Chapter 900

Then Xu Jiamu's arms, which were resting on both arms of his chair, flung around Song Xiangsi, trapping her in his embrace . He lowered his head and stared into her eyes . "Xiangsi, can you not be like this? Let's talk it out . Please?"

When had the old Xu Jiamu ever spoke to Song Xiangsi like that?

When she used to act arrogant, the old him would of only arrogantly got angry .

But the him right now was actually speaking in a polite and negotiating kind of tone of voice .

Just what did he mean by this . . . Could it be that he wanted to . . .

Song Xiangsi stopped her thoughts there, as her heart couldn't help but feel mocked . Why was she always so unrepentant?

At first, she was softhearted with him, time and time again . In the end, he canceled their deal and got engaged with someone else .

It was because she had hoped so many times now, so she ended up with despair .

So, Song XIangsi, I beg you, don't be such a pushover . This time, you didn't come back to the country to start over again with Xu Jiamu . You're here for your father . When your father is well again, you have to go back to America . Your life is good right now . Even though every now and then you get sad thinking about him, you're at peace . Don't hurt yourself time and time again . . .

Song Xiangsi tightened her grip, then shot Xu Jiamu a smirk and an emotionless smile . "Mr . Xu, what is the meaning of this? You want to relight the fire? If I remember correctly, you said it with your own mouth three years ago that you and I have nothing to do with each other!

"So, Mr . Xu, I believe there's nothing we really need to say to each other . After all, I'm no one to you and you're no one to me . "

Xu Jiamu grabbed both arms of the chair . His knuckles turned white, protruding under his sheer force .

"Oh, that's not right . " Song Xiangsi looked at the man as though he was weird and chuckled . "For three years, I wasn't your anything, nor you mine! It was just a business deal between us before . A deal settled with money, one after which we owed nothing to the other party . "

"In your heart, is that what you've always thought?" Xu Jiamu held his breath, pausing with each word of his question .

"Or what?" asked Song Xiangsi bemused . She lifted her head and stared into Xu Jiamu's eyes . "Or else, why would I have aborted your child . . . "

Before she could finish, Xu Jiamu suddenly turned away . His breathing hastened, viciousness creeping up into his face .

Just as Song Xiangsi thought that he would get angry like he did three years ago, he suddenly loosened his grip on the chair . He took a step back, then turned around and stared out the window, and said flatly, "Leave . About your contract, tell your manager to come in and discuss the details . "

Song Xiangsi sat in her chair with a cold expression on her face for a while, then without making a sound, she stood up, picked up her bag, and walked out the door .

Xu Jiamu stood still on the spot without moving . It was not until he heard Song Xiangsi shut the door that his whole body trembled gently .

Soon enough, the door was pushed open and he heard the voice of her manager . "Chief Xu, the contract . . . "

"I'll ask someone to send the contract to you later," he said without even waiting for the manager to finish talking .

"Okay," replied the woman . "Then goodbye, Chief Xu . "