The Butterfly Effect

Chapter 68: There is no secret

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Zhou Yanqing deliberately lagged behind Meng Shiping a few steps, and waited for Meng Shiping to go straight past the front desk before he walked over to Monica and put the coffee on the table.

After confirming that Meng Shiping could no longer hear them, Monica pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Is it done?"

Zhou Yan nodded lightly: "Well, I bought you a cup of coffee by the way."

Monica said thank you, but only glanced at it uninterestedly, looking in a bad mood.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yan asked her lightly.

Monica bit her lip and hesitated, she turned on the phone and handed it to Zhou Yanqing.

Zhou Yan accepted it suspiciously, and glanced at it. On the phone screen was a post on a certain website. The content was almost the same as the post after Song Yu's death that broke the news that his parents divorced when he was young and his mother was schizophrenic.

Zhou Yan glanced at the posting time, it was last week. In the past, he only paid attention to Song Yu's works, and seldom cared about these gossip information. He thought that these information were only revealed after Song Yu's death. It turned out that they had been spread on the Internet, but there was no evidence. The boycott of Yu's fans turned into a speculative rumor that didn't attract much attention.

He returned the phone to Monica with a serious face.

"I just saw this by accident, and this kind of post will be turned up every once in a while." Monica sighed, "I used to think these were rumors, but today I'm not sure."

Zhou Yanqing knew that she must have thought of this post because of the sudden appearance of Song Yue. Although Monica usually likes to gossip, she has always been very measured. He didn't speak, and wanted to hear what Monica wanted to say.

Monica threw her precious mobile phone on the table casually, frowned and said angrily: "Do you think these people are sick? Like flies, they fly wherever they smell blood." She looked at Zhou Yan lightly. With a confused expression on his face, he sighed, "You probably don't understand this circle. There are some people in this circle and some media. They have a very weak sense of morality. They rely on exposing the private lives of public figures to arouse the public's curiosity in exchange for traffic. Benefits that don’t require cost. Mr. Song has no scandals or scandals, so they can only expose his privacy to gain attention, and they don’t care whether this will cause harm to the person involved. They are just a group of flies that grew up eating human blood steamed buns .”

After all, Zhou Yanqing also worked on the fringes of this circle for two years. He didn't pay attention to it but he still understood that public figures in the entertainment circle have no absolute right to privacy.

Although Monica has an extroverted personality, it was the first time Zhou Yanqing saw her so filled with righteous indignation and mood swings. He comforted him: "There are not even a hundred replies to this post, and most of them are reprimanding comments. This shows that at least most people's values are still correct."

Monica nuzzled and said, "That's right, I'm going to Weibo now, calling on Teacher Song's fans to report this post."

Zhou Yan chuckled lightly, and said approvingly, "Then I'll report it too."

"Go, go!" Monica urged.

"Thank you." Zhou Yan smiled lightly and thanked her, and left the front desk.

Monica muttered inexplicably, "Thank you?"

Zhou Yanqing heard it, but he didn't look back and didn't answer, the answer was in his heart, he would like to thank Monica for sending Song Yue the agreement. If it wasn't for that suspicious agreement, he wouldn't have met Song Yue in the cemetery, and the series of events that followed would not have happened, and he would not have been reborn and walked to Song Yu's side.

In fact, after seeing Monica on the day of the interview, Zhou Yanqing had already guessed that she might be the "beautiful sister" who sent the courier to Song Yue.

In the cemetery that day, although he didn’t see the face of the woman who went to pay respects to Song Yu clearly, she was very similar to Monica in terms of body shape, and Monica joined Song Yu as soon as she opened a studio. A premise is almost certain to be her.

Having been together for so long, Zhou Yanqing can also tell that although Monica said that Song Yu looks like a thousand-year-old ice, it is daunting, but more of it is respect. After all, who would hate a star boss who has no airs and spends a lot of money? . Even Gao Lei, who is good at calculating and easy to be bribed by small profits, will feel uneasy when he learns that Song Yu's suicide is strange. It is also impossible to sit still.

It's a pity that Zhou Yanqing and Song Yue couldn't find out what was wrong with the agreement until they were killed by a car, but Zhou Yanqing firmly believed that there must be a reason for Monica to send it to Song Yue. It is suspicious enough that the project has not been approved for a month.

But what was wrong with that agreement

Zhou Yan frowned lightly, thinking wildly. He opened the office door and bumped into a "wall".

Inside the door, Song Yu took a step back and asked, "Why are you so out of your mind?"

"No, no." Zhou Yanqing didn't know what kind of evil he had fallen into, and he always bumped into Song Yu like this again and again, and no one believed it if he said it wasn't intentional.

Seeing the cup in Song Yu's hand, he stretched out his hand and said, "What do you drink? I'll make it for you."

"Tea." Song Yu handed over the cup.

"good."

Zhou Yanqing lingered in the tea room for a while before returning to the office. In the morning, the carpet that was wet by Song Yu's overturned cup had been cleaned up. He was leaning on the sofa and reading a book as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Gently put down the cup, Zhou Yan pursed his lips lightly, reviewed the belly draft, and then told Song Yue the purpose of this trip and the matter of going back tomorrow.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and felt a little surprised. Song Yue was difficult to deal with, and he didn't come to ask for money. In his previous life, Meng Shiping was troubled by him for several days, and he managed to get him on the plane with coaxing and deception. He was already prepared to be pestered by Song Yue, but he didn't expect Zhou Yanqing to persuade him so easily.

"He agreed so easily?" Song Yu asked.

Zhou Yanqing naturally didn't want to repeat what he told Song Yue, he hesitated and replied: "I told him about your mother's illness, I said that auntie can't leave you..." After a pause, he He explained again, "But I didn't say what the disease was."

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, but didn't say much, anyway, he could send Song Yue away as soon as possible. He recalled Song Yue's anxious look downstairs in the morning, and couldn't help but want to ask Song Yue if he had any other requests, but after thinking about it, it should be a request that he couldn't agree to, so let's just leave it alone.

Zhou Yanqing observed the changing expression on Song Yu's face, and he could probably guess the other party's thoughts. He said Song Yue's thoughts of apologizing to Song Yu verbatim.

Song Yu stared blankly at the cup on the table, and after a long silence, he suddenly asked, "You know everything?"

After asking, he realized that he had asked a nonsense question. With Song Yue's personality, he would definitely explain it clearly to Zhou Yanqing. Even if Song Yue didn't tell the little assistant to guess, he could guess their complicated family relationship.

Song Yu suddenly felt a little funny. He remembered that he had said to Zhou Yanqing, "You will know more of my secrets in the future". Whether he took the initiative to inform or passively needed help, almost all his private affairs were known to Zhou Yanqing. Except for the matter of rebirth, it seems that he has no secrets to speak of.

"I..." Zhou Yanqing clasped his hands in front of him. He understood what Song Yu meant, but he didn't know how to answer for a while, because he really knew too much. He had even seen Song Yu's autopsy report.

Song Yu smiled suddenly and said, "It's okay, you can go to work first."

He didn't answer whether he saw Song Yue or not, so Zhou Yanqing didn't ask.