Cang Ming

Chapter 10 Why Not List the Prices Clearly

Song Xi almost instantly caught the faint scent of sandalwood, the scent that belonged to an old man.

Her expression was calm, and even when the man grabbed her chin, intending to question her, she managed to say with extreme indifference, "You haven't paid for the last time, and this time, if you need it, it will be double the price."

Lou Yuming's dark, icy eyes held a sneer. "You're that desperate for money, why don't you go and set a price for yourself openly?"

Song Xi stated frankly, "That's precisely what I intend to do."

Seeing her utterly undignified demeanor, Lou Yuming lost interest. He moved away from her and lit a cigarette.

"Was this gifted by my little nephew?"

He noticed the box with the Bulgari logo.

Song Xi stared at the ceiling, not even giving him a glance. "Do you have a problem with that?"

He opened the box, his index finger hooked the extremely perfunctory necklace, and he held it up against her neck, then tossed it at her. "An outdated style. It suits you perfectly."

Her heart ached for reasons unknown. Song Xi maintained her outward composure and put the necklace on. As if to provoke him, she said, "His thoughtfulness is enough. I don't care."

Lou Yuming sneered, "Do you know that all the Zhang family's money was earned by me?"

Seeing her look of surprise, he grasped her ankle and pulled her towards him. "So, how should you speak to your benefactor?"

His dark eyes were deep, like an endless abyss, and Song Xi could easily fall into them. But at this moment, she was exceptionally clear-headed.

She pulled her foot back, and Lou Yuming didn't stop her.

"But right now, Zhang Qi's money still bears the Zhang name," Song Xi said.

As soon as she spoke, the atmosphere plummeted.

Lou Yuming's expression turned unprecedentedly grim. He abruptly stood up and, without even a glance at her, turned and left the room without looking back.

This was the first time she had ever seen him so angry. Song Xi nervously clenched her fingers, not understanding which of her words had crossed his bottom line.

Song Xi lived in a state of trepidation for a week. During this time, Lou Yuming made no moves, and life remained peaceful. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Qi also rarely came to find her; he had encountered some trouble recently.

The last social media post had caused quite a stir because it wasn't restricted to a specific group, and everyone saw it.

Especially Yi Xiaoling, who even lost her temper with him.

She said that his action indicated he intended to reform, and if that were the case, they might as well part ways amicably.

Zhang Qi knew she was just venting, but he had no time to deal with it.

His family had also seen the photo. His parents thought he had decided on Song Xi and were frantic, strongly disagreeing and working on him daily.

Annoyed, Zhang Qi would perfunctorily respond, "Alright, alright, yes, yes, I'll listen to you. We'll break up. Yes, I don't like her." Somehow, these words reached the old lady's ears.

The old lady, while scolding Zhang Qi for being unfilial, ordered him to bring Song Xi home immediately. She even used Lou Yuming as a negative example, telling Zhang Qi not to emulate him in the future, as it was unfilial!

Lou Yuming remained silent about this. After leaving the room, he coldly told Zhang Qi, "Handle your own affairs. Don't drag others into it."

Zhang Qi dared not talk back, nor did he dare to ask about the car. He felt that his uncle had been somewhat terrifying lately, prone to outbursts for reasons unknown. Kuai Shu Ge.

Later, Zhang Qi deleted the social media post and personally bought Yi Xiaoling a new Gucci item. Song Xi didn't know about it until Yi Xiaoling messaged her, saying, "Oh, why did Zhang Qi delete your picture together?"

Song Xi checked and indeed, it was gone.

Immediately after, Yi Xiaoling posted on social media, showing a Gucci bag with the caption: "Husband bought it for me, I love it!"

So, she had come to show off.

Song Xi sneered and turned off her phone, continuing to serve dishes.

She had been living a very tough life recently. The hospital's fees for the next quarter were urgently requested, and they called her every few days. She had originally hoped to sell the necklace from Zhang Qi for a good price, but after listing it for days, there was no interest. It seemed, as Lou Yuming had said, it was an outdated style that no one wanted.

Fortunately, with fewer classes in her third year, she worked at a convenience store during the day and a restaurant at night, literally losing weight.

But even so, she couldn't gather enough for the hospital fees. She now realized how important Lou Yuming was to her.

After work one evening, a message popped up on her WeChat from Sister Li, whom she hadn't contacted in a long time.

She asked if Song Xi was free and if she could help out with a last-minute replacement.

Sister Li had been kind to her, and Song Xi agreed without hesitation.

Weiyin Bar.

This was Song Xi's old stomping ground. She remembered meeting Lou Yuming for the first time right here.

Weiyin sounded plain, but its backer was said to have immeasurable capital. Otherwise, such a small bar couldn't be located in such a prime, expensive area. The patrons were all wealthy and influential, operating on a membership basis. Even Zhang Qi seemed to lack the qualifications.

At eight in the evening, Song Xi successfully entered the bar.

Sister Li, seeing that she had actually come, couldn't help but be surprised. "I thought you were joking. Are you sure Mr. Lou will agree to this? Don't let me get shut down."

A bitter smile touched Song Xi's lips. "Sister Li, don't worry, it's all over now."

"Ah, what a shame. I thought you were the most successful one among us. To think... men are indeed unreliable."

Song Xi comforted her instead, "You can't keep the old if you don't welcome the new."

"Shh!" Sister Li lightly slapped her with her bone fan. "Ancestral grandmother, you dare say such things? Hurry, the dress has already been chosen for you. By the way, have your skills become rusty?"

Song Xi replied confidently, "Of course."

Sister Li smiled elegantly. "That was your bread and butter before. Of course, I trust you. Among us all, you play the pipa the best."