Ou Yixuan didn't know why he had to book a room in the hotel, in his heart, he was not used to living in the Cui family's villa.

"It's nothing, anyway, we're going back to the United States in a few days, and it's not the same where we live. You're drunk, hurry up and go back to rest, right?"

"Then you hold me, wait a minute, you have to sleep with me, people can't sleep as soon as they change places, I don't care, wait a minute, you have to accompany me." Otherwise, I won't let you sleep. ”

Cui Yaming borrowed the strength of the wine and was coquettish with Ou Yixuan again.

Ou Yixuan didn't speak, nor did he hug her, just put her arm on his shoulder and walked towards the elevator.

helped Cui Yaming to the bed, she had already fallen asleep.

Ou Yixuan took a bath, wrapped a bath towel around his body, and walked directly to another room.

In the past five years of marriage, he and Cui Yaming have shared a bed very rarely.

Holding a towel to wipe his wet hair, he sat in front of the computer and turned on the computer, typed the three words Lu Zihao casually, pressed and searched, and countless messages about this Lu Zihao were presented from the computer.

His eyes narrowed, and his handsome face was a little dark.

Scroll the mouse and the messages on the screen scroll.

It wasn't until a glimmer of light jumped out of the corner of the sky that he yawned and lay back on the bed.

I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, Ou Yixuan didn't know if his jet lag hadn't been reversed, or because he couldn't sleep because he watched something about Lu Zihao.

Although he has nothing to do with Lu Zihao, the two of them look too similar, and seeing what happened five years ago inevitably makes him feel uncomfortable.

Still unable to sleep, Ou Yixuan simply got up and sat on the edge of the bed, bent down and took out a box of cigarettes in the low bedside cabinet. He opened it and put it on his mouth, found a lighter, lit it and took a puff, looking at the smoke coming out of his mouth, his mood was a little depressed.

This box of cigarettes was still in his suitcase during his last business trip, and he didn't find out until yesterday when he was packing his luggage.

Usually, he doesn't smoke much, and only when he is extremely irritable and depressed, he smokes one to relax.

Seeing that the sky outside the window was getting brighter and brighter, Ou Yixuan didn't have any thoughts of sleeping, but became more and more awake.

After only a few puffs of the cigarette in his hand, Ou Yixuan pressed the cigarette out in the translucent crystal ashtray. I don't know why, deep in his heart, he always feels that smoking is wrong, sometimes when he is irritable and smokes a few more cigarettes, there is always a light and crisp voice in his ears: "Smoking is harmful to health, you better quit!"

He saw psychiatrists and consulted psychiatrists, but they all gave the same diagnosis. said that he was just under too much psychological pressure, and it would be fine if he rested more.

Ou Yixuan sighed heavily, got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the scene of the entire City A.

It's really beautiful, fashionable but not lacking in antiquity, it's like a metropolis with a fast pace of life, and it's like a small rural city that makes people feel extremely comfortable.

Since he can't sleep, he will take advantage of this beautiful morning to go shopping in this A city, and he will return to the United States in a few days, and he should not have the opportunity to come here in the future.

"Zihao, you're finally back. ”

Song Qianqian wiped her tears, took Lu Zihao's hand and said affectionately.

But Lu Zihao didn't say anything, just looked at her with a smile.

Song Qianqian shook his arm, with a puzzled expression: "Zihao, why don't you speak? Where have you been in the past five years?"

But no matter what Song Qianqian said, Lu Zihao didn't say anything, just smiled at her shallowly.

Suddenly there was a strong wind, and the heavens and the earth were dark. Song Qianqian covered his eyes with his hands, and when he opened them again, Lu Zihao disappeared.

Song Qianqian was startled and cried out his name: "Zihao, Zihao, where are you?"

"Let's chirp".

Song Qianqian suddenly rolled off the bed and fell to the ground.

She rubbed her aching knees, got up from the ground with a blank face, felt the wetness on her face, reached out and touched it, alas...... Tears on his face.

Looking at the familiar room, the familiar bed, and the familiar everything, it turned out that she was dreaming.

Song Qianqian sighed deeply, but he still couldn't get rid of the fatal sense of loss in his heart.

"Oooooo......oo

There was a sharp knock on the door.

Song Qianqian frowned, glanced at the clock on the low tablet at the head of the bed, it was only past six o'clock, who was knocking on the door so early.

Song Qianqian was afraid that the hurried knock on the door would wake up the child, so he hurriedly put on a coat and walked outside.

As soon as she opened the door, she felt a gust of wind blowing in, and when she saw that the person standing at the door was Lai Ting, she glanced at her, turned around and walked towards the bathroom, "Lai Ting, have you been crazy these days, and you won't even ring the doorbell?"

Looking at Wang Hao who walked in from behind Lai Ting, Song Qianqian nodded his head lightly, and said hello.

