Apart from the turmoil deep in his heart, Song Yuqiao's most annoying thing these past few days was asking Shang Qiu Chao of Tai Kang for the remaining payment.

  But there is one good thing.

  Hua Zhen called to say that Lu Lu is about to come back.

  Wednesday afternoon. Song Yuqiao said to Zhou Haitang at 4 o'clock, "My friend is back from Australia today, I'll go pick him up, I'll leave for a while."

  "Alright, alright, don't forget you still have to chase after Tai Kang for the remaining payment! I reckon this week Delin Card will be looking for you for an answer."

  Song Yuqiao suddenly felt a headache thinking of this.

  As for the issue of asking for debts, Song Yuqiao has always believed that one's skin must be thick. It must be thicker than the person who owes the debt.

  But she didn't expect to meet someone with an even thicker skin, namely Shang Qiu Chao of Taikang.

  She had been to Taikang three or five times, but Shang Qiu Chao always made excuses to shirk her. Zhou Haitang gave her an idea, which was to invite him to dinner.

  Song Yuqiao really wanted to slam his fist on the table and quit, anyway the contract only had two more months left.

  However, Zhou Haitang comforted her by saying: "Last time I went to a garment factory to chase for payment. It took three whole weeks before they gave me 80%. Look at Shang Qiu Chao, he's also a tough nut to crack, so you'd better prepare yourself for a month."

  A month...

  Song Yuqiao thought for a long time and finally decided that even if things didn't work out, he could just invite Shang Qiu to lunch, as most things can be settled over a meal anyway.

  However, Shang Qiu Chao immediately rejected Song Yuqiao's proposal and put on a righteous tone, saying: "I'm afraid it won't work, I still have to go back and cook dinner for my daughter tonight."

  Song Yuqiao heard this and really wanted to ask him directly if he could pay back the money he owed first before going to accompany his darling daughter?

  However, the customer is God, and it's a customer who still holds 2 million yuan in unsettled tail money.

  It's utterly helpless.

  Song Yuqiao has been trying to get back the remaining payment for these two days, and I don't know how many brain cells have died. Fortunately, there was some progress last night. She checked that Shang Qiu's daughter, Shang Yuyuan, is now attending a private school in junior high school, with poor academic performance, which has worried Shang Qiu to death. Because Shang Qiu and his wife divorced when Shang Yuyuan was seven years old, the girl who grew up in a single-parent family is always more sensitive in her thoughts.

  Start with Shang Qiu Chao's daughter. Not a bad idea at all.

  In the business world, there has never been a clear distinction between public and private matters.

  For your own benefit, you have profited him; for his benefit, he will profit you.

  Song Yuqiao's thoughts were many, and his footsteps slowed down. Coming out of the company, he seemed to be strolling leisurely.

  The champagne-colored sedan in front honked the horn a few times, and Hua Zhen simply rolled down the window to stick her head out: "Hey! Song Yuqiao! I'm getting anxious for you, hurry up!"

  Song Yuqiao got on the car, "When did you buy another car?"

  Hua Yun looked at it from the rearview mirror and backed up while turning the steering wheel: "It was a birthday gift from my brother."

  "Isn't your birthday in December?" Song Yuqiao asked while fastening his seatbelt.

  "He and my sister-in-law just got married, they wanted to go on a honeymoon, damn it, from May to December, they still can't come back, it's really ridiculous."

  Song Yuqiao listened and found it funny: "Didn't you say that your cousin was always flirting outside, when did he become restrained, even marrying a wife?"

  "Not married yet, just got engaged, probably getting married next year," Hua said, "You don't know, my brother-in-law is totally being controlled by my future sister-in-law! Haha, I've never seen him so whipped before."

  Song Yuqiao was unfamiliar with the Tang family's situation, and as for Hua Zhen's cousin, Tang Qishi, he had hung out with her a few times before and was quite kind to her, and also knew how to have fun.

