I held my waist, and under Tang Jiamo's intimate support, I slowly walked into this hospital like an Lafayette, and I was a little puzzled: "Shouldn't I find the original doctor for a follow-up?" ”

"After he came up with such an unreliable treatment plan, I thought you should need a new doctor. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Tang Jiamo explained like this, as if it was very reliable.

I followed his footsteps and let him lead me to the so-called reliable new doctor, and I couldn't help but feel guilty in my heart: such an unreliable doctor has actually served in your family for nearly half of his life, and your family is quite humane.

The new doctor's surname is Shen, his appearance is ordinary, his personality is ordinary, and even the follow-up procedure was completed quickly without any episodes, which is very different from the ups and downs of the previous few days, which makes me feel inexplicably unreal.

I sat in Tang Jiamo's car, looked down at the calcium tablets in my hand, and couldn't adjust my emotions for a while, and secretly glanced at Tang Jiamo, who was sitting quietly reviewing the information, and my heart actually began to feel uneasy.

"Since the inspection just now, you have an expression as if you are afraid of being pushed into the fire pit at any time, why, you are very uneasy?" He was still buried in the information in his hand, and did not look up at me, but asked in a relaxed tone.

I expressed my silence and admitted that I was indeed very uneasy and seemed to be too calm, because this trip was really calm and unpleasant, and I was originally prepared to face a bunch of unexpected situations. For example, a small reporter suddenly popped up and asked me what my relationship was with Tang Jiamo, or asked me what I thought of the Tang and Song Dynasty marriages, or even asked me if Tang Jiamo and Su Tong were worthy, etc., oh, by the way, and whether I deliberately stole the painting because I was resentful of the Tang and Song Dynasty marriages, but in the end, nothing happened.

Perhaps he didn't get a response from me, but he raised his eyes and asked me, "What are you thinking?" ”

"I'm thinking that this reliable new doctor seems to say that I've gotten a lot better, and the focus of the previous scandal seems to have shifted from my side, so I should be able to live my old little life again." Thinking about how ignorant I really am, it made me worry about my intelligence for a long time.

Tang Jiamo looked at me with interest, and felt that I was telling a joke: "Song Yu, your name is good." ”

I glared at him.

"Delusional."

I knew it......

"Don't forget what you promised me, although it wasn't written down in black and white, but I have a way to make it more effective than what was written in black and white, do you believe it?" The corners of Tang Jiamo's mouth were lightly raised, but the eye lines did not move at all, not like a joke at all.

I swallowed, feeling a little aggrieved that I wouldn't have been so relieved if he hadn't threatened to throw me out of the media group facing the triple mountain inside and out. And at that time, I really thought that he had some good way to make those media friends collectively silence it, just like what happened back then, who knew that after a few years, he would be so fond of gossip headlines.

It's not an adolescent period, and my interests and hobbies change frequently.

"Believe, how can you not believe it!" I let out a long sigh and asked him a little weakly, "Okay, then what do you want me to pretend to be Song Kun?" ”

He suddenly approached me, and his eyes sank terribly as if they were a wilderness in the dark night, and I couldn't tell the way.

A deep voice echoed in my ears: "Don't do anything, as Tang Jiamo's fiancée, don't deny that you are 'Song Kun'." ”

I was stunned, and finally reacted from the shock, pushed him away in a panic, and looked at him in disbelief: "Are you asking me to keep your fiancée's position for 'Song Kun'?" ”

There was a gentle smile in his dark eyes, and the slightly cold tone seemed to be dyed with warmth: "Song Yu, sometimes your interpretation is so accurate that I am a little surprised, and I will wonder if you are a Ah Kun who has changed your face." ”

If I was a little shocked just now, now I am so frightened that my heart is about to jump to my throat after hearing Tang Jiamo's words: "You, what kind of nonsense are you talking about." ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Really?" Then he slightly restrained the smile in his eyes, flipped through the information in his hand and continued, "You never seem to have been curious that Song Ye's daughter 'Song Kun' is not the current Su Tong. ”

I was there, and I didn't know how to answer him for a while, and then I realized how terrible the human subconscious is. It is natural for me that Su Tong is not the "Song Kun" of the year, but for a person who is completely strange to them, how can it not be strange at all!

"Uh, didn't you say before that the person in the painting is not Su Tong, the person in the painting is Song Ye's daughter, and Song Ye's daughter is Song Kun, so Su Tong is naturally not Song Kun." I suddenly felt that my words were very logical and convincing.

He looked at me with a deep expression: "You don't think it's strange that the two of them look the same?" ”

I objectively analyzed with him: "Su Tong didn't look like that. ”

"Oh, so why do you think she needs a face like that?"

I looked at Tang Jiamo in silence, and felt that he had a lot of questions today, and I didn't want to answer, but I didn't answer him, as if the car would drive endlessly until he got the answer he wanted.

I looked at him helplessly, and my calm tone was like a radio news anchor broadcasting current political news: "Maybe Song Ye also needs a 'Song Kun' to keep what he wants for him." ”

After a long time, Tang Jiamo, whose emotions seemed to be shrouded in a fog since they met again, smiled sincerely at me for the first time: "Song Yu, I think we will cooperate happily." ”

I used to really like to see him smile like that, but now, this smile makes my head ring.

