Song Yaoyao went back to the dormitory, took the books, and went to class. She could feel other people's pointing along the way. She guessed that the photos of Zhongli arguing with her at the school gate had probably been uploaded on the school forum.
She left after class, making those curious scratch their heads, completely denying those who were curious and wanted to ask her the truth a chance.
"Miss Song!"
Song Yaoyao was stopped downstairs in the teaching building. She looked at Zhong Lixue, who was wearing a light blue dress and had an elegant and calm demeanor, and raised her eyebrows, "What's the matter?"
Zhong Lixue smiled, her voice still gentle, "Does Miss Song know where Lily is?"
"What?"
Song Yaoyao tilted her head and looked at her curiously with the book in her arms, "Lily? Song Jingwan?"
"It seems that Miss Song knows."
"No, no, no." Song Yaoyao shook her fingers, "First of all, she is an adult, where did she go, and why did she report to me? Second, I remember that she is an artist under Zhongli's banner, right? Your own people throw You came to me to ask for it? Miss Zhongli, this is not appropriate."
"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." After she finished speaking, she ignored Zhong Lixue's obviously depressed expression, and walked away.
"You stop—"
Zhong Lixue suddenly grabbed Song Yaoyao's wrist, preventing her from leaving.
Song Yaoyao was overjoyed, her smile didn't reach her eyes, her dark eyes were so dark that no light could penetrate, "Zhong Lixue, are you and your brother sick? Both like to touch others?"
"Miss Song! Do you need help?" Huo Si rushed over immediately.
Song Yaoyao stopped him, and raised her chin to Zhong Lixue, "Let go, don't force me to do it."
She said in a soft voice, coldly.
Zhong Lixue pursed her lips, and her sharp eyes fell on her, like a sharp dagger hanging above her head, which made her feel extremely stressed.
Before she knew it, she let go of her fingers little by little, and Song Yaoyao took the opportunity to withdraw her hand.
She didn't even look at Zhong Lixue, and said indifferently: "I thought Miss Zhongli should be the happiest when Song Jingwan disappeared, but now it seems that I think too much."
"What do you mean
Zhong Lixue's expression changed, and her voice became cold, staring straight at Song Yaoyao's face.
"Literally," Song Yaoyao nodded, "Farewell."
Zhong Lixue wanted to chase again, but Huo Si had already blocked Song Yaoyao in advance, separating Zhong Lixue.
…
Song Yaoyao walked fast, but her eyes were brighter than ever.
Huo Jiu, who was called over, was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Song, what did you find?"
Hearing this, Song Yaoyao let out a low laugh.
"Maybe we went in the wrong direction at the beginning, and went to investigate Zhong Lixue."
Huo Jiu was surprised, "That sister of Zhongli?"
Song Yaoyao nodded and told what happened at school.
The more Huo Jiu heard it, the more he felt that Song Yaoyao's thinking was right, and he felt relieved, "I'll order someone to investigate right away, and Zhongli's over there..."
"Continuing to send people to watch, it cannot be ruled out that everything he does is confusing the public."
But Zhong Lixue's behavior today was clearly in a hurry.
As far as she knew, the person Zhong Lixue really liked was her brother Zhong Li, they were not biological siblings. After plastic surgery, Song Jingwan walked very close to Zhong Li again. Many times at banquets, Song Yaoyao could see the jealousy in Zhong Lixue's eyes when he looked at the two of them from a distance.
Therefore, Song Jingwan should be the happiest when she disappeared. With the rival in love gone, no one will harass Zhongli anymore.
But the truth is, Zhong Lixue is more anxious than Zhong Li himself.
…
In the evening, Huo Yunque came back and heard the news.
He bent down, pinched Song Yaoyao's cheek with a low smile, "Do you have any eyebrows?"
Song Yaoyao lovingly turned her face to the side and rubbed against his hand, then rolled her eyes, "Yeah." This unexpected little gain put her in a great mood.
The man's eyes are dull, the girl's cheeks are pink and smooth, and her skin is as smooth as jade. At this time, she was rubbing his hand coquettishly, and even her breath became extraordinarily ambiguous.
Huo Yunque pinched her chin, and slowly bent down—
"Boom!"
The door was quickly pushed open, "Miss Song, there is... uh..."
It was Huo Si who came in. He stared at this scene dumbfounded. After a while, he felt the cold eyes on him, and he trembled. Immediately bowed his head, "I, I didn't see anything!!"
Run away after speaking.
The man stood behind the sofa, still maintaining a half-bow posture, and the girl raised her small face slightly, as if asking for a kiss.
Huo Yunque's voice was low and hoarse, "Continue?"
This sound immediately made Song Yaoyao react.
She pushed Huo Yunque's hand away and stood up, her face was blushing, "I'll go there first!!!"
She slipped faster than a rabbit, Huo Yunque's hand paused, and after a long time, he let out a helpless low smile on his forehead.
…
In country y, mist wets the tree trunks at the corner of the street, and the road is sparsely populated. A thin woman with a scarf covering most of her face wandered blankly on the street.
She seemed to have wandered around for a long time, even her hair was wet.
Song Jingwan didn't know why she appeared here. She had a long dream, and when she woke up, she found that she was randomly discarded in a corner of the street, like garbage.
She walked for a long time, aimlessly. In the end, I couldn't walk anymore, so I could only sit on the side of the street and numbly stare at the passers-by. The obvious foreign facial features made her heart beat faster.
"Hey! Hey! You can't sit here, get out of here! Get out of our way!"
The fog is about to clear, and shops of all sizes along the street are also opened one by one.
Song Jingwan was driven away, and once again wandered around the street in a daze.
suddenly-
She yelped, turning her head back.
There was a muscular man reeking of alcohol, with an evil smile, he withdrew his hand and whistled, "Oh! Impressive!"
The rascal! Song Jingwan gritted her teeth and wrapped the scarf around her head tightly, wanting to leave. The half-drunk and half-awake man obviously wouldn't let her go easily, he grabbed Song Jingwan with his big hand like a fan, "Hey girl! Do you want to play together?"
"NO!"
Song Jingwan pursed her lips tightly. She knew that the reason why she appeared here might have something to do with Song Yaoyao. Her bodyguards were not around, and she didn't even dare to offend this gangster who offended her.
"Where is this?" She opened her mouth and asked hoarsely.
"Huh?" The man smiled and muttered, "What kind of problem is this? Of course this is Country Y!"
country y...
Song Jingwan's eyes instantly turned black, as if recalling some horrible scene, her whole body trembled violently, as if she had a seizure.
"Hey? Are you okay? Hello?"
The man was taken aback. Seeing her trembling, he immediately let go of his hand and took a few steps back. Song Jingwan didn't answer his words, she was immersed in fear, the man cursed secretly, rubbing his hands on his body again and again.
It should be suspected that she is sick.