  "I've met her twice, she seemed to have just graduated from university and got accepted into a master's program but didn't attend, also at A University, so I guess that makes me your senior."

  As soon as Song Yuqiao mentioned A Da, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

  Hua Zhen noticed Song Yuqiao's sudden silence and asked: "Thinking about dropping out of school again?"

  "I still have two months left on my contract with the company," Song Yuqiao said, "I'm thinking about whether to go back to school and finish the remaining two years."

  "Just go back if you want to, you've taken a leave of absence, not dropped out, going back to school to recharge is good," Hua Zhen said, "But have you thought about what to do with Ye Zenan? You said he's unwilling to divorce."

  Song Yuqiao looked out of the car window at the passing scenery and said, "I want to find an opportunity to consult a lawyer about divorce proceedings."

  The car slowed down in front of the red light. Huazhen said, "I have a junior fellow who is studying to be a lawyer. Whenever you want to go for consultation, I'll give you his phone number."

  Arriving at the airport, Hua Zhen drove the car directly onto the apron after passing through the special permit, and rolled down the window to look for Lu Lu's figure in the crowd.

  But by the time this flight was over and everyone had left, there was still no sign of Lu Lu.

  Song Yuqiao said: "Isn't it that we haven't recognized each other? It's been several years since we last saw each other." Guessing to help carry.

  Hua Yun directly opened the car door and got out: "No matter how big the change is, how can a monkey become human? She was talking about this flight."

  However, no one came in the end.

  Hua Yun was anxious and irritable, driving would easily lead to accidents, so on the way back, Song Yuqiao drove, while Hua Yun made calls along the road.

  "Alright, we've all been waiting here for two hours!" Huazhen rolled down the car window a crack. "It's not just me, Yuqiao is also here... Yeah, Yuqiao has arrived too, and she's waiting for you! Don't listen to me, go tell Yuqiao yourself."

  As she spoke, Huayun put her phone on speakerphone.

  Luo Luo's voice came from the phone: "Yu Qiao, something unexpected happened at my company here, I'm afraid I won't be able to return until next month. There's something I need your help with."

  "What?"

  "I've run into some trouble. I have a sum of money here and I want to open an account domestically using your name, can you help me transfer the money over?" said Lu Lu.

  "As long as you trust me, what can't I do?"

  "Alright, then it's settled for these two days. You give me the account information for opening an account, and I'll hurry up and transfer the money over. When I return to the country next month, I'll go find you to get the money back."

  Actually, Lu Lu's real name is called Lu Lu, but Hua Zhen and Song Yuqiao are used to calling her that way, so they just call her Lu Lu.

  Hanging up the phone, Hua Xuan took Song Yuqiao to the evening dress store to pick out an evening gown.

  Hua Zhen is a somewhat famous fashion designer, but half of it is due to the reputation of the Hua and Tang families in C City. Many people come to her for fashion design just because they want to curry favor with the Hua and Tang families, otherwise there wouldn't be so many orders to take on.

  After getting the dress, Huazhen received a text message from a private detective saying that Pei Shicheng would be attending the premiere of Zhang Menglin's new movie tonight. She simply threw the dress into the back seat and took Song Yuqiao to another store, telling the staff, "Bring out all your latest dresses."

  Song Yuqiao was already used to Hua Zhen's personality of speaking her mind, so she just asked: "Where are you going to send this dress?"

  Huawei stood in front of the clothes rack, looking through each piece one by one, and picked out a black lace corset mermaid evening dress to throw at Song Yuqiao. Then she found an embroidered single-shoulder fishtail evening dress for herself and said: "You'll accompany me to a movie premiere later, so change into this outfit."

  Song Yuqiao thought for a moment and since he didn't have anything else to do in the evening, he decided to accompany Hua Zhen to attend.

  She just forgot to ask which movie it was.

  ………………

  It has to be said that as a fashion designer, Hua Yun still has a certain sensitivity towards clothes.

