorously to show that she understood.

At this moment, the door was slowly pushed open. When Qiao Jingyu, who was standing outside the door, saw that the person who came to open the door was Song Zhiwen, she couldn't help but reveal a trace of surprise and curiosity on her face, and asked: "Huh? Uncle, didn't you go to work? Why are you at home?"

Facing Qiao Jingyu's question, Song Zhiwen immediately showed an amiable smile on his face, and replied softly: "Xinxin's mother is not in good health, and there is nothing important to deal with at the company today, so I came home to accompany her."

Hearing Song Zhiwen say this, Qiao Jingyu's eyes were full of envy, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Uncle, you are so good to Auntie!" Then, as if she suddenly realized something, her face slightly blushed, and she continued shyly: "Um...Uncle, my cell phone seems to have accidentally fallen in Xinxin's room."

"Is that so? It's okay. Come in quickly." Song Zhiwen said as he stepped aside to welcome Qiao Jingyu into the house. He pointed to the direction of Zhao Xinxin's room and said, "Xinxin is in the room right now. Go in and find her. Ask her to accompany you in your search."

"Thank you, uncle! I'm so sorry to bother you again." Qiao Jingyu bowed to Song Zhiwen apologetically and walked towards Zhao Xinxin's room.

When Song Zhiwen heard the words "disturbing you again", the smile on his face froze, "It's okay, go and look for it."

"Thank you, uncle." Qiao Jingyu raised her lips and showed a sweet smile. After nodding politely to express her gratitude, she walked briskly towards Zhao Xinxin's room. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhao Xinxin bending over and carefully arranging the bed sheets, with gentle and meticulous movements.

"Were you sleeping just now?" Qiao Jingyu asked curiously, her voice clear and pleasant.

Hearing Qiao Jingyu's question, Zhao Xinxin paused for a moment, but soon resumed tidying up the bed sheets she had just messed up, and replied softly, "Yeah."

Qiao Jingyu scratched her head a little embarrassedly, touching her slightly red ears with her hands, and then she looked around the bed like a kitten. She carefully moved the bedside table a little, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she shouted in surprise: "I found it, it really fell here!" It turned out that her mobile phone was lying there quietly.

Qiao Jingyu quickly picked up the phone and put it in her bag, muttering to herself, "There are a lot of customers' phone numbers stored in it. It will be a big trouble if it is lost." After that, she breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a big stone in her heart had finally fallen to the ground.

At this time, Zhao Xinxin had already tidied the bed sheets. She stood up, stood quietly beside the bed, and looked at Qiao Jingyu with gentle eyes.

"It's getting late. I have to go back, otherwise my father will be worried." Qiao Jingyu looked at the time and waved goodbye to Zhao Xinxin.

However, just as she turned around and prepared to leave, Zhao Xinxin suddenly called out to her, "Jingyu."

Qiao Jingyu stopped walking upon hearing the voice, turned to look at Zhao Xinxin in confusion, and asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything else?"

Zhao Xinxin's hands at her side had quietly clenched, her nails digging deep into her soft palms, causing a sharp and stinging sensation. However, she seemed to be completely unaware of it, and just stood there quietly, letting the pain continue to spread. Finally, after a few long seconds, she seemed to suddenly come to her senses, the strength in her hands gradually weakened, and her originally tense fingers slowly stretched out. Then, she gently shook her head and said in an almost calm tone, "It's okay."

After hearing Zhao Xinxin say that everything was fine, Qiao Jingyu turned around and left the room. She came to the living room. She saw Song Zhiwen sitting on the sofa leisurely, holding a cigarette in his hand and shaking off the ashes from time to time.

Qiao Jingyu took a deep breath, walked up to Song Zhiwen, and said softly, "Uncle, can I ask you to do me a small favor?"

Hearing this, Song Zhiwen raised his head and glanced at Qiao Jingyu, with a kind smile on his face, and replied: "Go ahead, kid, as long as it is something that your uncle can do, I will definitely help you."

After receiving a positive answer, Qiao Jingyu was slightly relieved, but she still couldn't hide a trace of embarrassment on her face. She lowered her head slightly and whispered, "It seems that it's not easy to get a taxi here, so... could you please give me a ride?" While speaking, she carefully observed the changes in Song Zhiwen's expression.

Sure enough, when Song Zhiwen heard this, his brows knitted slightly. But in just a moment, he regained his previous smile and readily agreed: "What's the trouble! Let's go, I'll take you there now." As he said that, he stood up, put out the cigarette in his hand, and walked out the door with Qiao Jingyu.

Song Zhiwen's car had just driven out of the community not far when a police car whizzed past.

Qiao Jingyu glanced at the police car, then turned around and asked Song Zhiwen innocently, "Uncle, a police car just passed by. Are there any bad guys here?"

Song Zhiwen said with a smile while driving, "There are no bad guys."

"That's good." Qiao Jingyu nodded and said nothing more, thinking about what happened after she left Zhao Xinxin's house.

Because Zhao Xinxin said nothing, Qiao Jingyu left her house angrily. She walked for a long time before she got a taxi. After getting in the car, she found that someone seemed to be following her. She deliberately asked the driver to take a detour, and the car following her also took the detour. After she arrived at the subway station, the person kept following her until she got in the car and then left.

Qiao Jingyu felt something was wrong, so she got off the subway at the last second before the door closed, then hailed a taxi and followed the man.

Then she saw the man find Song Zhiwen and say something to him. She also saw a woman coming to find Song Zhiwen. Seeing their behavior, Qiao Jingyu guessed that the relationship between them was not simple.

At this moment, Qiao Jingyu was certain that there must be something wrong with Song Zhiwen.

I asked around and found out that Zhao Xinxin's father was actually named Song Zhiwen. I originally thought that Zhao Xinxin took her mother's surname, but I didn't expect to hear them say that Song Zhiwen was not her biological father.


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