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Chapter 183 Let's meet again another day
"No need," Song Qingge called to stop her, "Xiaowan, I'm not hungry."

Seeing her sallow complexion and haggard look, Xu Wan's heart was slightly sour, but she forced a smile and said angrily, "I haven't eaten yet because I was waiting for you."

After more than ten minutes, it was served on the table. The steam was so hot that Song Qingge's eyes were wet.

After eating the noodles, Xu Wan took out a business card from her bag and handed it to her, "This is the largest gallery in Z city." She didn't dare to mention Wu Jing, fearing that it would arouse Song Qingge's sadness, so she said, "A friend of mine gave it to you to take the painting..."

Changfeng Gallery?

Song Qingge looked at the business card and remembered what happened at Changfeng Gallery in the afternoon.

The philistine manager, the arrogant Dong Congshan, and the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared... one by one was weirder than the other, and the other was weirder than the other. It was just a nonsensical farce.

For Dong Congshan's humiliation, Song Qingge didn't take it seriously, but felt sorry for her painting and was stepped on a few times.

And that middle-aged man appeared too abruptly, he said he came to make a rescue, rather he came to make a fuss.And his rescue seemed a bit embarrassing, because firstly, they didn't know each other, and secondly, her paintings couldn't be sold at that price.

However, she didn't plan to go to Changfeng Gallery again, but she couldn't waste Xu Wan's kindness, so she accepted the business card and said, "Well, I will go."
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Song Qingge found out before going to bed that there was a large bruise on her knee, no wonder it hurt so much after falling.However, for her, the pain on the skin was already numb. What really failed to heal was the wound in her heart. She looked fine on the surface, but her heart was already riddled with holes.

Tonight, she discovered that a black Land Rover Range Rover had been following her from Changning Street to the outside of her community for more than an hour.At first she didn't take it seriously, but later she found it strange, how can a driver drive at a turtle speed?And it was always on the same route as hers. When she entered the community and hid in the flower bed to watch, the car drove away quickly.

Who would be so boring to follow her?And it takes an hour? ——
The next day, Song Qingge went out again with the painting on her back, went to two galleries through subways and buses, but still found nothing.At noon, she was sitting on a bench by the street, gnawing bread, staring blankly at the ground, her thoughts wandering outside.

Suddenly, a pair of black shiny leather appeared in her vision without warning. She chewed the bread and slowly raised her head. It was Sun Chen, who was well-dressed and wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Sing lightly."

Qingge's eyes fell on the black Land Rover Range Rover behind him, and then she looked at him again, "Mr. Sun?" Did he follow her all the time last night?Later, she affirmed this answer, because the chances of encountering each other on the street outside the third ring road in the big Z city of Nuoda are indeed very small.Unless, he has been following her.

Sun Chen adjusted his glasses, smiled faintly, and walked to her side, "I thought I was mistaken, but I didn't expect it was really you." He had just returned from a business trip abroad, and the look in front of her, her brows, had long since lost the look of the past. Cai, looking downcast and sluggish, made him involuntarily want to scold her.

Song Qingge raised her eyebrows faintly, showing a forced smile.

Seeing her sitting in the cold wind, wearing a black down jacket, with a big bag in her arm, and half a loaf of bread in her hand, Sun Chen felt a little distressed, and invited her to have dinner together.

Song Qingge refused, "No, I have an appointment."

Knowing that she was lying, Sun Chen couldn't bear to tell the truth, "That's it, then let's meet another day."

Song Qingge nodded perfunctorily, "Okay."

"Did you change your phone number?" Sun Chen asked. He was in the capital when he heard that she was getting divorced. After he came back, he learned that something happened to the Song Group, but he could no longer contact her.

Song Qingge was slightly taken aback. Changing her mobile phone number, as Xu Wan said, is to draw a clear line with the past... Even, when she was struggling financially, she threw away the fruit mobile phone that Gu Fengcheng gave her and changed to a domestically produced mobile phone. cell phone.

Sun Chen asked her new mobile phone number, and she told him without much hesitation.

After Sun Chen left, Song Qingge was still sitting there, continuing to gnaw on the bread. The cold bread didn't feel warm at all, but it could wrap her belly.She didn't wear gloves, her face and hands were flushed by the cold wind.

Across the street, in another black Range Rover, Big Boss was smoking.He unexpectedly met her again, across the wide traffic, when he saw her talking to Sun Chen, he felt an unspeakable soreness in his heart.Seeing her gnawing bread, his heart throbbed slightly.

Before he finished smoking the cigarette, he was annoyed by the big boss who snuffed it out. He made a phone call, frowned and said, "Xu Qian, get a bank card..."
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Wu Jing entered the big BOSS's office, was coughed by the smoke, frowned and said, "Boss, smoking too much is harmful to your health!"

The big boss frowned, turned a deaf ear, continued to puff out smoke rings, and pushed a card to him, expressionless: "Send it to her."

"Who?" Wu Jing vaguely guessed, but wasn't sure.

"That's it," the big boss still frowned, and said resentfully, "My ex-wife." After saying the word ex-wife, there was a faint astringency in his throat.

After getting an affirmative answer, Wu Jing was really taken aback. He looked at the card and said, "Why?" He did not forget that during the divorce, he once mentioned paying alimony to Song Qingge, but the boss flatly rejected it. up.

The big boss took a deep puff on his cigarette, "Just give it away, what are you talking about?" He just didn't want to see her downcast, after walking so far last night, she went out again today, and she was still eating at noon cold bread...

"BOSS—"

"Stop talking nonsense," the big boss said a little annoyed, "Hurry up and send it."
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In the afternoon, Song Qingge dragged her exhausted body back home. After walking too far, her legs were numb.After entering the door, Xu Wan looked at her exhausted look and felt distressed. Seeing her painting being memorized and brought back intact, she couldn't bear to ask her, but just blamed her, "Why don't you take the car?"

"Exercise." Song Qingge said lightly.It wasn't that she was reluctant to spend the money, but that she wanted exhaustion to numb all her nerves, so that she would not lie in bed every night and suffer from insomnia.

"Then you are the one who exercises like this?" Xu Wan snorted slightly, nestled on the sofa, pointed to the coffee table, and said, "By the way, there is your express delivery!"

Song Qingge was slightly startled, she lives here, no one knows, who will send her something?She walked over and took the courier, which was sent from London, and she opened it in a little surprise.

"What is it?" Xu Wan leaned over and saw that it was full of English letters, which she didn't recognize, so she was discouraged.

(End of this chapter)