Chapter 238 Extra: Past Life (30)
Zhou Chong glanced at the people who had already walked away, then gently stroked Shan Qingshan's cheek with his fingers.
I didn't apply it to my face, but it felt a little hot.
"I can tell."
He looks so cute when he's drunk.
Zhou Chong's voice was hoarse, "Come home with me?"
"Go back." I want to go back with you.
Zhou Chong chuckled, "With your alcohol tolerance..."
He kept a close eye on it the whole time, taking only a tiny sip each time—the cat's tongue could probably lick up more water than he could. After a while, he would sneakily pour some out.
Throughout the entire event, I didn't even drink half a glass.
"It seems like your alcohol tolerance and mine are different."
"It's just different."
Zhou Chong suppressed a laugh, led him away from the crowd, put him in the car, let him sit on his lap, and kissed him.
"Shall I let you practice?"
"good."
"Aren't you afraid I'll take advantage of you?"
"Even if you're afraid, you won't refrain from taking advantage of it."
Zhou Chong chuckled, "Just being a sparring partner without taking advantage is too highbrow, not suitable for a lowbrow person like me."
Shan Qingshan smiled, her starry eyes turning, making even the moonlight blush.
Zhou Chong couldn't help but kiss him, "Your smile is so beautiful, who are you trying to charm?"
Shan Qingshan remained silent.
Zhou Chong answered himself, "Oh, it's me."
He pressed Shan Qingshan against his shoulder and said, "Okay, don't look at me like that. I'm driving and I feel helpless. I'll deal with you when we get home."
Shan Qingshan closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
He only stayed at home for one night before setting off again the next day to continue filming. More and more fans were waiting for him on set, and more and more people wanted to talk to him.
The actresses from the neighboring film crew came over and asked, "I heard that at the banquet a few days ago, Mr. Zhou from Fangzhou Group gave you his business card?"
One, two, they all came to ask.
Shan Qingshan also overheard them discussing how rich Fangzhou Group was, and how even a casual fling would result in a higher severance pay than other companies.
"Mr. Zhou, what kind of beauties haven't you seen? Are you confident?"
"If it doesn't work once or twice, does that mean you can remain steadfast every time?"
"Moreover, I used to be quite familiar with his friend, that dead young master of the You family."
"Then you have a very high chance of succeeding."
The more Shan Qingshan listened, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the script in his hand almost crumpled up.
When Zhou Chong came to visit the set again, he tried to avoid fans and paparazzi, but he was still noticed by the female celebrity who had been in contact with You Liang.
Zhou Chong spoke a few words to her, which were seen by Shan Qingshan.
Shan Qingshan's face turned sullen.
Zhou Chong asked him if he was jealous, but Shan Qingshan denied it.
He's not that bad.
Within two days, someone came to him and asked, "Teacher Shan, I just saw someone who looks a lot like President Zhou. Is he here to visit you on set?"
Shan Qingshan's eyes were like knives. "You've misunderstood."
Then he sent a message to Zhou Chong, telling him not to come visit the set again.
Zhou Chong was still asking why.
You're so busy right now, you can't even come home. If I don't visit you, how long will it be before we see each other again?
Can't I just be a little more careful?
Danqingshan felt like his whole heart was soaking in acid.
【no】
Two words: indifferent yet resolute.
After replying, Shan Qingshan put away his phone, feeling increasingly annoyed.
He has gained a lot of fans recently, so he hired an assistant. The young woman just graduated from university, is full of energy and has a lot of strength. She runs around all the time without getting tired.
She ran in from outside the film set, "Brother Qingshan, there's a middle-aged woman outside who says she might know your mother."
"My mother?" Could that be? "What a scammer, get rid of her!"
The little girl went.
The next day, Shan Qingshan saw Zheng Xiumei acting suspiciously next to his RV. She was almost arrested by security guards because of her strange behavior.
He felt awkward and uneasy upon seeing Shan Qingshan.
He wiped his hands on his pants. "Um, I wanted to ask, your father is Shan Mingli, right?"
"no."
Shan Qingshan walked past indifferently.
Zheng Xiumei hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is your mother's name Susan?"
Dan Qingshan abruptly stopped in his tracks and looked at her in surprise.
Seeing his reaction, Zheng Xiumei quickly took the photo out of her bag. "Is it her? Is it her?"
Shan Qingshan stared intently at the woman in the photo.
Warm and gentle.
He had never met his mother, but the person in the photo gave him an indescribable sense of familiarity, so much so that his eyes welled up with tears.
Shan Qingshan composed himself and said, "Get in the car."
Zheng Xiumei quickly got into the car.
Shan Qingshan unbuttoned his clothes and invited Zheng Xiumei to sit down.
Zheng Xiumei sat down.
The first time she sat in the RV, the boy in front of her was very tall, had a strong presence, and possessed an air of nobility nurtured by starlight, which made her feel a little at a loss.
"I apologize for coming so abruptly today. My child saw your video and I think you look a bit like my friend. Oh, let me introduce myself. I'm Zheng Xiumei, a close friend of your mother Susan from university. How is your mother?"
Shan Qingshan poured her a glass of water, his voice calm.
"I have never met my mother. She died in childbirth when I was born."
Zheng Xiumei's face turned pale, she froze, and it took her a while to reach out and take the water glass.
Shan Qingshan looked calm, sat down and said, "So I can't be sure that the person in the photo is my mother."
"That……"
"What did you mean by asking about Shan Mingli?"
"When Susan was in college, she dated Shan Mingli, and you happen to have the same surname, Shan, and you even look a bit like him, so I... I'm sorry, I might have made a mistake, I..."
Zheng Xiumei stood up.
Shan Qingshan saw her clutching her bag.
"Do you have anything else?"
Zheng Xiumei clutched her bag even tighter.
Shan Qingshan said, "Shan Mingli is my uncle."
He paused slightly, not really wanting to speak, "My father's name is Shan Huai."
Zheng Xiumei was puzzled.
"Your uncle? How could that be?"
Shan Qingshan held out his hand to her, "Would it be convenient for you to give me the things?"
Zheng Xiumei hesitated.
Shan Qingshan: "Even if you don't give it to me, I can still find out."
Zheng Xiumei confirmed, "Is your mother really also named Susan?"
"yes."
Zheng Xiumei gritted her teeth and took the letter out of her bag.
There is a letter.
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