Chapter 169 Meeting the murderer of my past life

When Song Qingxing arrived at the advertising company, everyone had already arrived. The atmosphere in the advertising company was even more compact than that of the film crew. After all, they were all urban beauties, and everyone had a cup of Starbucks in their hands.

Song Qingxing directly asked the makeup artist to do her makeup. Before her, several other artists would come to the advertising company's photo studio.

It seems that the photographic equipment must not stop for a moment.

High-end photography equipment can cost tens of millions, so even when advertising companies are not using it, they rent it out to others.

No wonder I can’t stop all day long.

Before Song Qingxing, several magazine companies would come to take pictures. Song Qingxing leaned back in her chair, enjoying Yu Zhi serving her tea and water.

I was so comfortable that I was about to fall asleep when I suddenly heard other people shouting.

"Xinran, be more natural."

Xinran...this name sounds so familiar.

Song Qingxing's brain was slow for a moment, then she quickly opened her eyes. Wait, could it be Li Xinran?

Because Song Qingxing suddenly moved her head, the makeup artist's hand shifted slightly, causing her eyeliner to be a little thicker.

This is extremely inconsistent.

"Feel sorry…"

Song Qingxing felt a little embarrassed. She felt that her sudden outburst would make the makeup artist's efforts go to waste, but she really couldn't control her shock at seeing the murderer who killed her.

Although there is no evidence yet, Song Qingxing can guess it's almost correct.

After all, the crew had already shown signs before he drowned, and if he had noticed them at that time, perhaps his death could have been avoided.

But if death is avoided.

There is no way for me to be reborn, which means that I will never meet Xie Jingcheng.

No!

Don’t think like that!

Rebirth was an accident, and life only comes once. Even if she were given a choice, she would definitely choose the timeline of rebirth this time.

But it does not mean that you can easily forgive the enemy who killed you.

Song Qingxing stared at Li Xinran. She knew that now was not the right time because Li Xinran had the support of Shengtai Group.

Obviously, resources are starting to improve.

However, just because Song Qingxing didn't choose to take the initiative didn't mean trouble wouldn't come to her, because the makeup artist's low exclamation attracted other people in the studio to watch.

Song Qingxing was a little embarrassed. She put on makeup in the studio because it wasn't long before her performance. Otherwise, she would have gone to the dressing room to do it.

Li Xinran looked up and seemed a little surprised. Isn't this Song Qingxing?

She recalled how Song Qingxing had been so arrogant and domineering when she was playing a supporting role, and she was immediately filled with anger, but she did not dare to do anything evil.

Because Li Xinran has always been the one who can judge the situation best. She knew that Xie Jingcheng was behind the other party, so she did not act recklessly, but this does not mean that she is afraid of Song Qingxing.

"Long time no see, Qingxing."

Li Xinran smiled coquettishly, and the hairs on Song Qingxing's back stood up. The more she looked at her, the more she felt that she was her murderer. Of course, she didn't know if this was a psychological effect.

"Long time no see."

Song Qingxing replied politely.

"Teacher Xie didn't come with you today?"

Li Xinran looked around, her courage growing stronger and stronger, because...

As time passed, Song Qingxing heard footsteps again. The man was dressed in a suit and tie, with shiny pointed leather shoes.

"Honey, why don't you go to the magazine shoot?"

Oops! Oops!

Song Qingxing wanted to die at that moment. It felt like she had traveled into a post-apocalyptic novel. She had just mustered up her courage to go out and collect supplies, but after only a few steps she met a pair of zombie lovers.

No need to think, everyone knows who this person is.

It must be Zhao Shengyang.

Xie Jingcheng and the other party were classmates.

Sure enough, Zhao Shengyang's gaze quickly fixed on Song Qingxing's face, and the surprise in his eyes flashed by and then was concealed.

"This is Qingxing, right? Xie Jingcheng is my good friend. We used to go to the same school."

Zhao Shengyang stretched out his hand. Song Qingxing was embarrassed for a moment, not knowing whether she should shake it or not, so she could only stand up hastily.

"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."

Song Qingxing was so embarrassed that she resorted to peeing, but she would rather make a fool of herself in public than shake hands with Zhao Shengyang.

I always feel that this guy's hands are covered in filth and blood, which is completely inferior to Xie Jingcheng's hands which are fragrant, soft, and a little bony to the touch.

Song Qingxing sat on the toilet but couldn't get out. She washed her hands with cold water and tried to calm herself down. How could she not see it just now?

Zhao Shengyang's greedy eyes.

Although she had nothing to do with Zhao Shengyang in her previous life and had never met him, but... Song Qingxing had seen that kind of look of wanting to sleep with her in anyone who had ever had desire for her.

The only person who didn't make her feel disgusted was Xie Jingcheng.

Sure enough, only when I encounter something that makes me more disgusted, I can remember the good things about Xie Jingcheng.

After putting her hands under the dryer in the bathroom to blow them dry, Song Qingxing was about to leave the bathroom, thinking to herself that she had been dawdling for so long, those two guys should have gone to shoot a magazine.

If you stay any longer, your body will be contaminated by the strong aroma of the toilet, and there will also be a faint stench.

Song Qingxing couldn't accept it.

The bathroom door was pushed open a little. Just as Song Qingxing was about to go out, she saw a person in a brown coat. The person's long hair was tied up, and the bangs on the forehead were pushed to the side, forming air bangs, and the hair slid down the cheeks.

He is really heroic.

But Song Qingxing was so familiar with this face that she even stuttered when she spoke.

"Jingcheng, why are you here?"

Although he did not do anything wrong, it was really bad to run away early in the morning.

"I came to see you."

"I know, you must want to ask me if I have work today."

Xie Jingcheng reached out and held Song Qingxing's wrist, led them out of the toilet, and came to a secluded corner. It was still the familiar safe passage and the lush green plants that could perfectly conceal the figures of the two.

"I have work, and a friend recommended a movie to me, so after today, I might have to go out of town to film."

Xie Jingcheng's eyes showed reluctance. She only learned about the news at the last minute, when she was riding the bus here.

But this also provided me with a reason why I came to see Song Qingxing.

I originally wanted to decline, but he is one of my few good friends.

It's not good to refuse again and again. After all, it would be irrational to completely give up my acting career for love.

"I might be leaving tonight or tomorrow morning, and I wanted to come see you before I go."

"But I didn't expect that Zhao Shengyang would be there too."

Xie Jingcheng arrived at an unfortunate moment and happened to see Zhao Shengyang looking at Song Qingxing with greedy eyes.

This is really bad.

Xie Jingcheng will never allow others to have delusions about his own people.

So we must find a way to protect it.

There is no time to lose in sending more bodyguards and assistants.