C53 Borrowing a Place to Stay

"Okay." Song Yi answered readily. The black car sped all the way and was soon submerged in the darkness.

"Where is this?"

Xia Jing raised her head and looked at the apartment building that was dozens of floors high, and frowned slightly.

"My house is on the 17th floor. Oh, it's a little high. Do you mind going up to have a seat?"

Xia Jing did not say anything. Song Yi curled his lips and crossed his arms, saying, "You're not worried that I will have bad intentions towards you, are you?"

Xia Jing looked at him coldly, "You are a public figure. Aren't you afraid that there will be a scandal if you casually bring an unknown woman home?"

"I'm even more worried than this..." He did not finish his sentence and suddenly changed the topic. "Your clothes are wet. Go and change first."

Xia Jing had always thought that a big star like Song Yi would definitely live in either a mansion or a villa. Unexpectedly, he actually lived in an ordinary apartment. The house was about a hundred square meters, and the decorations were quite simple.

After taking a bath, Song Yi was lying on the sofa in the living room looking at the computer. Suddenly, he raised his head to see her. He was stunned for a moment as something appeared in his eyes. Xia Jing was embarrassed by his gaze. Just as she was about to speak, he closed the notebook and praised with a smile," You really are good-looking. You look good in everything. My clothes are very suitable for you."

Xia Jing lowered her head and looked at the shirt she was wearing as a skirt. She raised her head and rolled her eyes at him, "It's not suitable."

Song Yi touched his nose awkwardly. He took the remote control on the sofa and turned on the TV, "Come and watch TV with me. I have ordered takeout. It will be delivered soon."

"I'm not hungry." Probably because she had never seen such a small house, Xia Jing looked around as if she was worried about how the two of them would sleep tonight.

"Why don't you sleep in the bedroom tonight? I'll sleep in the living room."

Xia Jing was slightly stunned and turned her head to look at him.

"You're a girl, so I can't let you sleep in the living room, right?" Song Yi smiled as he changed the TV channel. "The bedroom door can be locked. You don't have to worry about me sneaking in in the middle of the night and doing anything to you."

Xia Jing's face darkened, and she walked over to the sofa and sat down. "I didn't mean that." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and twisted her clothes with her fingers. She said softly, "Thank you."

If it was not for him, perhaps she would still be walking aimlessly on the street.

She did not know what she was feeling in her heart. It was as if a part of her was suddenly missing. Perhaps it was because she had been filled too full by that person. The sudden loss of a piece made her feel so uncomfortable that she could not breathe.

He had clearly taken that woman to a bar, but he lied to her and told her that he was talking about work.

And his tone was so natural. Could it be that... he had always treated her as a fool?

She didn't dare to imagine how many times this had happened, but all this time, she had always trusted him so much, completely and utterly.

But in the end, he had failed to live up to her trust.

Song Yi picked up the phone and after a while, he looked at Xia Jing with an apologetic expression, "The rain outside is too heavy, and the shop owner said that the take-out can't be delivered. It looks like the two of us can only eat instant noodles."

When Song Yi really brought the instant noodles in front of her, Xia Jing looked at him incredulously. "Do you often eat instant noodles at home?"

He was clearly an A-list celebrity, but how did he live these days? He did not look like an A-list celebrity at all.

In the past few years, he had attracted quite a lot of money in the entertainment industry. Not to mention other things, when the Shen family company terminated his contract with him, they compensated him with a sky-high price. Did he have to be so thrifty?

"Don't look at me like that. I'm so embarrassed. What's so bad about instant noodles? It's so convenient. Moreover, I'm living alone and no one is cooking for me. What can I eat if I don't eat instant noodles?" Speaking up to this point, Song Yi's eyes suddenly lit up. "Why don't you cook for me in the future?"

Xia Jing rolled her eyes at him mercilessly. "Mr. Song, I'm just here to stay for a night. Besides, I don't know how to cook."

"Just for a night?" Song Yi seemed to feel that it was a pity. He paused and said, "Have you thought of a place?"

"Hey, do you think I am a homeless stray cat or dog?"

Song Yi shrugged his shoulders. Running away from home was much cuter than stray cats and dogs.

It rained all night and only stopped the next morning. Xia Jing sat on the floor of the bedroom for the whole night. When it was almost dawn, she leaned against the wall and slept for a while.

Just as she was falling asleep, Song Yi knocked on the door. "The breakfast is on the table. I have a few announcements to make today, so I might only be back at night. There's an order for takeout on the table. You can decide for yourself at noon."

Without hearing Xia Jing's reply, he left immediately.

Lan Tian Newspaper Company was on the verge of collapse for a few years and finally went out of business. When Xia Jing left, Huai was packing up her things and leaving.

When he turned his head, he saw Xia Jing standing at the door. The things she had been packing up for a long time suddenly fell to the ground, scattered all over the floor.

Ignoring her frightened expression, Xia Jing glanced around the empty office and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

She had only applied for half a day's leave. Why was the newspaper agency in such a state?

Huai suddenly burst into tears and rushed over to hug her. "Xiao Jing, sob, sob, sob, you are still alive. Fortunately, you're fine. As long as you're fine, it's good that you're fine."

"What could possibly happen to me?" Xia Jing was still in a daze. "What happened?"

As Huai cried, she scolded, "It's all the Editor-in-Chief's fault. He actually bullied you because you are a newcomer and asked you to write Shen Ruo Bai's script. You don't even know about it, but no one in the industry has dared to do anything to him. As expected, not long after your script was sent out yesterday, Shen Ruo Bai came with some people. I don't know if he is a god or not, but he actually knows that you wrote it and wants to see you. It's a good thing that you took a leave of absence this afternoon. If he found it, the odds are against you. Xiao Jing, run as far as you can. Don't let him catch you."

"Shen Ruo Bai came?" Xia Jing obviously did not expect this.

"Yeah, it's too scary. When he came, the people from the newspaper were all scared silly. That aura of his..." Even now, when she thought about it, she still had a lingering fear in her heart.

Xia Jing looked at her and did not forget to ask. "Didn't you always like him and didn't rush up to confess?"

"You're still joking with me at a time like this." Huai's face was red with shame and indignation. How could commoners like them get their hands on such a person? They could only stay away from him.

"Since I was the one who wrote the script, he can settle the score with me. So what if he ventes his anger on you?" Xia Jing was a little angry when she saw Lan Tian Newspaper in such a state of ruin. "I haven't settled the score with him yet."

"Xiao Jing, what nonsense are you spouting? Is someone like Shen Ruo Bai someone we can afford to offend? You'd better hurry up and run. Don't let him catch you or something bad will happen."

Xia Jing did not say anything else. Her eyes flashed as she turned around and left.

"Scram! All of you, scram!" Shen Ruo Bai lost her temper the moment she woke up. Everything in the room that could be smashed had been destroyed by him.