The radio was playing in the car when Su Ping suddenly heard the name Tu Hengchuan.
After two days of development, Tu Hengchuan has gone from being a rising star in web dramas to becoming the target of public criticism.
It's unclear what Tu Hengchuan's plans are; he hasn't issued any statement, seemingly letting things play out for a while longer.
As long as her "darkening value" hasn't increased, Su Ping opened her phone and sent a message to her counselor to ask for sick leave.
...
Song Yifei didn't return until the next morning, and her eyes were somewhat bruised, clearly indicating that she hadn't slept well the night before.
"I'm so sorry, Xiao Qi. Yi Chen cut his arm on glass because of me, so I took care of him at the hospital last night..."
Song Qi paused in his porridge-serving motion, but quickly resumed his previous actions.
"It's okay, sister, I don't blame you. Have some porridge first, I've been cooking it for two hours."
Seeing her younger brother carrying two bowls of porridge out of the kitchen, Song Yifei felt increasingly uneasy and quickly took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from her bag.
"A belated birthday present, open it and see."
Song Qi couldn't help but smile. After placing the porridge on the table, he took the gift box and was about to open it when he heard Song Yifei continue speaking.
“I really don’t know what you boys like, so I asked Yichen to help me pick something out. He said you should like it.”
A casual remark caused his heart to plummet to the bottom in an instant.
Looking at his sister's expectant eyes, his smile gradually turned bitter.
After opening it, there was a fountain pen inside.
The style is very expensive, but he doesn't need it, and he doesn't like it.
It's an eyesore.
"So, do you like it?"
Song Qi concealed his emotions, nodded and smiled: "Yes, I like it. I like anything my sister gives me!"
Song Yifei habitually reached out to touch his head, but suddenly froze in mid-air as if she realized something.
Song Qi stared at the hand, unwilling to give up, but the expectation in his eyes gradually turned into calm.
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Song Yifei turned and walked towards the bathroom: "I'll go wash up first."
Song Qi numbly withdrew his gaze, scooped up a spoonful of piping hot porridge, put it in his mouth, and chuckled self-deprecatingly.
What is he expecting?
After finishing breakfast, the two went downstairs one after the other to go to school.
Song Yifei felt that her younger brother was acting strangely today, and thought he was angry because he didn't come back to celebrate her birthday yesterday.
"Xiao Qi, let's go to the market to buy some groceries this weekend. Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll cook it for you."
"Xiao Qi?"
Song Qi seemed not to hear, standing still with his eyes fixed on the shattered cake on the ground, on which the words "Little Song" could still be faintly seen.
"Big brother, do you know the lady who brought this cake?"
A timid little hand tugged at his clothes. Song Qi looked down and saw a chubby little face.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the little girl pointed to the cake on the ground with eyes full of admiration.
"That older sister was amazing! A big truck drove by, and she disappeared in a flash! But Grandma wouldn't let me tell you..."
Children speak without thinking, and Song Qi's pupils contracted slightly after he realized what was happening.
Just then, Song Yifei walked up and waved, "Xiao Qi, what are you daydreaming about?"
Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Song Qi forced a smile.
"It's nothing, sister, let's go."
...
Because Su Ping's adoptive father had invested a lot in the school, the counselor immediately granted her leave upon hearing the news of her injury, instructing her to make sure she recovered fully before returning to school.
The driver has arrived at the destination, please remind the passengers…
Pressing the keypad lock, Su Ping immediately spotted the half-empty bottle of mineral water on the table.
Was that what she had left over? She didn't quite remember.
Last night, she was dragged and pulled by the kidnappers, and her body was covered in mud and dust. I don't know how Shen Jiayu, who is a clean freak, could bring himself to hold her all night.
Feeling sticky and uncomfortable all over, Su Ping grabbed her clothes and headed to the bathroom.
When she had taken her skirt off halfway, she heard the sound of dripping water behind her.
But she hasn't turned on the water yet, so where did the sound of water come from?
Su Ping felt a chill run down her spine as several classic scenes from horror movies flashed through her mind.
Then she saw a man lying in the bathtub behind her.
Tu Chengchuan?
Su Ping suddenly remembered that she had brought him home the night before last. How could she have forgotten him!
At this moment, Tu Hengchuan's head was slightly tilted back, his eyes were closed, and one of his hands was hanging outside the bathtub.
Could it be that she was so badly bullied online that she couldn't stand it and committed suicide by cutting her wrists?
Thinking about this possibility, Su Ping panicked a little.
[Huluwa, if the character I'm trying to romance dies, it shouldn't count as a mission failure, right?]
[Well, unless his corruption level was reset to zero before he died.]
Why didn't you say so sooner!
Su Ping ignored the fact that her zipper was undone and walked over while taking out her phone to make a call.
"Tu Hengchuan, wake up!"
The ground was damp, and she slipped forward barefoot, unable to move her neck—
When Tu Hengchuan was half asleep, he heard someone calling his name.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw someone rushing towards me.
He instinctively covered his face, and what he touched was something soft.
"Cough cough cough... What are you doing!" The bathtub was slippery, and he bumped his head, choking on a mouthful of water.
Seeing that he was just asleep, Su Ping felt a little embarrassed, and then she realized a more serious problem.
Her skirt slipped down!
Su Ping suddenly hugged Tu Hengchuan's neck tightly.
Just kidding, she didn't want to be completely honest with him.
"Get out!" Tu Hengchuan felt a surge of anger, and his dislike for Su Ping became even more pronounced.
Does she want to die?
"Tu Hengchuan, my skirt has slipped down, the zipper is in the back, can you help me pull it up?"
"you!"
"Help……"
The two were pressed tightly together, and Su Ping couldn't help but tremble as she felt Tu Hengchuan's fingers roaming over her back.
After zipping up the bathtub, Su Ping straightened up, supporting herself on the edge, only to see Tu Hengchuan looking at her with disgust...
Looking down, Su Ping saw that her dress, wet from the water, clung tightly to her body, outlining her graceful curves. She was embarrassed to admit that she was twenty-one years old.
"What are you blocking? I can't even tell the front from the back without seeing your face."
Tu Hengchuan snorted coldly and looked away.
Listen to what this is saying.
Just as Su Ping was about to say something, she noticed that the tips of his ears were slightly red.
Ha, what a hypocrite.
[Host, Tu Hengchuan's half-brother has contacted his agent, intending to use this Friday's press conference to completely cut off Tu Hengchuan's escape route.]
With his dream of becoming an actor shattered and being kicked out of his home, Tu Hengchuan finds himself in dire straits.
That won't do.
Su Ping returned to her room, made a phone call, and fifteen minutes later, more than ten surveillance videos were sent to her phone.
As far as she knew, the Su Group was involved in a complex web of industries, and her cheap father had so much money that he couldn't spend it all, so he invested a lot of money in various sectors.
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