All the people in the conference room withdrew, and all the people brought by Qin Jinlun also left, leaving only Mu Mu and He Yan in the conference room.

"You said I took someone to beat you last night?" He Yan's head hurt even more, and the pain made him grit his teeth.

Qin Jinlun looked out from the gap in the bandage, because his mouth was swollen, and his speech was slurred, "You are the ...... Turning into ashes, Lao Tzu also knows. ”

He snorted coldly, "Think you can fool me by dyeing your white hair and wearing a mask?" ”

As soon as Bai Mao was mentioned, He Yan knew what the situation was.

He grabbed two handfuls of hair, "I drank too much last night." ”

"You fart!" Qin Jinlun glared, "When you kicked me, your strength was steady!" ”

He Yan is full of black lines, "......"

"Why did I hit you?"

Qin Jinlun was shocked, "Who do you ask me and I ask!" ”

He slapped the table and got up, angry, "If I hadn't insisted on exercising for so many years, I might have been beaten to death by you and those two little girls at that time!" ”

He Yan frowned, "What do they look like?" ”

"Pretty ...... It's beautiful. Qin Jinlun reminisced.

He Yan took a deep breath, grabbed the edge of the conference table and got up, and staggered out.

"What do you want to do, abscond!" Qin Jinlun was shocked.

"Go back to your villa, I'll give you two projects, don't bother me." He Yan opened the door.

Qin Jinlun snorted, "You're insulting me!" ”

"Don't you like it?" He Yan turned around coolly.

Qin Jinlun: "...... I like it. ”

Anyway, he has been beaten, and maximizing interests is the key, and it is rare to get a project from He Yan's hands, and it is enough for him to make up a topic for two days.

He Yan walked out of the conference room and asked the assistant to take him home, he had something to verify.

The assistant didn't dare to delay, and quickly sent him back, and called Song Zhiqian by the way.

He Yan forcibly suppressed the darkness in front of him, helped the stairs to go up, touched the study, and sat heavily on the chair.

Pull open the drawer and pull out a yellowed notebook.

Turning to the latest page, there was new handwriting on it.

Two words: mulberry.

***

Sang Zi accompanied Li Qian in the hospital for a morning, and received a call from Old Man Lu halfway through, and persuaded him bitterly.

"Tomorrow is the seminar, so I must come."

"Got it." Sang Zi was so annoyed that he finally hung up the phone.

When I returned to the room, I heard Li Qian's cheers again.

"Sangsang, just now Huanhuan gave me two tickets to this hospital's seminar tomorrow, we can go together!"

Tomorrow happens to be Saturday, and I can't push it off.

Sang Zi was upset, she tossed all morning, but she didn't find any information about Xun Qi, and even the video of them entering and leaving the hotel yesterday was completely deleted.

She couldn't bear the feeling of being suppressed, and she had to improve herself in the shortest possible time.

The main reason why she accepted Qin Ziji's play was that the crew's role was more concentrated, which could save time. Martial arts is what she loves, but it's not the ultimate goal.

"I'm going to the crew in the afternoon, can you report to the crew alone?" Sang Zi glanced at Li Qian.

"Yes!" Li Qian lifted the quilt, "My legs have begun to scab, and the character is not very active." ”

Sang Zi looked at her legs, and suddenly felt strange, "Isn't your family in the capital, why didn't anyone come to see you?" ”

She hadn't noticed before that a rich lady like Li Qian shouldn't live in school all year round.

Li Qian's eyes dodged, and she covered herself with the quilt, "My family is busy." ”

Seeing that she didn't want to answer, Sang Zi shrugged her shoulders and didn't continue to ask. As soon as you bow your head, check it yourself.

By the time she understood the situation, the time was about the same.

She closed the computer with an unchanged expression, ordered a nutritious meal for Li Qian, and then walked out of the room by herself.

There were very few people in the corridor, and after passing the corner of the corridor, a well-dressed young man walked up to him and passed Sang Zi.

Sang Zi paused suddenly, took two steps back, looked at the other party's back, and frowned.

The person she just found on the information, Fang Hongqian.

***

In the hospital room

Li Qian thought it was Sang Zi who went and returned, and was pleasantly surprised, "Sang ......"

Before the second word could be spoken, the smile on her face froze.

By the door, the man had a cold face and was dressed maturely, and he came in without knocking.

Fang Hongqian couldn't help frowning as he watched the girl's round face lose its blood color in an instant, and his eyes fell on the fruit bowl on the bedside table.

"Looks like someone came before me."

Probably because she met Sang Zi, Li Qian was also bold.

She grabbed the sheets under the quilt and tugged at the corners of her lips, "Brother, if you come a little later, you may not be able to use it." ”

Fang Hongqian glanced at her, surprised in his heart, he hadn't heard the fat girl slap himself head-on for a long time.

"Can hospitalization strengthen courage?" His tone was slightly mocking, and he pulled out the chair with a presumptuous attitude, and felt bad, so he turned around and sat on the edge of Li Qian's bed.

The barbs on the girl's body were erected, and she subconsciously dodged to the side, "I'm almost ready, I'll go to film in the afternoon." ”

"Does the family need you to film?" Fang Hongqian sneered, leaned over, pushed the fruit plate on the bedside table to the trash can, and said in a cold tone, "If you have nothing to do, come to me." ”

Li Qian tensed all over, and subconsciously retorted, "I don't want it!" ”

What is the difference between going to you and dying.

Fang Hongqian frowned, and stretched out his hand to grab the girl, the undisguised disgust in her eyes made him irritable.

Click!

The door opened suddenly.

Li Qian snorted and looked at the door.

Song Zhiqian looked at the situation in the room, his eyes were indistinct, and he walked into the room with a faint smile.

"Is there something wrong with Qianqian?"

Li Qian was at a loss, "What?" ”

"Just now your friend called the nurse's desk and asked me to come to your room in five minutes to help you check the wound." Song Zhiqian had a mild attitude.

Li Qian fell in one breath, extremely grateful to Sang Zi in her heart, although she didn't know how Sang Zi knew about her family's situation.

Fang Hongqian stood up, and glanced at Li Qian, "When did you have a friend?" ”

Without waiting for Li Qian to answer, Song Zhiqian walked to the other side of Li Qian's bed, and his tone was joking, "Mr. Fang's words are weird, how can a cute little girl like Qianqian have no friends?" ”

Li Qian lowered her head, ignoring the dark tide surging between the two on her side, and clasped her hands tightly together.

Song Zhiqian is right, she also had a lot of friends when she was a child, and she has no friends since she entered the door of that house.

Even trying to call mom is harder than climbing to the sky.

"Dean Song, why didn't you knock on the door just now?" Fang Hongqian suddenly attacked.

Song Zhiqian raised his eyebrows, "I ......"

He didn't finish speaking.

"I let it." Li Qian raised her head and calmly met Fang Hongqian.

"Dean Song and I were friends we made the night before, and he can not knock on the door."