Lai Ting followed behind Song Qianqian, and it wasn't until Song Qianqian closed the door of the bathroom that she stopped moving forward: "Qianqian, you are still in the mood to sleep, it's noisy outside." ”

"What's the noise? Does it have anything to do with me?"

Song Qianqian picked up the toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste, brushing his teeth in the mirror.

Lai Ting held her mobile phone, flipped through the news on it, and shouted into the bathroom in shock: "Does it have anything to do with you? Hurry up and come out, now the news is all about your cake shop!"

Song Qianqian washed her face and walked out, her fair face was full of doubts, she didn't remember that she spent money to find a TV station to advertise her dessert shop?

No, it's on the news? That should be a scandal, right?

Song Qianqian took Lai Ting's mobile phone and looked at it, and his face immediately changed.

I'll go, that's too much of an exaggeration.

During the birthday banquet of the CEO of Cui's Group yesterday, many people had symptoms such as diarrhea and vomiting, which were examined by the doctor because they had eaten expired food. It should be tested that the cause of the adverse reaction in these people is the birthday cake they eat. And this birthday cake was made to order at a dessert shop called "Meet......

Song Qianqian didn't have the heart to read the next words, she was stunned for a long time, how could this be?

As soon as Wang Hao and I got off the plane, we saw that the TV screen outside the airport was full of this news, calling you, but you still didn't answer, Wang Hao and I thought something had happened to you, and on the way back, the car was about to fly. ”

"Qianqian, why did you make a birthday cake for Cui Lao?"

Wang Hao sat on the sofa, his face full of suspicion.

Several of them knew the relationship between Song Qianqian and Cui Yaming, and they wouldn't believe that Song Qianqian would take the initiative to make a cake for Cui Lao if they were killed.

"Yesterday morning I received a phone call saying it was ......"

As soon as Song Qianqian's words were finished, Lai Ting slapped her thigh and shouted, "I'll go, Qianqian, you've been fooled." This must be a conspiracy, they calculated it at the beginning, and just waited for the shallow to drill into it?"

It's really a word to wake up the dreamer.

Song Qianqian thought carefully from beginning to end, as if he had indeed been fooled.

From the beginning, they deliberately concealed their identities, to asking her to deliver the cake in person, and then to the humiliation they received after meeting Cui Yaming, all of this was such a coincidence.

Song Qianqian frowned slightly, she just thought it was a coincidence yesterday. But now, she can clearly affirm that all this, just like Lai Ting said, is a conspiracy, a conspiracy to frame her.

"Lai Ting, the child is handed over to you, when Sihao wakes up, you help me send him to kindergarten, I want to go to the store first and ask Master Wang what's going on?"

After speaking, Song Qianqian changed his clothes, picked up the car keys and walked out quickly.

"Then be careful on the road......" Before Lai Ting's words were finished, Song Qianqian had already opened the door and walked out.

"Wang Hao, what should I do?"

Lai Ting sat beside Wang Hao, holding his arm with an anxious expression, she was very panicked, afraid that something would happen to Song Qianqian.

Wang Hao patted her hand and comforted: "Don't worry, I'll call Mo Ling first, yesterday Cui Lao's birthday banquet, celebrities from all walks of life in City A went, he must have been invited to participate, I will ask what is going on first, let him help think of a way, after all, he knows more people than us." ”

Lai Ting nodded, "Then you can fight quickly, I'll go make some breakfast for the children first." ”

When Song Qianqian arrived at the dessert shop, the outside of the store had already been surrounded by many reporters.

Now is the food crackdown period, and at this time, there has been a quality accident in my own cake, which is obviously self-defeating.

Song Qianqian clenched his fists, took a few deep breaths, prepared himself, and walked directly towards the group of people.

Although she doesn't believe that there will be any problems with her cake, the reporter has come to the door, and she can't escape, at this important time, she has to stand up and explain things clearly.

"It's coming, it's coming, the owner of this shop is here!"

I don't know who shouted, a group of reporters were like wolves that had been hungry for many days, smelling fresh food, and surrounded them with a "hula" sound, squeezing Song Qianqian in the middle of the crowd.

Song Qianqian was not tall originally, but he was squeezed by these reporters and almost fell to the ground without standing firmly. If she hadn't held on to the street lamp beside her in time, I'm afraid she would have been trampled under the feet of this group of people.

Before she could stand firmly, she was dizzy and distracted by the various questions asked by the reporters.

"Miss Song, how do you explain the problem with the quality of the cakes in your store?"

"Miss Song, now is the period of strict inspection of food quality, is it a disguised hype that you chose to have an accident at this time?"

"Miss Song, I heard that there is a feud between you and Miss Cui Yaming, the deputy general manager of Cui's Group, is it that you deliberately sent the expired cake to her father's birthday in order to retaliate?"

"Miss Song, I heard that your cake can't be sold, and the next day it will be given to the sanitation workers under the slogan of free, is this true?"

"Miss Song......"

"Miss Song......"