"Did I wake you up?" Lu Yanzhi stood up and turned on the bedside lamp, but found that Song Qingyu's icy eyes were still staring at him.
If his eyes could turn into knives, he had no doubt that he had been tortured to death.
His heart skipped a beat, and the huge panic enveloped him like a tide.
Song Qingyu maintained her angry look, her hands clenched into fists under the quilt trembling slightly.
Whenever she saw Lu Yanzhi's face, she would remember that he said she was dirty!
She could tolerate Lu Yanzhi not loving her, but she could not tolerate herself being such a despicable person in Lu Yanzhi's mind.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Song Qingyu remained silent, pursing her lips, panic spread across her face, "Can't you just say it nicely if you have something to say?"
"Get out!" All of Song Qingyu's anger turned into the trembling word "get out".
Lu Yanzhi frowned: "What on earth happened?"
"I told you to get out!" Song Qingyu picked up the desk lamp and was about to throw it at Lu Yanzhi.
Lu Yanzhi was quick-witted and grabbed her wrist: "Song Qingyu! Calm down!"
Song Qingyu slowly raised her eyes, her bloodshot eyes filled with hatred: "Since you despise me for being dirty, why did you bring me back? Why do you want to be with me? Lu Yanzhi! Playing with me makes you feel very accomplished, right?"
Lu Yanzhi's brows furrowed into a straight line: "What are you talking about? When did I ever dislike you..."
"Can you leave, or let me go?!" Song Qingyu's hand was shaking violently. Although her tone was pleading, her eyes were terribly cold. "I beg you, okay?"
Lu Yanzhi was very upset.
He held Song Qingyu's hand tightly: "It's too late, you should go to sleep."
After saying that, he let go of Song Qingyu and turned to leave.
Song Qingyu's hand slid down silently.
She closed her long eyelashes and a tear fell.
After a while, she opened her eyes and looked at the warm yellow light on the table. The desire to leave City A became stronger.
The next day.
Song Qingyu went downstairs only after she heard the sound of Lu Yanzhi's car leaving.
Breakfast was prepared in the kitchen.
But it is no longer as perfunctory as it used to be.
When Xu Ma served her the food, she saw that there was no expression on her face.
Quite nervous.
Yesterday, Lin Qinxue came to her house and she watched the whole process.
It was beyond her expectation that Lu Yanzhi actually supported Song Qingyu.
Although it is not clear why Lu Yanzhi did this, Xu Ma, as a working person, does not want to be the next chicken to scare the monkey.
Song Qingyu ignored Xu Ma who was secretly observing her, and went out after eating.
As long as she leaves City A, the police can find out this through her ID card.
Moreover, after Yang Maimai's apology, in the entire city of A, if not a hundred percent, I estimate that seventy to eighty percent of the people knew her.
Lu Yanzhi didn't need to install a positioning device on her at all.
As expected.
As soon as Song Qingyu arrived at the place agreed with the private detective, many people looked at her with different expressions.
But no one dared to step forward.
"I thought you weren't coming." The private detective who took the order was a young man in his early twenties, with a student-like air. He was quite good-looking, with a delicate appearance. However, the suit he was wearing was ill-fitting, and it must have been rented or borrowed.
Song Qingyu calmly looked away and introduced herself: "Song Qingyu."
The private detective raised an eyebrow: "My family, Song Yan."
Song Qingyu looked at the restaurant behind her: "Let's go in."
"Um."
Song Yan followed Song Qingyu into the restaurant calmly and without any stage fright.
After the two of them sat down and ordered their food, Song Yan got straight to the point: "Sister Qingyu, can you tell me specifically what's going on?"
His familiarity reminded Song Qingyu of her younger self.
At that time, she was just like Song Yan, full of energy and enthusiastic about everything.
Even during the three years when she pursued Lu Yanzhi, even though she was rejected again and again, she still persevered.
So when she successfully confessed her love while drunk that night, she always thought it was a dream. It was not until Lu Yanzhi came back from abroad and did not deny their relationship that the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.
But she never expected that the four years she spent with Lu Yanzhi would be the most exhausting four years of her life.
On the seventh day after her father's death, she saw Xu Tiancheng and Xu Jiaojiao in the funeral procession.
Song Qingyu retracted her gaze and simply told the story of LS Entertainment Company being inexplicably reported.
After listening to this, Song Yan frowned and asked, "Are you saying that there is nothing wrong with the company's accounts, and that the whistleblower made a malicious report?"
"right!"
"Okay, I understand," Song Yan took out a card, "This is my bank card. I'll pay a deposit of 1,000 yuan first. Is that okay?"
Seeing his cautious look, Song Qingyu found it a little funny: "No problem."
She took out her cell phone and transferred a thousand yuan to Song Yan.
Hearing the notification sound of the account being credited, Song Qingyu smiled and said, "I'll leave this matter to you."
"Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied." The young man patted his chest with a bright smile on his face, which made Song Qingyu think of herself again.
Her expression couldn't help but soften.
He didn't notice at all that there was a Maybach parked on the street outside the door.
Maybahri.
Lu Yanzhi's deep eyes stared deeply at Song Qingyu.
The morning sunlight reflected on the glass, creating a beautiful halo that fell on Song Qingyu's face.
Her facial features were very beautiful and elegant, stained with a layer of golden gauze, making her look more like a fairy who was not tainted by the world. Especially when she smiled, the arc of her eyebrows raised up, as if it was a thin rope, pulling at Lu Yanzhi's heart.
Song Qingyu... How long has it been since she smiled in front of him?
His gloomy eyes fell on the man sitting opposite Song Qingyu.
Seeing that he was just a young boy, his eyes became even more sinister.
Song Qingyu's taste is getting worse and worse.
Now, he actually fell in love with a little brat like this.
"Drive!" he said coldly.
The driver in the front seat felt the low pressure coming from Lu Yanzhi, and drove the car carefully, trying to reduce his own presence.
After Song Qingyu and Song Yan finished their meal, they parted ways.
After getting in the car, Song Qingyu didn't want to go back to Chiba directly, so she asked the driver to drive around. She didn't return home until ten o'clock in the evening.
She thought Lu Yanzhi would not be at home at this time, but the man was sitting in the living room, and seemed to be waiting for her to come back.
This scene reminded Song Qingyu of countless times in the past when she also sat on the sofa waiting for Lu Yanzhi to come back.
But often, by the next morning, Lu Yanzhi still hadn't returned.
She would catch a cold because she didn't cover herself with a blanket the night before.
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