In the box on the other side, Lu Yancheng took out a photo and handed it to Song Qinghuan.

The person in the picture is Song Yazhi, the middle-aged man opposite her is in a straight suit, and there is a small black mole at the corner of his mouth.

"Your adoptive mother's younger brother has been in prison for several years for alcoholism, and he is still a vagrant. ”

Song Qinghuan looked at it carefully a few times, and almost didn't recognize it. When I was young, I saw this uncle a few times from afar, the taciturn type, and there was still a little coldness and disdain in her eyes.

With Song Yazhi's IQ, she would never have been able to plan such an earth-shattering frame-up plan. Song Qinghuan sneered, "She is afraid of ghosts, how can she dig graves?"

Lu Yancheng: "Perhaps, she can ask this uncle to do it for her." ”

Outside the door, someone suddenly stumbled by, Lu Yancheng opened the door vigilantly to look, followed the drunken staggering by the man, and saw the man coming out of the box on the other side of the corridor.

"Cousin?" he was surprised and saw Han Mingchuan coming happily.

"Long time no see. Han Mingchuan pulled Lu Yancheng into the box to catch up on the old routines, and suddenly saw Song Qinghuan sitting upright at the opposite corner with a pale face.

"Girlfriend?"

Lu Yancheng coughed lightly and said, "Boss." ”

Han Mingchuan glanced at her and smiled meaningfully: "Such a beautiful boss, no wonder you don't want to come back." ”

I greeted each other for a while, and when I went out, I bumped into Lin Xiao and Gu Jinyan.

Song Qinghuan: "...... Hello leaders. ”

After a period of silence, she passed by, and one hand was suddenly grabbed by Lin Xiao: "Since you are here, you will accompany the leader to drink and chat." ”

"That's right. Lin Xiao was drunk, and his peach blossom eyes were even more dark, "I want to drink a glass of wine!"

Gu Jinyan stood silent, staring at the woman beside him with dark eyes.

Lu Yancheng stepped forward to widen the distance between the two and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Lin, Miss Qiao still has some things to deal with, I don't have time today, so I will leave first." ”

Han Mingchuan stepped forward: "I'll send you......, right?"

Lu Yancheng said in a low voice: "Cousin, my matter is kept secret for the time being. ”

Behind him, Gu Jinyan followed, and his tone seemed a little surprised: "I didn't expect you and Lu Gongzi to be cousins." ”

Han Mingchuan looked at the figures of the two leaving, and sighed: "The relationship between the two is not a close relative." He's a mysterious man. ”

Gu Jinyan laughed deeply: "Mingchuan, help me with one more thing, dig out the real purpose of Lu Yancheng's return to China." ”

Han Mingchuan looked helpless.

~

The film has officially entered the intense preparation stage.

Song Qinghuan's performance in the opening period was good, and his acting skills gradually improved. Joseph was very satisfied and prepared for the filming of the final finale scene, because the venue had not yet been built, and the day was called off early.

Song Qinghuan came out after changing his clothes, and saw Gu Jinyan standing at the door in casual clothes, with a loose posture and a sports bag in his hand.

"Mr. Gu. ”

"Miss Qiao, I wonder if you're interested in fencing with me?"

Song Qinghuan's eyes flickered, and he smiled lightly: "My honor." ”

Gu Jinyan was a high-ranking noble son when he was a student, in addition to the study of musical instruments and antiques, he was also proficient in equestrianism, calligraphy, and fencing, so playing with him was almost asking for hardship.

Song Qinghuan didn't know what his purpose was, so he cautiously walked behind him, his inquiring gaze never stopped.

His back still has the shadow of the past, clear and upright, revealing a sense of indifference and arrogance. Now his eyebrows are deeper, narrower, sharper and unfathomable.

The man's figure suddenly stopped in the shadows of the trees, and turned to look at her: "Why does Miss Qiao like to walk behind me?"

Song Qinghuan lowered his head slightly: "Subordinates can't cross the line." ”

There was a hint of pleasing to him. As a leader, what you like most is the obedient words and actions of your subordinates.

But Song Qinghuan is always an exception.

"Come to me. His voice was indiscerning.

Song Qinghuan quickened his pace and was parallel to him.

The faint light on her face was blocked by his tall figure, and the faint smell of cedar surrounded her nose, and at that moment, it seemed as if she was under the shade of a cool and fragrant tree.

If there had been such a situation back then, she would probably be satisfied. Even if she knew that this man's motives were not pure.

Fencing Gym.

She changed into a fencing suit and walked out, and saw that Gu Jinyan was already standing opposite in an elegant posture, wearing a mask on her head, holding a saber, and making a posture of preparation.

"Miss Joe, let's get started. ”

Song Qinghuan could only get a faint and sharp sharp light from the mask, and before he could take a closer look, the long sword swept towards him like a roar.

His attacks were swift and dexterous, and his body hovered around her with lightness, sometimes slashing and sometimes stabbing sideways, and he was very cunning.

She struggled with him for a while, and after effectively resisting several times, she attacked him, but never found a breakthrough, and was finally struck by his sword.

The second time, she also learned to be cunning, finding loopholes in several fake attacks and narrowly winning a game.

However, in the third round, her plan was recognized, and she never had a chance to win again, and finally lost.

Li Yan watched it with relish and was a little shocked. Since the day he joined the company, he had never seen anyone win the boss's swordsmanship. This woman actually won a game!

Song Qinghuan took off the mask, his skin was fair and translucent, and his eyes were like blue streams. Thin sweat stuck to a strand of hair on her sideburns.

"You won. ”

She has never been lost, because she lost to Gu Jinyan. She never looked forward to it, because he was Gu Jinyan.

The man's mask was also taken off at that moment, and he was neatly hugged around his waist, holding a sword in one hand, noble and arrogant.

The black eyes are as deep as a pool, without waves and lines.

"You're not bad. He walked over and pulled the corners of his mouth meaningfully, not as if he was smiling, "Playing against me, there are a lot of tricks." ”

Song Qinghuan chuckled: "Then what conclusion did Mr. Gu finally come to?"

"The general conclusion doesn't seem to sum you up. He reached out and paused between the strands of her sideburns, pulling the wet strand behind her ear with a gentle motion.

"So let's learn more. ”

He stared at her closely, forcing her to retreat.

She stood upright and calm, without the slightest hint of flinching, and her red lips were plump and seductive: "Then where does Mr. Gu plan to start understanding?"

Li Yan's eyes stared straight behind the two, and he actually had the refreshing feeling of watching the heroes and heroines in his heart.

Gu Jinyan rubbed her hair, her long fingers seemed to slide on her skin affectionately, there was a sharpness in her dark eyes, and her voice was indifferent: "Let's start by removing makeup." ”

Inside the bathroom, the faucet rattles.

Song Qinghuan stood in front of the mirror and stroked the skin touched by the man's fingers.

There is a feeling of being hot but not hot.

When he was a teenager, he probably never looked at her squarely, but now that the female college has changed eighteen, and she is disguised to hide her face, even the face recognition device can't recognize it, how can he be an exception?

She sneered, poured the makeup remover water into the cotton pad, and wiped the makeup clean.