Chapter 69: Photographed by paparazzi again!
The warmth in her palm made her feel a little less frightened. Well, Song Qingxing admitted that if the bodyguard didn't look ferocious, he wouldn't be scary enough.
The two of them didn't talk much along the way. The car turned a few corners and arrived at the police station.
This time the matter is more serious.
Especially because Xie Jingcheng, Song Qingxing and Peng Zhien are all public figures, and there are companies and many things involved behind them.
The Xie family had some very professional people coming, even a lawyer. Song Qingxing only took a glance and felt that Peng Zhien could enjoy porridge with cabbage stewed in water for the rest of his life.
After being asked about the whole story, Song Qingxing planned to leave, leaving the rest to the police and lawyers, as she still had to go to film.
Of course, Song Qingxing also believes that Peng Zhien will get the retribution he deserves.
However, after what happened that day, the crew became extremely silent. No one expected that the assistant director and the screenwriter would do such a thing.
For a moment, the entire crew was discussing in low voices, but they were afraid of angering the director, so they could only say a few words when they had free time.
Song Qingxing seemed to be affected by this strange atmosphere. She didn't say much the whole day and only changed clothes in the locker room in the evening.
She had just taken off her coat and was about to change into her daily clothes when she felt a knock on the dressing room door.
Who is it? I don't know. Is this the main actor's room?
Song Qingxing pursed her lips unhappily. If it were the old her, she would have gotten angry, but now she just walked over and leaned against the door to ask.
"It's me."
The voice was cold and clear, and I knew who it was without even thinking.
Song Qingxing blinked her eyes. She couldn't stop the sponsor outside the door, so she reached out and opened the door of the locker room.
A cold wind blew by, and the person standing outside the door walked in. She had a faint scent of perfume on her body, luxurious and low-key, with the floral scent of citrus and jasmine.
"Why are you looking for me? I'm still changing clothes."
Song Qingxing's face turned slightly red, but she couldn't delay any longer. She had to change her clothes as soon as possible so that she could go back to the hotel.
Although they were a little shy and timid, they had both slept together several times, and Song Qingxing was not a naive girl, so she could change clothes naturally.
The shirt was unbuttoned and thrown aside. She was about to put on her own cotton gray T-shirt, but at this moment, her wrist was pinched.
"You've been filming all day and haven't changed your dressing yet."
Only then did Song Qingxing notice that Xie Jingcheng was holding a small package containing gauze, medicine, and disinfection tools.
After hearing what Xie Jingcheng said, Song Qingxing finally realized that she was really focused on filming today. Because she was so immersed in her acting, she didn't pay much attention to the wound on her shoulder. Now she was reminded of it.
I just feel that the injury on my shoulder is a bit unbearable.
A tingling sensation spread inside the flesh, but the outer layer was extremely painful.
The itching is because the body is recovering, and the pain is because the body senses the injury.
"I'll help you change the medicine."
Song Qingxing hadn't had time to change her clothes yet, and her shoulders were chilly, but it would be difficult to change the medicine if she wore a T-shirt.
So we can only let Xie Jingcheng do whatever he wants.
Xie Jingcheng really seemed to have no other thoughts. He untied the bandage with his fingers, then began to patiently and carefully wipe off the blood and powder with a cotton swab.
Her technique was more skillful than last time, and she was no longer as clumsy as at the beginning. Although as a rich lady she had never learned these things, Xie Jingcheng's learning speed was terrifying.
Know how to gently apply the ointment to the wound so as not to make your loved one groan in pain.
Wait until the medicine is changed.
Only then did Xie Jingcheng put the things back into the storage box.
Although it was summer, the summer nights were still a bit chilly. Song Qingxing's shoulders were frozen pink, making her look particularly attractive.
Before Xie Jingcheng had time to appreciate it for a few more seconds, the gray T-shirt was covering him.
"Pervert, go away."
The tip of her nose was gently touched. Xie Jingcheng's ears didn't turn red just now, but now they were completely red when he called her a pervert. However, she couldn't refute it because she had indeed peeked.
The two of them then left the dressing room. At that time, there were not many people in the crew, and there was silence all around. Only the street lights illuminated the path.
Moths hovered around the edges of streetlights.
Xie Jingcheng opened the car door for someone, Song Qingxing got in, the car started, and Xie Jingcheng finally spoke again.
"All of Peng Zhien's scandals have been exposed, including the freezing of his overseas assets."
The Xie family has always been ruthless in its pursuit of justice. This guy has no chance of having any savings at home or abroad.
Song Qingxing nodded, then remembered that she seemed to have not looked at her phone for a whole day, so she quickly opened Weibo and found that Peng Zhien's name almost occupied the entire hot search.
He probably has never been so popular in his life.
The news here did not mention what happened between the two of them. It seems that the Xie family is determined to conceal everything about Xie Jingcheng.
However, apart from these two incidents, all other news about Peng Zhien was in the news, but they were all negative, not positive.
Song Qingxing flipped through it casually twice, then switched to a small account to like the comments that insulted Peng Zhien.
When celebrities are under a lot of pressure, sometimes they should vent appropriately.
When Xie Jingcheng saw that people were liking Weibo posts, but he couldn't like them all, he didn't continue to bother them. Instead, he just watched silently.
His mind unconsciously drifted to the scene in the locker room just now.
Song Qingxing has a really good figure and her skin is really white, with a touch as smooth as an egg. I can still remember it clearly.
Too bad, I'm in the car now.
Not a good place to make requests.
Xie Jingcheng had no choice but to endure it.
There are fewer paparazzi taking secret photos of the two these days because they know that even if they take photos of Xie Jingcheng, they can’t release any information about him.
It would be better to spend less time on it.
But sometimes negligence will lead to carelessness, and not all paparazzi are afraid of the Xie family, because as long as they can take enough explosive materials, they can blackmail them for a huge sum of money.
The two just got off the car.
Song Qingxing felt her legs and feet sore after walking a few steps. Perhaps it was because she had filmed a lot of scenes today and used few stand-ins.
So my whole body feels sore and weak.
She almost fell forward on the steps of the hotel. Xie Jingcheng reached out and grabbed her arm, and Song Qingxing was helped to stand up.
Because of this action, her nose rubbed against Xie Jingcheng's cheek. This action was very ambiguous, and the two looked at each other.
They all coughed lightly and turned their faces away.
Little did they know that this action had been captured by the paparazzi's shutter.
The neon sign at the hotel entrance flickered, blurring the buildings behind the two of them. Song Qingxing leaned heavily against Xie Jingcheng, her cheeks flushed, like a drunken kiss.
This is a photo that is enough to put both of them at the center of the vortex.
The paparazzi, holding a cigarette, watched the film with satisfaction.
He wants to become famous in one battle, and this is the best way.
Of course, using it to ask the Xie family for money is also a good idea.
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