Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 237 Please Let Me Free a Meal 6

"Miss Song, what happened? Did you two have a fight?" The bodyguard in the passenger seat looked at her worriedly.

That beast!

The bodyguard in the car nodded vigorously. "Good question, that's exactly what I wanted to ask."

Song Xianyin was stunned. She hadn't even discussed with Song Xuanran how to say it yet.

She was frowning, thinking about how to answer, when she heard Gao Zeming speak up beside her.

"Alright, stop asking so many questions."

This is, after all, Miss Song's private matter, and she probably doesn't want to talk about it.

The bodyguard turned the air conditioning up a bit too high. It was fine at first, but later everyone in the car got hot.

Gao Zeming was too embarrassed to ask his bodyguard to turn off the air conditioning, so he unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt in an attempt to cool down.

The bodyguard in the passenger seat looked at the bodyguard driving the car, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back. Although Miss Song was only wearing a single layer of clothing, the weather didn't seem to be that cold yet.

If he said that, others would definitely think he was cruel, so he wouldn't say it.

The bodyguard driving the car was covered in sweat. He said with relief that he had finally been a little more quick-witted this time.

He already shows signs of becoming a leader.

Song Xianyin, wearing a suit jacket, was in great distress. The window wasn't completely closed, and she was leaning against it.

As a result, the bodyguard noticed this and simply closed the window.

"Miss Song, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention just now." The bodyguard chuckled a few times.

Gao Zeming glanced at the bodyguard in the driver's seat a few times, but remained silent.

It was late autumn, but he felt like it was the height of summer.

Finally, Song Xianyin couldn't hold back any longer.

"It seems a bit hot."

Gao Zeming breathed a sigh of relief: "I think so too, you should turn the air conditioning down a little."

It was so hot that his brain started to fog up.

They arrived at the Gao family's residence quickly, where the Gao family members looked at Song Xianyin with complete bewilderment.

"Miss Song, please stay with me for now. I will take care of his matter for you."

Song Xianyin's suitcase was large, but in Gao Zeming's hands, it suddenly seemed small.

"I will give you an explanation. Don't feel pressured. No normal man could stand by and watch something like this happen."

Gao Zeming said in a deep voice.

The reason men have such a bad reputation these days is largely due to men like this.

"Miss Song, please sit on the sofa for a while. We'll go and tidy up your room first." The Gao family's servants hurriedly went to prepare.

I hate it when people don't tell me beforehand, and then I get scolded if I don't do it right.

Gao Zeming went to help Song Xianyin put away her luggage, leaving only the bodyguard and Song Xianyin staring at each other in the living room.

"The boss isn't very good at interpersonal relationships. Logically, he should have stayed to entertain you," the bodyguard said dryly.

Why leave them here? Has the old man lost his mind?

He had never been so rude before.

"I shouldn't have done this." Gao Zeming stood in the stairwell with a serious expression.

The butler looked at him with a bewildered expression: "Sir, what's wrong?"

“I should have taken Miss Song to the hotel first, but I’m bringing her home now.” Gao Zeming looked at the suitcase in his hand, his brows furrowed so deeply they could have trapped a fly.

He was too anxious.

The butler suggested, "Why don't we send Miss Song to the hotel now?"

"What if Miss Song thinks I look down on her?" Gao Zeming asked worriedly.

No wonder Miss Song didn't say a word the whole way; she must think he's a strange person.

"It's alright, sir. You can stay in another house. You have so many houses, why do you insist on staying here?" a servant suggested.

"How can that be? What if you bully her?" Gao Zeming looked at them suspiciously.

The servant opposite him watched him silently.

I have serious doubts about her husband's mental state.

Song Xianyin drank countless glasses of water and ate a great deal of food in the living room before Gao Zeming finally came downstairs.

“Miss Song, do you like it here? If you feel uncomfortable, I can take you somewhere else.” Gao Zeming sat opposite her and added, “Don’t worry, I have plenty of houses.”

Song Xianyin looked at him gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Gao. I really don't know what I would have done without you."

Gao Zeming sighed: "You're welcome, Miss Song. It's what I should do."

This is what every normal person should do.

He looked at her earnestly: "Miss Song, how would you like to reward him?"

Song Xianyin stared at him, completely bewildered.

Seeing that she didn't understand his meaning, Gao Zeming explained, "Whether you torture him and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks, or beat him up and throw him into a pack of wolves, perhaps you would prefer to torture him yourself."

Everyone in the living room watched Song Xianyin's reaction with anticipation.

Song Xianyin wiped non-existent sweat from her forehead: "Mr. Gao, I don't think he's guilty of such heinous crimes."

The living room fell silent immediately.

The bodyguard shook his head helplessly. "Love-struck fool, he won't even kill her."

If he were her, that guy would have died several times over.

"Actually, he's really good to me sometimes. He would beg for food for me, and he even used the money you gave me last time to buy me a hair dryer."

Gao Zeming looked at her, unsure of what to say for a moment.

He nodded: "I understand, Miss Song."

He suddenly stood up and reached out his hand to Song Xianyin.

Looking at the resolute Gao Zeming in front of her, Song Xianyin hesitated before placing her hand in his palm, but Gao Zeming grasped it tightly in return.

"I'll take you to meet a few people."

A short while later, Song Xianyin arrived at a very luxurious office building. Everyone passing by seemed to be in a hurry, and they were all having an intense discussion.

Gao Zeming led Song Xianyin to the door of a conference room.

"She was also hurt by love, but she went to Germany to pursue her master's degree. She traveled and studied everywhere, and she was fighting for her dreams."

Gao Zeming then led Song Xianyin to a very large office, which was extremely quiet and out of place with the atmosphere outside.

"This is the company's legal department. They are extremely busy, so there's often a lot of resentment in the office. Don't be afraid."

He pointed to the woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window: "She quit her job for her husband and stayed home to take care of her child. She ended up with postpartum depression, but now that she's back at work, her depression symptoms have improved a lot."

Gao Zeming led Song Xianyin out of the office and said seriously, "Love-obsessed people never end well, Miss Song."

She needs to change her mindset instead of constantly making excuses for that scumbag.

Gao Zeming looked at her expectantly, thinking that she must have gained some new insights by now.

Song Xianyin nodded with difficulty under his gaze: "I understand, Mr. Gao."

Gao Zeming was happy for her, and he smiled and said, "Seeing you like this, I'm relieved, Miss Song."

Before he could even feel relieved, Song Xianyin's next words silenced him completely.

“He had been advising me to have my own career, but now that I think about it, he was actually doing it for my own good.”