An ordinary sentence, but it brought out a different kind of deadly force, as if her answer was not in line with his heart, Song Qiancheng would kill her immediately.

Her heart trembled, just now there was fear in her eyes, but now, her body also trembled slightly.

Wen Lishu said cautiously: "I'm really tired, don't scare me anymore." ”

"What are you afraid of?" Song Qiancheng wondered.

Wen Lishu hung her head and said in a trembling voice, "I'm afraid you'll hit me." ”

Song Qiancheng let go of her chin, "It's really big, and it's not easy to use your brain." ”

Wen Lishu's face turned red, and he couldn't find a response, so he had to be silent.

Looking at her frightened appearance, Song Qiancheng didn't scare her anymore, he raised his hand to rub her hair, and ordered in a gentle voice: "Go, clean up." ”

Wen Lishu didn't dare to go against his will anymore, and obediently set off to pack his luggage.

She pushed her suitcase out of the cloakroom and began to pack it.

It's not easy in an industry like hers, and you have to dress up exquisitely every day when you go out.

Just for the audition in the morning, Wen Lishu tried on all the clothes in the box, and wore the most eye-catching set on his body, as well as those accessories and jewelry, scattered all over the table, just to make it easier for him to choose.

Although she only stayed for one night, she had a surprisingly large number of things to pack, and there were bags in the room, which was enough for her to work for a while.

Song Qiancheng sat on the sofa and held his head to watch her clean up all over the room.

Seeing her hurried appearance, he couldn't help but smile slightly, if he hadn't seen her like this, he would have thought that she was going to go on a long trip.

When I was engrossed, the phone in my pocket vibrate.

Song Qiancheng retracted his gaze, sat up slightly straight, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Looking at the screen, it was Jiang Dongheng who sent him a text message, writing: "I'll talk to you about something later." ”

Seeing Jiang Dongheng's name, Song Qiancheng suddenly remembered the bodyguard he hired yesterday, and mentioned to him that Jiang Dongheng and Wen Lishu were in the restaurant.

According to his understanding of Jiang Dongheng, he has been staying abroad for the past two years, and he only returned to China not long ago, it stands to reason that the two of them have not intersected, but strangely, the bodyguard said that the two seem to know each other.

Song Qiancheng put away her phone and cast her eyes at Wen Lishu, who was sitting on the dresser packing her makeup bag and didn't notice his gaze.

He asked, but still adopted the most straightforward way: "Do you know Jiang Dongheng?"

This topic came without a little defense, Wen Lishu was holding a black pin in her hand at that time, her heart was flustered, and the black pin poked forward uncontrollably.

The pointed end poked into the palm of her other hand, causing her to gasp in pain.

Seeing that she was pierced, Song Qiancheng hurriedly stood up from the sofa and strode towards the dresser.

When he came to her, he took her hand and examined it without a snort.

The black head pin was only pricked a little, and a small hole was made, but it was not deep and not serious.

Song Qiancheng looked at the location of her wound, and then turned his eyes to her eyes.

What Wen Lishu is most afraid of is Song Qiancheng's deep and scorching eyes.

He always reflects a silent scrutiny, which always makes her feel that he has insight into something, and makes her dare not say a word of lie.