on the highway.

Song Qinghuan took off his honey-colored wig, neatly took off the gray-blue contact lenses, and wiped off a mouthful of flaming red lips.

The sexy European and American heavy makeup was suddenly removed, revealing a pair of pure and beautiful oriental faces. Her eyes are very beautiful, her pupils are slightly light brown, and the color of her iris is even clearer and brighter, which is a rare glass pupil.

Lin Yin retracted his gaze in amazement, and suddenly sighed.

When she was a student, Song Qinghuan always covered her eyes with heavy bangs, looking cringe and short. Dressed rustic and old-fashioned, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a village girl.

What a change!

"Why are you back at this time?" Lin Yin pulled up his sunglasses and said indignantly, "I saw that Gu Jinyan also came to the airport, and he came to find out your news and arrest you." ”

"Is it so easy to catch me?" Song Qinghuan sneered, pulled down the co-pilot's makeup mirror, and shone the cold glass pupils.

Four years ago.

On the first night, she was designed to lose herself in the hotel, and was photographed by reporters on the spot, causing a storm in the city. The Xingchen Entertainment contract that had just been signed was not yet hot, and was kicked to the refrigerator by Gu Jinyan.

On the second night, in order to protect the family's reputation, the Song family smashed her twentieth birthday face and ruthlessly drove her adopted daughter out of the house.

On the third night, when he came out of the cemetery, he was knocked unconscious and thrown next to the cemetery, and when he woke up, he was chased by the cemetery keeper and wanted by the police. The next day, the news broadcast that the ancestral grave of the Song family was planed and the ashes were sprinkled all over the cemetery passage.

It was as if there was an invisible hand behind her, arrogantly waving its teeth and claws towards her, pushing her into the abyss of hell.

She came back, just to find the instigator behind the scenes, and then return it a hundredfold!

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A high-end western restaurant in the city center.

Song Yazhi was wearing a bright red elegant dress, the neckline was very open, and the career line seemed looming and seductive.

The man in front of her never stopped admiring it at a glance, and maintained a gentlemanly demeanor that was detached enough, which made her a little disappointed.

"Sincerely, Director Joseph will come to Jiangxuan in a few days, ready to prepare for our joint venture film, and the choice of the heroine ......" She smiled generously on her red lips and looked at him expectantly.

Now she has also ascended to the position of the first sister of Xingchen, a movie directed by an international famous director, and she is the most suitable heroine for Xingchen.

"Let's talk about it again. Gu Jinyan retracted his gaze and glanced at the message on his mobile phone, "I still have to go in advance, you use it slowly." ”

Get up, take a step, and leave neatly in one go, with a cold and arrogant posture as always.

Song Yazhi's bright smile almost froze on the spot, looking at the figure of the man getting farther and farther away, she unwillingly poked the shiny white porcelain plate with gravity, and then raised her head and smiled elegantly to return the stunning attention to the seats next to her, and the paparazzi who hid behind the pillar and secretly took pictures.

The well-planned scene ended unexpectedly, and she exhaled a touch of resentment. I walked to a corner and called the agent, and after I said less than two words, my face changed greatly: "What did you say?

"Grapevine, Mr. Gu invited a mysterious female martial arts instructor, very beautiful. ”

These words almost exploded in Song Yazhi's mind. After thinking about it a few times, there is a suspicion of stealing the corner.

Mingyan's face suddenly became gloomy, and Song Yazhi gritted her teeth and said, "I want to see what this woman is all about!"

An upscale neighborhood in the city.

Song Qinghuan came out of the bathroom and saw her son touching her mobile phone. Take a closer look, it seems that some program is being injected, and the small hands are very fast.

"What are you doing sneaking around?"

The little guy didn't care and gave her the phone back: "Play with it." "Big eyes blinked innocently, like slippery black grapes.

"Still looking for Daddy?"

The little guy laughed thief: "Mom, what are you going to do if you find it?"

Song Qinghuan snorted coldly: "Kill it and stew it." ”

She wiped her wet hair and picked up the phone.

From the headquarters of Xingchen Group, the other party claimed to be the assistant to the president. "Is it Ms. Lolita Joe? Our company sincerely hired you to be the martial arts instructor of the new investment film, I don't know ...... you"

Song Qinghuan's eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth raised, but his tone was flat: "It's a great honor." ”

I was worried that there was no reason to go in, so I found the door so quickly.

The other party was very pleased, and asked again: "Great, do you have time to come to the Xingchen Group Building tomorrow?"

"No problem. ”

Following.

The glittering Star Mansion stood as magnificent as it had been four years ago, and the dazzling light gathered overhead, as if it was about to burn into people's hearts in the next moment.

It was nine o'clock in the morning.

Song Qinghuan took a breath, glanced at his watch, and waited for a moment before stepping into the main hall.

Special assistant Li Yan was leaning on the front desk to read Lolita's information, and whispered while flipping: "Master of Finance from Kellinston University, black belt in martial arts, taekwondo, won awards, and also made guest appearances in famous film ......"

Turning the page again, he said strangely: "This address is in a community with the boss's private apartment, so coincidental......"

Saying this, there was a sound of well-paced and cheerful high heels outside the hall, as if people had to look up.

The woman's black diamond stiletto heels were sunk under the black long-legged tunics, making her figure look long and shapely. A white velvet tight-fitting shirt was worn over a black biker leather jacket, and long, wavy curls of honey rice were flowing with each step.

The protruding red lips were picked intentionally or unintentionally, and the black sunglasses reflected the elite and charming light, although I couldn't see the mysterious eyes under the mirror, I felt that it was more flying.

Li Yan was almost speechless, blushing, and made a gesture of invitation after she stood still for a long time before she came back to her senses.

The girls at the front desk came back with bated breath, looked at the shadow that had been wiped into the elevator, and said in surprise: "This woman is really here to sign a martial arts instruction?"

"My heart is beating faster when I see a woman. ”

Someone sneered: "Wait, maybe come and fight with our high-ranking sister to rob a man." ”

At the end of the corridor on the top floor, Li Yan introduced Song Qinghuan into a reception room and ordered someone to make tea.

For a moment, she was a little stunned.

Once, she was in this room expecting and tremblingly waiting for Gu Jinyan to sign an artist contract with her, but he didn't come at that time, and it was Song Yazhi, who was the agent at the time, who went to the president's office to sign the contract.

Gu Jinyan didn't want to see her.

A rustic and withdrawn girl, just because the co-director fell in love with the different charm in her eyes at that time, she persuaded the senior management of Xingchen to sign a contract.

However, he couldn't convince Gu Jinyan.

His indifferent words still hit his ears to this day: "With her temperament, she can't play a maid." ”

When the door was opened, Song Qinghuan noticed that the clock on the wall was at a quarter past nine o'clock, which was very in line with his usual rigorous style.

As the footsteps approached, a pair of familiar cold eyes slowly came into view with the steady pace.

Raising her head was an impactful sharp gaze, like a raging tide, violently stirring in her heart.