Song Qingyu frowned.

This is really strange.

Gu Hanxing raised his eyes and saw Song Qingyu's eyebrows were tightly knitted together. He said in a gentle voice: "There must be something wrong here. I will let Song Feng continue to investigate."

Song Qingyu looked at Gu Hanxing gratefully: "Thank you."

Gu Hanxing smiled faintly.

"There's one more thing, which is about Uncle Song's inheritance and the issue of donating it all. If you don't want the inheritance to be donated, I can ask Ji Yunli to help you with the lawsuit."

"No need," Song Qingyu said with a smile, "Just do as Dad says."

As long as the money doesn't end up in Zhang Lan's hands, she will be very satisfied.

Gu Hanxing stared at Song Qingyu: "Are you sure? Your company has just been established and you need money."

Song Qingyu's smile deepened. "I'm very sure. Although I really need the money now, the lawsuit takes time. Most importantly, this is Dad's money. I'm not his daughter, but I've had his love for so many years, and those antiques. I'm already unworthy of it."

A strange feeling surged in Gu Hanxing's heart.

Maybe it’s because of the living environment.

He could never believe that there were people in this world who were not interested in money and power.

He is always wary of the outside world like a hedgehog.

He didn't even trust his two brothers who were related by blood.

But he completely trusted Song Qingyu and was not on guard at all.

Maybe it’s because Song Qingyu is not interested in money.

She took what she was supposed to take.

So you never have to worry that she will suddenly bite you back one day.

"Since you've made up your mind, then..." Gu Hanxing spread out his palms, his bony fingers gleaming brightly under the light, "Come to me anytime you need money."

"good."

Song Qingyu stood up and stretched: "I'll go up first."

Gu Hanxing nodded slightly and watched Song Qingyu go upstairs, but there was a hint of emotion in his eyes.

After returning to the room, Song Qingyu immediately turned on the computer and continued to work on the strategy.

However, halfway through, she received a voice chat request from Fang Yu.

Song Qingyu clicked on it: "Fang Yu."

"Ms. Song," Fang Yu's voice was a little hoarse, "I'm sorry to call you so late."

Song Qingyu glanced at the time on the computer and realized that it was already 11 o'clock.

"What's up?"

"It's like this..." Fang Yu's voice choked, "Miss Song, I originally wanted to find a caregiver for grandma, but I was in such a hurry to go out this time that I didn't have time.

So I went to find my neighbor aunt.

But the neighbor said that she didn't have the resources in this area and didn't know where to find a caregiver.

So I have no choice but to come to you, can you help me? "

Song Qingyu finally took her eyes off the computer.

But it wasn't because Fang Yu asked her for help.

But it was because of Fang Yu's voice.

Very strange.

Like crying.

"Wait a moment." Song Qingyu picked up the phone on the table and went to the balcony. "What you just said is fine, but I'm not sure what you need. How about we start a video call?"

Fang Yu's voice was clearly panicked: "Do I really have to turn on the video?"

"It's better to talk it over face to face. After all, it's such an important matter as finding a caregiver for the elderly."

"Okay, but, Miss Song, can you wait for me for a few minutes?"

"good."

Song Qingyu hung up the phone, stood on the balcony, and looked down at the lawn.

It took a full five minutes before Fang Yu's video application popped up.

"Miss Song."

In the video, Fang Yu looked normal, except that her eyes looked a little red.

Song Qingyu calmly retracted her gaze and said, "Tell me, what are your requests?"

"I don't have any requirements, as long as you can take good care of my grandma."

"So you're crying because of your grandma?" Song Qingyu suddenly asked, catching Fang Yu off guard. She quickly waved her hands and said, "No..."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something and lowered her head, like a rooster that had lost its fighting spirit: "Yes."

Song Qingyu has seen Fang Yu's acting.

The acting is superb, and he is exactly the character created by the author.

But she is completely different in real life.

On the contrary, it can be said that he is not very good at acting.

Just like now.

Her acting was a disaster.

If she were the director, she would definitely not hire Fang Yu.

"Okay, I understand. Then I will find someone according to my own standards."

"Thank you, thank you so much." Fang Yu said sincerely.

When she looked up, Song Qingyu clearly saw the faint blush on Fang Yu's cheek.

She hummed and hung up the phone.

No words were spoken that night.

Early the next morning, Gu Hanxing saw Song Qingyu dragging her luggage downstairs.

"You're going out?"

"Yes, Fang Yu went out of town to film a movie. I didn't provide her with an agent or an assistant. I was worried that she couldn't handle it on her own, so I planned to go over and take a look."

Gu Hanxing was unwilling in his heart.

The smile on his face was still as bright as spring breeze: "How long will it take?"

"About a week or so."

In two weeks, it will be Gu Hanxing's birthday.

She must come back before Gu Hanxing's birthday.

"Okay, I'll let Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai go with you."

"Um."

The Wolf Organization was still eyeing them covetously from behind, so Song Qingyu naturally wouldn't refuse to take Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai with her.

Wuzhou is a 4-hour drive from Kyoto.

When Song Qingyu arrived, she just received a text message from Zhao Xi.

[Done.]

Seeing these two words, a faint smile appeared on Song Qingyu's lips.

Before leaving, she asked Zhao Xi to help Fang Yu's grandmother find a caregiver.

Zhao Xi might not be familiar with the affairs of Kyoto.

But her parents are old Kyoto people.

So the efficiency was extremely high, and a caregiver was found in less than half a day.

Song Qingyu could finally rest assured.

She texted Zhao Xi back: "Thanks."

Zhao Xi rolled his eyes in response.

It means that Song Qingyu was being polite to her again.

Song Qingyu didn't reply and walked into the hotel.

After everything was arranged, she asked Xiao Hei to drive her to the crew.

When we arrived at the set, the sun was already setting.

The entire Wuzhou was shrouded in the orange-red sunset, as beautiful as a landscape painting.

Song Qingyu felt like she hadn't seen such beautiful scenery for a long time.

Thinking that she would be taking Gu Hanxing out in two weeks, her heart instantly soared.

Some can't wait.

When she arrived at the crew, Song Qingyu was stopped outside the door.

"Excuse me, miss, you can't enter without a pass." The security guard initially thought Song Qingyu was an actress. After all, she was so beautiful, but when he learned that she didn't have a pass, his attitude changed instantly.

"I have a pass. Can I take this lady in?"

A voice sounded from behind Song Qingyu.