After Aunt Lan poured out her heart to Song Xing, she took a deep breath as if she had been crushed under the house by an earthquake and had only seen the light of day after being found by the rescue team.

After so many years, I can't imagine that I can still see the hope of pursuing the truth for my benefactor with an old bone.

Looking at Song Xing's delicate face like precious porcelain, Aunt Lan secretly made a wish in her heart to take care of Song Xing more dedicatedly.

His life is ruined, but Wu Tang still expects Song Xing to get ahead, and Rong Zhen also expects Song Xing to avenge his father. This thin but cold-faced girl carries the hope of everyone.

Song Xing's mobile phone suddenly shook.

[Shi Qin: Go downstairs and take you out to play.] 】

Song Xing looked out the window, and sure enough, he saw that the night was parked by the street lamp downstairs, and the snowflakes were falling on the roof of the car under the shadow of the lamp, and there were figures moving in the snow.

Song Xing is a little distressed about tomorrow's car wash money, the snow is full of mud, what kind of handsome guy is this guy? How can you say that he will appear when he appears, and it is convenient to live in the opposite building?

Picking up a down jacket, Song Xing stepped on a pair of ugg and went out.

"Aunt Lan, you sleep first, I'll bring the key. ”

Aunt Lan looked at Song Xing, who was awe-inspiring to the atmosphere just now, and saw the bright car lights under the snow light downstairs, and showed a smile:

"It's nice to be young. ”

She took out her old man's mobile phone, and the screen was densely packed with unopened text messages.

She put on her reading glasses and slowly dialed out a number.

Quickly connected, as if waiting for a call.

Wu Tang was so nervous that he couldn't do it.

"She found out right, she is so smart, she will definitely find out that we are grandparents and grandchildren, it's over, even Rong Zhen won't trust me now. “

Aunt Lan hurriedly comforted:

"Tangtang, don't be so nervous, I have already made it clear to Miss Song, including the injury on my hand, the whole process of being saved by Director Qiao, grandma told her. You're right, Rong Zhen is still too young now, and he was able to gain the upper hand in the duel with Wen Baiyu before, and it really all depends on Song Xing. ”

Wu Tang listened to his grandmother's reaction to Song Xing, and was very conflicted.

If you want to help Director Qiao find the real culprit behind the scenes, it is absolutely impossible to rely on Rong Zhen, the person who runs away at every turn, but it is too dangerous to involve Song Xing in this matter.

She just participated in the audition for "Li Qingzhao", her career has just made a good start, and as an agent, the ups and downs of her life are tied to Song Xing.

She couldn't let Song Xing put herself in danger......

Without waiting for grandma to explain, Wu Tang asked again:

"So, grandmother, you also told her about your life experience? Didn't you say that if you can't drag that woman down in this life, you won't close your eyes when you die, you won't also talk about it. ”

A trace of sadness flashed in Aunt Lan's eyes:

"No, I didn't tell Miss Song all this, I don't think that with her ability, it is not enough to compete with that woman. She has helped us a lot, and some things have to be on our own. ”

Wu Tang was slightly settled in her heart, her grandmother was kind, she protected Song Xing so much, it can be seen that Song Xing usually treats her very generously. Although there was some disappointment, I quickly cheered up.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will try my best to make Boss Xing the most popular female star in China, and when the time comes, she will have many powerful friends, and there will always be someone who can shake her status and give you justice. ”

Aunt Lan's gaze turned to the fine snow outside the window, her eyes full of hope.

"Perhaps, this powerful man, will appear now. ”

As soon as Song Xing pushed open the unit door, the cold wind mixed with snow particles blew at her, she gritted her teeth and rushed out, and saw Shi Qin standing under the street lamp from a distance, in the long wind and snow, he was holding a vermilion umbrella, leaning on the side of the car with his feet crossed, and the hand that did not hold the umbrella handle was holding the back cover of the car.

