It has been more than a week since the Qixi Lantern Festival explosion, but no matter how much explosive news appears, there is still no way to resist the news that Yang Cheng, the daughter of the imperial capital, was injured at the Lantern Festival.

There are still many memories outside the Yang family's mansion, and there is an endless stream of them, and every media hopes to know what Yang Cheng looks like after the operation with the "hand of God" as soon as possible.

"Husband, this wealthy family, the secrets in the entertainment industry don't know how many explosions have been in a row, and even the Wang family's sister-in-law is not biological, we have told it through another channel, but this reporter is still crowding towards our house, Xiaocheng She hasn't spoken for a few days......"

Standing behind the curtains, secretly watching the scene below, Mother Yang frowned and looked at the reporters who were laying under the Yang family's mansion, worried.

"I really didn't expect a famous beautician to be so powerful, I tried to evict the police several times, they still refused to give up, sometimes I really want to wonder if there is someone behind the orchestration of all this."

Father Yang hugged Mother Yang, and behind his worried gaze, a sharp light flashed, which was the anger of the superior who did not tolerate being played.

No matter how much the news outside is speculating, quarreling. On the most secluded floor of the Yang family, Yang Cheng lay quietly on the bed, looking at a ray of sunlight outside through the gap in the gauze, without saying a word.

Since she came out of the hospital, she has been moved to this floor by her parents, and at first there were desperate reporters who climbed over the wall to enter. Photographed his illness through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and after being caught, the room was covered with gray curtains, and even the servants were rarely seen except for three meals a day.

Breathing in the scent of the faint aroma in the air, Yang Cheng's thoughts still drifted to the day of the incident, that day he was still some distance from the place of the explosion, but he fell into the explosion area so coincidentally. At that time...... Someone is obviously pushing themselves.

"I can't be wrong, at that time I was obviously comforting the child with everyone, and then someone pushed me and pushed me directly into the fire pit, the time and place were so appropriate......"

Yang Cheng raised his head and looked at the ceiling through the gauze with empty eyes, and said to himself:

"Did I feel wrong?"

As if thinking of something, his eyes suddenly became sharp:

"One accident is an accident, two accidents are a coincidence, but what about this one?"

When the dinner party was held at Yang's house for the first time, Chen Yutong's unwilling gaze before he died, was it at that time, in fact, it should not be her who died, but herself? Is it because the people behind the scenes at that time didn't expect Chen Yutong to pounce suddenly and mess up his plan. That's why I had to change direction, kill Chen Yutong, and then continue to plot everything behind my back?

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng's thoughts drifted to before watching the lantern show......

"Sister Yang, wait a minute, there is an interview and you have to prepare."

Bai Chuan, a photographer who had been partnering with Yang Cheng, packed up his machine and shouted to Yang Cheng, who was still looking at the materials.

"Is there an interview with me today?"

Yang Cheng raised his head from the thick information and glanced at the calendar next to him.

"Alice just arranged it, and I heard that the editor in charge of the famous novelist Luo Haichuan was sick and on leave. So you were arranged on an ad hoc basis. ”

While packing up his things, Bai Chuan urged Yang Cheng:

"Sister Yang, hurry up, otherwise you will be late, I heard that the writer has a very strange temper, and it took our company a long time to make an appointment, if it is messed up, maybe Alice can tear down the office."

When he said the second half of the sentence, Bai Chuan quietly lowered his voice, pointed to Alice's office and grimaced at Yang Cheng. Looking at his naughty appearance, Yang Cheng laughed out loud, got up and brought his notebook and sketch pen:

"Do you have a copywriter? It's about interviews. ”

"It's already on your desk, look for it."

Shirakawa's clothes are ready to go:

"How's it going?"

"Well, let's go."

After Yang Cheng packed up his things, he walked out of the company with Bai Chuan.

"You're late."

A man named Luo Haichuan pointed to his watch and said:

"It's a minute and four seconds late, don't you know that the whole time is the most precious treasure for me?"

"If you continue to delay, I'm afraid you'll be here today."

Yang Cheng sat down and took out his copywriting and notebook, and recorded what he was doing quickly:

"If you don't want to waste your so-called precious time, then please get started."

Luo Haichuan was speechless by Yang Cheng's momentum, and he also knew that the woman in front of him was the daughter of the Yang family, so the complaint just now was just a ruthless mouth, if it was serious, he really didn't dare to just throw his face and leave. Otherwise, if the Yang family knows, don't completely block yourself.

For a while, the atmosphere of the interview was also very harmonious. Yang Cheng is, after all, an experienced editor. The interview also picked up the key points, and soon ended the interview, Yang Cheng waved the notebook with dense handwriting in his hand, and smiled at Luo Haichuan:

"Half an hour less than the scheduled time, I compensate you."

"Yes, yes."

After some interviews, Luo Haichuan also saw Yang Cheng's professionalism. originally thought that a child who was pampered in a wealthy family would not be very powerful, but in this conversation, Luo Haichuan saw that this eldest lady is articulate and has a strong ability to organize information.

Yang Cheng looked at Luo Haichuan with a respectful look, knowing that he was worried about underestimating himself. didn't bother to talk nonsense with this kind of person, Yang Cheng said directly to Bai Chuan, who was still filming behind him:

"Let's go, go back to the company."

"Sister Yang, be careful!"

When passing through the intersection, Bai Chuan quickly threw down the equipment on his body, hugged Yang Cheng and spun his body, which was comparable to a speeding Maserati.

"Sister Yang, why don't you look at the road when you walk."

After Bai Chuan saw that there was no danger, he picked up the machine on the ground and pointed at Yang Cheng.

"Really?"

Yang Cheng glanced at the sidewalk, which was already a green light:

"Wasn't it a green light just now?"

"Sister Yang, are you busy and dizzy, it was a red light just now."

Bai Chuan looked at Yang Cheng with a worried expression:

"Sister Yang, I saved your life this time, tell me how to thank me."

"Okay, please eat."

Yang Cheng smiled and walked farther and farther away with Baichuan, and he didn't take the accident just now to heart.

It's just that at this moment, the memory returns, Yang Chengping's palm on the bed gradually tightens, grabbing the sheets into a ball, and the eyes covered by gauze roll out a bloodthirsty light:

"Someone is going to kill me?"