The only remaining sanity made Song Mingzhu hurry to find her bag, her vision seemed to become blurred for a moment, and she couldn't even see the road clearly.

In the dimness, she seemed to see a figure that frightened her.

"Ren Yanfei! No...... Don't come here! ”

Song Mingzhu sat on the ground, staggering back, she wiped her eyes violently, "No, you're not Ren Yanfei!" You are Ren Shu! You are Ren Shu! ”

Ji He kicked away her bag and slowly stepped forward, "Song Mingzhu, you can see clearly!" Who the hell am I! ”

Song Mingzhu's consciousness has become chaotic, she hugged her head and whispered indiscriminately, saying something indistinctly in her mouth.

Seeing this, Ji He chuckled, and after concluding that there was no monitoring here, she stepped forward and peeled off Song Mingzhu's hand on her cheek, "How did Ren Yanfei die in the first place, you should know very well in your heart, right?" ”

This gloomy voice was like a demon seeking revenge in the middle of the night, attached to Song Mingzhu's ears and blowing cool air, and Song Mingzhu's whole scalp was numb when he heard it.

"Nope! I do not know! I don't know anything! Don't ask me! Go away! Go away! ”

Song Mingzhu stretched out her hand and patted it indiscriminately in front of her, and when her fingertips touched Ji He's face that was breathing steadily, she couldn't help but tremble.

Ji He grabbed her chin with a grim expression, "Say!" How did Ren Yanfei die! ”

Song Mingzhu seemed to be stunned, and she only knew giggles for a long time.

If it is delayed any longer, Ji He is afraid of missing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he can't help but become anxious.

"Speak! You speak! ”

She kept shaking Song Mingzhu's body, and Song Mingzhu was stunned and didn't spit out a word.

"Sister Ji He, what are you doing!"

The sudden appearance of the assistant startled Ji He.

"Xiaomi, why are you here?" The expression on Ji He's face was unnatural for a moment.

She saw Xiaomi pick up Song Mingzhu's dropped shoes and bag along the way, and took out a medicine bottle from Song Mingzhu's bag and fed Song Mingzhu to eat the medicine.

Ji He closed his eyes resigned to fate like a deflated ball.

It almost worked.

If you miss this time, you don't know when you will wait for the next time.

"You also know that Sister Mingzhu is in a special situation, and I just tested whether she reacted."

Afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings, Ji He thought about it and explained.

Millet looked at her with a strange look, nodded, and said nothing.

Just when Ji He was about to step forward to help Song Mingzhu, Xiaomi suddenly asked her: "I think Sister Mingzhu has always been very good to us, Sister Ji He, what do you think?" ”

Ji He was silent for a while, then smiled back, "Well, it's good." ”

"It's good to know!"

Ji He was startled, turned his head and saw Song Huazhang standing less than ten meters away from her.

Song Huazhang's voice was full of momentum, and like Song Mingzhu, he couldn't hide his arrogance when he spoke.

Ji He thought about it seriously, and made sure that when she pressed Song Mingzhu to ask him, there was no one around, so he put his mind at ease.

"You have all seen today's events, if I know that any of you have leaked the news, you know the end!"

Song Huazhang looked at the two of them fiercely, with his ability as an international director, he must be able to do what he says.

"Knowing Director Song, for so long, we have always been tight-lipped, don't worry."

Xiaomi obediently assured Song Huazhang, and Song Huazhang nodded with satisfaction, "You guys, I don't worry." ”

He stretched out his hand to take Song Mingzhu from Ji He's hand, and when Ji He let go, he glanced at Ji He with deep eyes.

"Do your best to stay by Zhuzhu's side, and the benefits will naturally be indispensable to you."

"Yes." Ji He replied without any expression.

"Uncle? What are you doing here? Why am I here? ”

Song Mingzhu, who slowly regained consciousness, was surprised when she saw Song Huazhang.

She remembered that after Jiang Xin heard her head hit and died, she ran out by herself, and she didn't remember anything after that.

She glanced down, dressed neatly, and looked in the mirror again, after making sure that the makeup was not spent, her nervous mood was better.

"What's going on?"

Song Huazhang didn't speak, just looked at her with heavy eyes.

After going upstairs, Song Huazhang specially branched out the staff and asked Song Mingzhu to talk alone.

"Are you sure you can trust all these staff around you?" Song Huazhang's expression was not very good-looking.

When he was young and vigorous, he didn't get into trouble, thanks to Song Mingzhu's mother, who helped him with everything, which made him where he is today.

Song Huazhang always remembered the kindness of his sister, so he was particularly indulgent to his niece.

Many of the people Song Mingzhu offended in the circle were settled by Song Huazhang in secret.

Song Huazhang firmly believes that his niece will not offend those people for no reason, and she must have suffered a lot of grievances.

Therefore, Song Huazhang didn't pay attention to the feelings at all when he made a move, the ban that should be blocked, and the snow that should be hidden.

If you are not cruel to outsiders, when their power recovers in the future, they will inevitably come back and bite you.

"Uncle, I just ...... Are you sick again? ”

Song Mingzhu reacted in a daze, didn't they all know about Ji He?

After Ren Yanfei's death, Song Mingzhu suffered from a very serious mental illness, and she saw many famous psychiatrists at home and abroad, but she couldn't find the real pathogenic factor.

The key reason is that Song Mingzhu has always been evasive in the process of psychological counseling and is unwilling to confide too much.

The most appropriate explanation given by the psychiatrist was that he was overly frightened, but he also wondered how Song Mingzhu, a pampered young lady and a big star, could be scared like this.

But Song Mingzhu didn't want to say more, and he couldn't make a further diagnosis.