Even if you feel the overwhelming cold and snowflakes, this picture is as beautiful as an idol drama. A handsome guy like a work of art is waiting for her in the snow with an umbrella, much like a Hong Kong film scene in the 80s.

Shi Qin heard the door of Song Xing's unit knock from afar, and the people he was waiting for were wrapped in a fluffy pink coat and strode towards him.

Shi Qin held the umbrella straighter, pretending not to see her and looking up at the night sky, and thanked Uncle Yin for recommending him to watch Chow Yun-fat's version of "Shanghai Tang".

Xu Wenqiang was waiting for Feng Chengcheng with an umbrella in such snow.

Shi Qin stroked his freshly trimmed hair, feeling that he was more handsome than Fa Ge, otherwise how could Song Xing run so fast and rush towards him like a small cannonball, only a few seconds, Song Xing had already rushed in front of him, Shi Qin stretched out his hand to hug her......

A punch in the chest.

"Why are you standing outside waiting for the snow to be so heavy, you're in good health after the car accident, aren't you?"

"You didn't shoot enough commercials, and you want to endorse your car, right?"

"With such a strong wind and a red umbrella, are you a female ghost?"

"Driving a sports car, not afraid of accidents?"

Shi Qin came back to his senses in a series of scolding and found that Song Xing had already opened the car door and got into the car by himself. Uncle Yin in the driver's seat was also helpless, glanced at Song Xing from the rearview mirror, and explained:

"Mr. Shi just thinks that I haven't seen you for a long time, and it just so happens that I haven't announced ...... today."

Halfway through his words, as if he had seen a ghost, his whole body turned around, and Uncle Yin's eyes were staring at Song Xing tightly.

Although he was mentally prepared to be stared at, Song Xing didn't expect Uncle Yin's eyes to be particularly focused.

Why, Uncle Yin's eyes were full of fear and doubt.

Song Xing thought, if it really didn't work, he used plastic surgery to prevaricate, and when he saw the car door move, Shi Qin took the umbrella and sat in.

"It's so cold, Uncle Yin hurry up. ”

Uncle Yin looked at Shi Qin blankly, and nodded at Song Xing with his eyes, suggesting that Shi Qin look at Song Xing's face.

Shi Qin glanced at Song Xing carefully: "What's wrong?"

Uncle Yin coughed, and said a little unnaturally:

"Didn't Mr. Shi notice that Miss Song is different today?"

Shi Qin held Song Xing's face, letting his grass-like aroma permeate Song Xing's snort, and looked up and down her delicate face like porcelain. His gaze swept over Song Xing's body from top to bottom, making Song Xing almost want to hug his upper body from time to time.

Then, Shi Qin raised his head, his face full of resentment.

"How can you do that?"

Song Xing was embarrassed to think about how to explain those parts, and suddenly heard Shi Qin's voice with a hint of disdain:

"How can you wear yellow ugg? Are you a star, okay! Celebrities should wear at least colorful snow boots, how ugly yellow is!"

Song Xing looked up at Uncle Yin suddenly: "Nani, the lines are wrong, right......"

Uncle Yin reluctantly turned on the roof light in the car and reminded in a low voice: "Face, face!"

Shi Qin looked at Song Xing's face again.

Song Xing was so nervous that he felt Shi Qin's gaze getting hotter and hotter. He didn't see it clearly because the light was dim just now, he couldn't even accept ugg, let alone look like he had been reorganized.

However, sooner or later, I will have to suffer this knife, I thought about it, and gritted my teeth to warn myself.

Anyway, he didn't confess, even if he didn't get along, it wasn't that he dumped himself, he was kissed as a filming scene at the Royal Theater, and he turned the page!

She slowly raised her head:

"Let the storm come harder!"

Under the close-range illumination of the headlights, Shi Qinzai carefully examined Song Xing's facial features.

Suddenly I was very excited.

"Hey, the dry lines on your face are gone, did Ye Jiu send you a new mask......" I want to talk about "The Shadow Queen of the First World War under Rebirth" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~