"In order to make you better qualified for this job, I can answer any of your questions about her every day." Tang Jiamo's kindness didn't make me feel a little comforted, and I asked him uncertainly: "One a day?" ”

Tang Jiamo responded very cheerfully: "Well, one a day." ”

"Are you sure this is to make me better qualified to pretend to be 'Song Kun'? Shouldn't she tell me everything about her at once? "Play a thousand and one nights, one a day!

He glanced at me, probably thinking that his rare kindness had not been appreciated, and woke me up: "I now believe that you did enter the weekly magazine through the back door, and you don't seem to have the quality of a journalist." ”

I glared at him with a hint of humor: "What does this have to do with whether I have the quality of a journalist or not?" ”

"News needs to have a focus to cause controversy, but too much focus will distract people's attention, some people like you have weak inductive ability," vaguely felt my protest, he paused, and continued after soothing me with perfunctory eyes: "I don't know where the focus is, and there is no way to guide the direction of public opinion or express the main idea, so we need to put each focus in order and express it logically, those who are objective express the truth, and those who have intentions use the truth, isn't it what some so-called news media are best at?" ”

He looked at my completely stunned look, and couldn't help but pat me on the shoulder comfortingly: "I see that you don't have this consciousness, in return, I will sort it out for you, and by the way, you can give it to your aunt." ”

"My aunt? Have you been in contact with my aunt? This is really another shocking news, with Xuan Yongfeng's posture of not waiting to see Tang Jiamo, what a hot scene it must be, just thinking about it feels as exciting as watching "Fast and Furious".

He looked at my hidden excitement and was a little confused: "What's wrong?" ”

"No, nothing, just curious what you were talking to her?" In fact, I'm more curious about what Xuan Yongfeng said to him.

"Ask her to borrow someone." Tang Jiamo's gaze fell on me, and he folded his arms to look at me, as if he was once again considering whether his latest business was worth it.

"What did you promise to give her?" This must be a big deal, I thought to myself.

Tang Jiamo shook his head, and said to me lightly: "It's your task to break the news, I just promised her that within the scope of business involved in 'Sheng Tang', no one will stop you from taking any of the materials." ”

I instantly felt a jack pressing down on my body, making me breathless, and I grabbed my chest with worry, trying to show him three liters of vomiting blood: "Can I authorize my colleagues at Weekly Magazine?" ”

He briskly gave a negative answer, cutting off all my bargaining: "That's your privilege as 'Song Kun'." ”

"Tang Jiamo, why don't you take it back, it's a burden for me, really!" I pulled up his sleeve in horror, and the thought of having to submit at least a dozen materials to Xuan Yongfeng every day made me feel bad!

He looked down at my hands tugging at his sleeves, lost his mind for a moment, and muttered something that I didn't hear clearly, but when I tried to get closer, he suddenly pulled my wrist and almost hit him in the chest.

I stroked my chest with one hand, tried my best to stop my little heart from dancing like "riverdance", and asked him with my breath, "What are you doing?" ”

At such a close distance, it seemed that every cell on the face could feel each other's breath, which made me nervous, and I didn't understand what Tang Jiamo wanted to do.

Just when I wondered if I would faint from holding my breath for too long, the embarrassment was interrupted by a calm and orderly questioning voice.

"Young Master Jiamo, Miss Song's apartment has arrived."

I stared blankly at the position of the driver in the front seat, and my head, which was holding my breath and was a little dazed, instantly sobered up, and looked back at the situation between me and Tang Jiamo, and instantly felt embarrassed.

The space was too spacious, which made me ignore that in addition to Tang Jiamo and me, there was also the driver Lao Lin in the car.

"Hmm." Tang Jiamo replied indifferently, and the gaze that stayed on me never left at all.

I withdrew my hand, coughed dryly twice, and said: "Ah, I'm here, then I'll get out of the car, ......" before pushing open the door, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the foot that stepped out hurriedly retracted, thinking that it was wrong and probing out to take a look, after confirming that it was indeed my own residence, I looked at the other side of the car suspiciously: "You sent me home?" ”

Tang Jiamo shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and asked me with a smile: "It's an honor for you to want to go back to me." ”

"Bang-" I quickly threw the door open, thanked Lao Lin, and hurried to my long-lost nest, touched the key hidden behind the potted plant before opening the door and entering, and heard the friendly call of the mobile phone ringing.

I took the phone while kicking my shoes, and felt that the owner on the other end of the phone had a lot of fate with me, and I had just been released from prison, so he called so coincidentally.

"You're in too much of a hurry, and I forgot to remind you of something."

God obviously doesn't know much about the word "fate", and I curse in my heart.

"Huh?" I tugged at my shoelaces in frustration and stared at the number on the screen trying to save a nickname.

"So that you can get to know Ah Kun better, think about what kind of question you should ask me tomorrow." The serious tone on the other end of the line didn't seem like a joke at all.

After I hung up, I kept wondering what exactly he was thinking, or ...... Tang Jiamo, you are really sick.