"No, it's impossible. He's not such a person," Leng Jing retorted hastily.
She couldn't believe that Ji Qingzhen would do such a thing. He must love her. He must!
"Leng Jing, face the reality," Zhai Cheng advised calmly. He had long known that Leng Jing wouldn't accept all this, but he didn't expect that even after he had presented the evidence, Leng Jing still refused to believe it. It seemed that Leng Jing truly had great faith in Ji Qingzhen.
He frowned. This matter was indeed difficult to handle.
Suddenly, Leng Jing turned to Song Ge and angrily pointed at her. "Is it you? What did you say to Uncle to make him so suspicious of Ji Qingzhen?"
Song Ge was utterly confused. She had just learned about this matter. "I... I don't know what you're talking about."
"Still pretending. I know you don't like me, but you don't have to slander Ji Qingzhen like this."
"I didn't," Song Ge explained again.
Zhai Cheng stepped forward, looking cold. "Alright, this matter has nothing to do with Song Ge. I've put all the evidence here. If you don't believe it, so be it."
Leng Jing looked at Zhai Cheng's face and took two steps back. She couldn't believe that Zhai Cheng would treat her like this. Since childhood, she had had the best relationship with him, but now he was actually siding with a woman...
"Uncle, you've changed. You wouldn't have treated me like this before," she said. Then she looked at Song Ge behind Zhai Cheng and pointed at her. "It's all her fault. It's all her!"
After saying that, Leng Jing ran out excitedly.
Seeing Leng Jing so emotionally excited, Song Ge was afraid that something might happen, so she was about to chase after her.
Zhai Cheng quickly grabbed Song Ge. "Let her go."
"Let's still go and check. What if something happens..."
"It won't," Zhai Cheng pulled Song Ge to sit on the sofa. He held her shoulders and looked into her eyes. "The things I said to you before and deliberately keeping my distance from you were all because of this matter. I'm sorry."
Song Ge didn't say a word, just looking at him.
"I know you've suffered a lot these days. I'm sorry," Zhai Cheng said as he pulled Song Ge into his arms. "Song Ge, promise me that you won't leave me anymore, okay?"
Song Ge was stunned and didn't know how to react.
Zhai Cheng didn't care and just held Song Ge tightly.
At night, Song Ge lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling with a blank mind. The events of this period flashed before her eyes one by one. She sighed. She and Zhai Cheng had truly experienced so much.
Now it seemed that everything had calmed down, but should she stay by Zhai Cheng's side?
"Knock, knock."
The sudden knock on the door startled Song Ge.
After regaining her composure, Song Ge got up to open the door. Zhai Cheng's face appeared in her view, but she also smelled the smell of alcohol and frowned slightly.
"Have you been drinking?"
Zhai Cheng staggered and couldn't stand steadily. He was about to fall.
Song Ge quickly stepped forward and caught Zhai Cheng.
He leaned on Song Ge and rubbed against her. His tone was pleading. "Song Ge, don't leave me anymore, okay?"
Song Ge's heart softened, but she still hesitated and didn't say a word.
Not hearing Song Ge's answer, Zhai Cheng stood up straight and looked at her. "Hurry up and say you won't leave me."
Song Ge was amused by his appearance and then nodded, but with a bit of perfunctory. "Okay, I won't leave."
Hearing Song Ge's words, Zhai Cheng finally smiled. He lay on her shoulder and smiled stupidly. "You have to keep your word."
Looking at his appearance, Song Ge felt inexplicably sad. She helped him to his room and took off his coat. Just as she was about to leave, he suddenly sat up, looked around the environment, and said, "This isn't my room."
Song Ge massaged her temples. It was the first time she thought Zhai Cheng was so difficult to deal with. "Then where's your room?"
Zhai Cheng got up from the bed and staggered. Song Ge followed him. Zhai Cheng staggered into Song Ge's room.
Song Ge ran in front of him to confirm whether he was really drunk. The daze in Zhai Cheng's eyes couldn't be faked.
Zhai Cheng walked into the room and directly lay down on the bed. Song Ge had a black line on her face. There was nothing she could do but take off his shoes and cover him with the quilt.
Song Ge went to wash up. Seeing that Zhai Cheng was already asleep, she took some quilts and spread them on the carpet. Then she lay down.
Maybe because it wasn't very comfortable sleeping on the carpet, Song Ge couldn't fall asleep. She tossed and turned. She finally fell asleep when dawn was approaching.
Song Ge moved her body and suddenly realized something was wrong. Was the floor this soft?
She subconsciously looked. Eh? On the bed!
Right next to her was Zhai Cheng's face, breathing gently.
Wasn't she sleeping on the floor last night? How did she end up on the bed?
Lost in thought, Song Ge stared blankly at Zhai Cheng's face.
"Do I look good?" a magnetic voice sounded.
Song Ge was startled and subconsciously shifted her gaze.
Zhai Cheng propped up his body and got closer to Song Ge. "I'll let you look enough."
Song Ge moved her body back and almost fell off the bed. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and stabilized herself.
"I'm getting up," Song Ge said as she fled in a hurry.
Watching her back, Zhai Cheng smiled. The distance between them was gradually getting closer.
Song Ge changed her clothes and sat in the living room. Aunt Chen had prepared the meals, and Song Ge helped carry them to the table.
"Why hasn't the young master come down yet?"
Song Ge replied with a bit of guilt, "I don't know."
"I'll go and call him," Aunt Chen said as she went upstairs. After a while, she came down with a smile on her face, which made Song Ge feel a bit creepy.
After a while, Zhai Cheng came down, looking refreshed. There was no sign of being drunk at all. Song Ge became even more suspicious that he had pretended to be drunk last night.
Suddenly, Aunt Chen brought out a bowl of tonic soup. "Miss should drink this to nourish your body."
For some reason, this sentence sounded a bit strange to Song Ge.
Thinking it was Aunt Chen's kindness, Song Ge still drank the soup even though it didn't taste good.
After breakfast, Zhai Cheng, as usual, took Song Ge to the company.
On the way, Song Ge went to the restroom.
Just as she was about to come out, she suddenly heard someone talking. She paused and didn't come out.
"Tell me, what's so good about this Song Ge that our boss likes her so much?"
"Right. I've noticed that since she showed up, there have been more and more bad things."
Song Ge lowered her head and pinched her fingers. Self - blame welled up in her heart.
Maybe she should still leave Zhai Cheng. It seemed that their being together was destined to have a bad outcome.
Hearing that there was no more sound outside, Song Ge finally came out of the toilet and returned to the office.