Shen Xiujing looked at him with hostility, sizing him up and down.
Chu Yunxing sensed that the gaze he received wasn't because he liked Song Mai; it seemed as if other emotions were mixed in.
He nodded at the Shenxiu scenic spot without changing his expression, and said nothing more.
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Xiujing turned to Song Mai and said, "If there's anything I can help you with, please let me know as soon as possible."
"As long as you handle your conflict with Chen Nianyao well, she should be grateful," Chu Yunxing said suddenly, casually tossing out a sentence.
With a hint of disappointment in her voice, Shen Xiujing turned and left.
This scene left Song Mai feeling uneasy. He was also an outsider, and if it weren't for Chen Nianyao, he wouldn't have been involved in such a conflict.
"You shouldn't have said that," Song Mai sighed helplessly.
Chu Yunxing was already heartbroken for her because of this incident, and he was in no mood to explain at this moment.
"He shouldn't have treated you like that." Chu Yunxing looked at her with a deep gaze and a hint of helplessness on his lips.
"That's true. If he can handle his own relationship problems, he won't drag me down with him." Song Mai never suffers internally. If it's her problem, she bravely admits it; if it's not her problem, she doesn't need to bear the consequences.
"One wave of fans leaves and another wave comes. When will this ever end?" Xie Wenwen leaned wearily against the sofa, her head resting on the backrest.
"Let's just drive them away as they come," Song Mai shook her head, unable to explain why.
To Song Mai's surprise, Song Lan actually came here, and even brought two bodyguards with her.
Song Mai looked at the diligent bodyguards at the door, feeling both amused and exasperated.
"Auntie, what's wrong?"
Song Lan said seriously, "If we encounter a situation like last time where paint was splashed on us again, these two bodyguards will come in handy."
"But their expressions were too serious, and standing outside the door for so long would affect the customers' mood."
Song Mai watched helplessly as several customers tried to push open the door but hesitated to enter because of the bodyguards at the entrance.
If this continues, all my business will be scared away.
Song Lan nodded thoughtfully: "It is indeed a problem, but let them have a laugh."
Song Mai hesitated for a moment, then gently took her hand and said, "Auntie, I know you came here because of Shen Xiujing. Actually, he was also an innocent person involved in this matter, so you don't need to feel so guilty."
"Silly child, do you really think I did this only for him?" Song Lan said, both amused and exasperated, her eyes filled with an indescribable tenderness.
Such an expression made Song Mai's heart skip a beat, and an indescribable bitterness bloomed in her heart like fireworks.
She stared at Song Lan, unsure of what to say.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Song Lan's eyes, and the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, but she still forced a smile: "It's okay, one day you will understand my feelings."
Even so, Song Mai still found it strange upon closer examination.
At this moment, in a restaurant.
Looking at Chen Nianyao, who was filled with anger, Liu Jiaer couldn't help but chuckle: "I never thought you'd have a moment of failure."
"I really don't know what that woman has to be so arrogant about." Chen Nianyao picked up the teacup in front of her in a fit of anger and embarrassment, getting angrier the more she thought about it, and then slammed it down.
"Why do so many men like her? What are her tricks?"
Liu Jia'er turned her gaze to the window and shook her head helplessly: "If I had known, things wouldn't be like this now."
"Are you just going to let her bully us like this?" Chen Nianyao couldn't swallow her anger.
From childhood to adulthood, I have always been the one who is pampered and loved by everyone.
She thought she had seen all kinds of storms until she met Song Mai.
"Actually, what she does is none of my business, but I absolutely will not allow her to target Xiujing."
Chen Nianyao and Shen Xiujing were childhood sweethearts, inseparable since they were little.
From childhood, Chen Nianyao had a great fondness for Shen Xiujing.
Shen Xiujing seems to be a block of wood, pretending not to know no matter how much she hints.
This behavior seemed more like a ploy to get his attention, so Chen Nianyao tried desperately to get his attention.
"There's no point in talking about this now. What we should do is get her out of here," Liu Jia'er said, interrupting her thoughts.
Chen Nianyao sighed thoughtfully, and the thought of giving up suddenly welled up in her mind.
She said dejectedly, "No matter where she goes, as long as Xiujing still thinks of her, I will never be able to stop her."
"The method is simple, but I don't know if you're willing to do it."
Chen Nianyao's eyes widened, and she immediately understood what she meant, shaking her head anxiously: "No."
"It's just a matter of being injured and disappearing for a while, and then spreading some rumors. It's a very simple and foolproof thing for both of us."
Liu Jiaer slowly pushed the phone in front of her, a smile playing on her lips.
Chen Nianyao looked at her with some skepticism, then glanced at her phone.
At that moment, Song Mai sneezed without warning. An An looked at her with a puzzled expression and asked in a low voice, "Mom, is someone thinking about you?"
Song Mai couldn't help but chuckle: "Is An'an thinking of me?"
"It's Dad thinking about you, isn't it?"
Song Mai looked at her in surprise. An An rarely used this word because her father had not been there for her growing up.
Song Mai turned around and looked at her seriously: "Why do you say that?"
"Actually, I don't know either. Some classmates have been saying that Dad is back. Mom, wasn't Dad dead?"
It's hard to imagine that such calm words could come from the mouth of a five-year-old child.
She shook her head, hesitated for a moment, and hugged An'an tightly: "Daddy went to heaven, he will surely be watching over us from there."
Just then, Chu Yunxing outside the door sneezed without warning.
Song Mai opened the door when she heard the sound and saw him standing outside with a bewildered look on his face. She couldn't help but laugh.
Why are you here?
Chu Yunxing slowly placed the large and small bags of gifts aside: "It's been too long since I've seen An'an, so I wanted to come and see her."
"Uncle Chu, Mom is telling me about heaven."
"Heaven?" Chu Yunxing's eyes were full of surprise. "Are you starting to educate children about death so early?"
“It wasn’t death education; I was asking my mom about my dad. She said he went to heaven.”
Chu Yunxing spat out the water in his mouth and looked at Song Mai helplessly.
Why did he react so strongly? It wasn't even about him.
Hearing Song Mai's thoughts, Chu Yunxing looked even more helpless.
He turned to look at An'an and slowly squatted down in front of her.
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