Song Xingyao learned about Liu Shanshan not only from Fu Siming, but also from Song Qiao.
It turns out that after dropping out of school, Song Qiao became a nightclub hostess in Taipei and hooked up with Sun Jiming, who was there for a social event. Unexpectedly, she ended up marrying Sun Jiming. Although she didn't become a phoenix, she successfully gave birth to his son.
She later retired from nightclubs and became Sun Jiming's mistress.
Sun Jiming came to Jiangcheng on business this time without taking her with him, so she brought her child over by herself.
It seems that their first meeting was just a deliberate attempt to show off in front of Li Xinyi and flaunt Sun Jiming's favor.
But what is the relationship between the children in the orphanage and Sun Jiming right now?
Pushing open the door to Shi Yu's office, I found him lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, resting.
Hearing the door open, Shi Yu knew it was Song Xingyao, because the door was locked and the password was known only to two people.
"Shi Yu?" she whispered his name.
Without any hesitation, I walked over and opened the curtains, letting the sunlight stream in and brighten the room.
"You didn't go home yesterday? You spent the whole night in the counseling room?"
The two tacitly avoided mentioning Fu Siming hanging up the phone yesterday and went straight to the point, "You know about it too, don't you, Liu Shanshan?"
She nodded.
"But she never lets us be alone with the children, and even if we want to ask her something, we can't get any answers."
Shi Yu pondered, "Shall we divide into groups? You and I will each lead a researcher separately, leaving her all alone. Even if she really wants to come along, she won't have the opportunity."
They spent an afternoon adjusting the project implementation plan, and to prevent Liu Shanshan from interfering again, they had Luo Luo lead a group on her own.
Although Lolo is usually very easygoing, it is precisely because of this that she can easily get along with children.
There are always some clues to be found in the three groups.
She leaned back in her chair, thinking of the girl she had saved at the Imperial Court yesterday.
Why would someone send someone to such a place?
At this moment, on the third floor of Liangyan Restaurant.
A man in a meticulously tailored suit smashed a glass in his hand at two men opposite him who were looking down. The glass grazed one of the men's ears and slammed against the wall with a loud bang.
"Where is he? I asked you to watch over someone! It's just one child, and you couldn't keep an eye on him? He ran away?"
The neatly ironed clothes became somewhat loose because of his movements.
He reached out and grabbed someone by the collar.
"What if the boss finds out?! It hasn't been that long since the last incident, and now this has happened again. Does he want us all to die?"
The man paced anxiously back and forth in the office, damn it!
He shouldn't have been allowed to take people out.
Yesterday, the boss brought General Manager Yu over for drinks and asked them to treat him well, thinking of sending the newcomer to serve her. But the man got drunk and said he wanted to take her out.
He thought sending two people to follow them would solve the problem, but now he's completely lost them. Royal Nightfall is Yuan Zhao's territory, and his restaurant is just a small place; how could he dare to have someone ransack it like that…
Zheng Zhonglai thought of the girl he had sent back last time; she had been beaten to death for disobeying him once. If the boss found out he had lost her, then…
A chill ran down his spine. Looking at the two useless people in front of him, he thought of someone.
"Get out there and find out. Keep it a secret from everyone who asks. The boss can't find out. You two better keep your mouths shut, or you'll both die!"
He gave the order, and the two men quickly went out.
Zheng Zhonglai made a phone call, "Dark Ghost, I need to find someone."
When Ang received this commission, he thought it was just a small, ordinary job, but since it was related to the Imperial Court, he still informed Fu Siming.
A short while later, Fu Siming called.
"No need to look anymore, I'm taking that woman with me."
"Oh? It seems to be an important person. You're personally protecting them? What do you need me for then?"
"Let's stall them for time, give them some useful but limited information, and mislead them."
"...My reputation as a dark ghost will be ruined by you sooner or later."
Fu Siming shrugged. "So what? You won't be able to keep this identity for long anyway, right? No need to thank me."
After hanging up the phone, Ang wanted to curse, but he had to admit that Fu Siming was too perceptive.
He didn't even know when he realized he wasn't going to be a ghost anymore, or when he made that decision himself.
Lin Qingyi sent a message on my phone screen: "I'll be staying in Jiangcheng for a while longer. If you're free, can we have dinner together?"
Lin Qingyi held her phone and waited for a while, but found that there was no reply.
She put her phone aside; she had never wanted to explore a man like this before, even if he seemed dangerous.
But this made Lin Qingyi's peaceful and uneventful life more exciting.
The old house was finally sold, but unexpectedly, the continuous heavy rain in the western suburbs caused the land under the newly filled graves and tombstones to soften and loosen due to the floodwaters.
Hearing from her mother that the grave needed to be rebuilt and another ceremony held, the mother and daughter had to postpone their planned return to S country.
Lin Mei seemed to be in a hurry, but Lin Qingyi was not. It was springtime in Jiangcheng, a perfect time for her to explore, and she also wanted to see that man.
The man who always had injuries whenever we met.
But after waiting for several days, she still hadn't received the invitation of etiquette and gratitude she was promised, so she had no choice but to contact him herself.
Ang glanced at the commission on the computer and the bandages wrapped around the exposed skin.
[Ang: Sorry, maybe next time.]
Lin Qingyi was somewhat disappointed.
[Lin Qingyi: Okay, is your injury feeling better? I'll come see you.]
Lin Qingyi had only been to the hospital once since arriving in the city, but she didn't expect that the man would be discharged after only two days. He was so badly injured, and he was discharged just like that?!
There was no reply from the other end. Lin Qingyi stared at the last sentence she had sent in the chat box.
Perhaps he didn't like her, but soon she thought of another word: "persistence".
She rewrote a sentence: "Get some rest, but you owe me two thanks. I hope you can say them to me in person, even though I can't hear you."
Ang saw her message, but it wasn't the right time yet; they would meet soon.
The chat window remained open, but Lin Qingyi packed a sketchbook and went outside.
Qiao Yiming brought Xiaowen home, thinking that the house might be more lively, but it turned out to be different from what she expected.
These days, the quiet and peaceful days are something she can't get used to at all.
No one contacted him, and it seemed that she had really disappeared from the entertainment industry. "Ten Days" was shelved, and she went from being the Queen of the Qiao family to the carefree little princess she used to be.
But she wasn't happy.
Why has she had no friends all these years, except for a group of people who just drink and eat?
She glanced at Xiaowen, who was resting inside, and then went downstairs.
The butler greeted her politely, "Miss Qiao, are you going out?"
"I'll just stroll around outside." She waved her hand and walked into the yard.
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