At present, Song Mingzhu needs to rely on medicine to maintain consciousness.

The first few episodes of illness can be clearly perceived, so when Song Mingzhu gets sick, he will push off the current itinerary and run home or go to Song Huazhang as soon as possible.

I didn't expect this time to be so unasymptomatic, and I was bumped into by her staff.

"The only ones who know about this are your agent and your assistant Xiaomi, you just need to keep an eye on it."

Song Huazhang sighed, and he was always relieved, "Remember, don't be careless!" ”

If this matter spreads, not only Song Mingzhu's star career will be ruined, but the entire Song family will have no place among the nobles in the Beijing circle.

It is precisely because Song Huazhang knows this that he watches Song Mingzhu's every move very closely.

He will never allow anyone to take this opportunity to ruin the face of his niece and even the entire Song family!

"Uncle, I understand what you said." Song Mingzhu has always been obedient to this uncle, "Uncle came over this time, is there something wrong?" ”

"The drama I was preparing recently, there is a lack of a heroine, I have already fought for your position with the management, it will be decided in a few days, don't let me live up to my expectations of you."

"I understand! Thank you, uncle! ”

Song Mingzhu nodded heavily, but she couldn't help but be proud in her heart, someone else snatched the revealed heroine quota and easily sent it to her.

Those who have worked hard all their lives are fighting with people like her, who were born in Rome, what to fight!

"The actor has been decided." Song Huazhang pretended to say deeply.

He knew that Song Mingzhu was most concerned about this.

"Who is it?"

"Of course, it's the one you've been thinking about the most." Song Huazhang smiled indulgently.

"I knew my uncle was the best for me!" Song Mingzhu couldn't hide the excitement in her heart, and kissed Song Huazhang heavily on the face.

*

"What, unhappy?"

"It's fun."

It is not advisable to lean on the railing and enjoy the night view outside.

There was a lonely star hanging in the dark sky, like her.

"It's a little unreal."

Fei Yi smiled bitterly, took a sip of the beer in his hand, and then looked at Fu Shiyuan next to him.

Fu Shiyuan had already changed out of his white coat, with a lazy T on his body, and there was no blood on his face, and he was spotlessly clean.

The youthful spirit on his face reminded Fei Yi of his appearance at the "Galaxy" meeting.

At that time, Fu Shiyuan was very soft, very similar to now.

Fu Shiyuan drank a lot of wine, but as if he was not drunk, he was not only conscious, but his body was also clean, and he couldn't smell the slightest bit of alcohol.

"This is the first time someone has given me a birthday." Fei Yi showed a relieved smile, "Although, not today." ”

She drank and her whole face was flushed.

Fu Shiyuan didn't think deeply when he heard this, he just thought that Liang Song and the others remembered the wrong day.

"I really scared you today?"

After thinking about it, Fu Shiyuan still wanted to verify this answer.

He walked towards Fei Yi with the syringe, and the natural horror on Fei Yi's face annoyed him until now.

He also asked Liang Song, was he really scared at that time?

Liang Song's answer was: The feeling at that time was very realistic, like a real NPC in a secret room, and people who knew that they were acting were not afraid.

What about those who don't know?

Fu Shiyuan's eyes were complicated to look at the drunk Feiyi, she was holding her cheeks in both hands, staring blankly at the sky, and the beer can was casually thrown aside by her.

"Fu Shiyuan, if you really become like this one day, I'm not surprised at all!"

Fei Yi suddenly grabbed Fu Shiyuan's collar and looked at him with a stupid expression, "But that day, I will definitely be scared half to death." ”

When reading a book or watching a drama, the villain's sense of oppression can only be conveyed through the screen, and this immersive face to the villain is often the most terrifying.

"Am I that scary?"

Fu Shiyuan frowned and patted Fei Yi's face, "Fei Xiaoyi?" ”

Fei Yi lay on Fu Shiyuan's shoulder softly, and there was no reaction at all.

Fu Shiyuan helped her up expressionlessly, and kept weighing the strength of his hand, "You are quite big-hearted." ”

If you were someone else, I am afraid that your chastity would have been difficult to protect a long time ago.

The drunk Fei Yi suddenly let out a small laugh, she reached out and touched Fu Shiyuan's collar to touch his collarbone, "Fu Shiyuan, you are so thin!" ”

"Aren't you the same?" Fu Shiyuan's hands hung in the air, and the light weight on Fei Yi's body made him frown.

Fei Yi touched his Adam's apple along his collarbone, as if he had discovered some new continent, and played with it in a new way.

Fu Shiyuan only felt a thirst in his throat, he mentioned Fei Yi, and called her name in a dumb voice: "Fei Xiaoyi!" ”

"Can you please stop moving?"

Fei Yi didn't listen at all, and replied to him slowly: "What is the same, we are different, and I don't belong here." ”

After speaking, Fei Yi stood on tiptoe in a daze and kissed Fu Shiyuan's lips.

"It's all a dream anyway, then I'm going crazy!"

The strength of Fei Yi's kiss continued to deepen, Fu Shiyuan's eyes opened stiffly, and his black eyes continued to become cloudy.

"Master Fu! Fu ......"

Xu Qiyuan, who was eager to say something, broke into sight, and the scene in front of him stunned him.

He immediately closed his eyes, "That...... I didn't see anything! ”

Fu Shiyuan brushed aside his inappropriate face and returned to consciousness.

"What's the matter?"

"The heroine of 'Song of Dawn' is set." Xu Qiyuan said.

"Song Mingzhu?"

Xu Qiyuan nodded, "Master Fu, how do you know?" ”