  When Song Yuqiao put on that set of black lace evening dress, the eyes of several shop assistants were about to stare straight. One man who was accompanying his girlfriend to pick out clothes looked at Song Yuqiao with an expression that couldn't be more naked. His girlfriend gave him two glances and directly slapped him in the face, storming out the door in anger. Only then did he come back to himself, running out to chase after his girlfriend.

  Song Yuqiao felt that the skirt was a bit short, only reaching the thigh root, and the design of the chest on top made her chest shape very prominent, revealing her white and smooth shoulders.

  She stood in front of the mirror, slightly furrowing her brow, and pulled down the hem of her skirt: "Will it be too short?"

  "It's just right like this." Huazhen also changed into a dress and looked at it for a while, feeling very satisfied. She paid the money, put on her coat, and asked the store clerk, "Do you have a phone number for a designated driver?"

  "Yes." A shop assistant took out a business card from the drawer.

  Song Yuqiao said: "It's not like we can't drive, what's the need for a designated driver?"

  Hua Yun glanced at the business card, stuffed it into the outer layer of her bag, and pulled Song Yuqiao out: "The premiere is over, there's still a banquet. After the banquet, I won't be able to drive. My reputation is precious now, I don't want to make headlines in the newspaper for drunk driving."

  The last scandal of Huazhen finally subsided, and it was also Tang Qishao, Huazhen's cousin, who settled it. Just then, another person suddenly stood out outside, saying that he couldn't bear to let others be scapegoated, and said that the people in those photos were all her, and had nothing to do with Huazhen.

  Although everyone knows it in their heart, this is the method of hindsight bias, but it also restored Huazheng's reputation.

  The premiere of the movie was held at the Oscar Film Center, and the host who came was a big name. The lineup of the movie is very strong, but even if we don't talk about it, just look at the heavyweight guests who were invited, including the recently re-emerged king Vi, who this time didn't appear on stage, but instead went behind the scenes, his momentum still undiminished. Some people are born with a regal aura.

  Hua Zhen said: "Wei is actually the young master of Lu's family, and seems to have a good relationship with Pei Si Cheng. Didn't the plane crash previously reveal that there were no remains left? Now he's back."

  This news was known to Song Yuqiao early in the morning, and Zhou Haitang that little girl had basically been boiling over after hearing this news, dancing with joy for a whole day on the verge of collapse. Song Yuqiao was speechless about her, really didn't know which star she was chasing as a fan girl.

  Song Yuqiao stopped in his tracks when he saw Zhang Menglin wearing a dancer's costume on the huge poster.

  "Is this movie starring Zhang Menglin?"

  Hua Yun nodded, her eyes also fell on the poster: "Wherever you look, it's a charming fox-like face, and this play seems to be dancing with steel pipes..."

  Hua Yun hadn't finished speaking when a voice came from behind: "Yeah, so what if I dance pole dancing? That just means my waist is flexible, unlike some people who have a stiff waist like a wooden stick."

  Turning around, it was indeed Zhang Menglin.

  Hua Zhen didn't finish speaking, when a voice came from behind: "Yes, I'm dancing with a steel pipe, what's wrong with that? It shows my waist is flexible, unlike some people, who have a stiff waist like a water bucket, hard as a stick."

  Turning around, it was indeed Zhang Menglin.

  However, what caught Song Yuqiao's attention was not Zhang Menglin, but Pei Sicong standing not far behind Zhang Menglin, talking to a middle-aged man.

  When she looked at Pei Cheng, Pei Cheng's gaze seemed to glance at her unintentionally. Song Yuqiao suddenly felt a little flustered and quickly shifted her gaze away.

  Hua Yun sneered: "What's the point of having someone to support you? You still have this face, do you know what the newspapers say about you? The most pretentious female star, after going to Korea and coming back, not only did she get a chin job, I'm afraid she also got breast implants?"

  Zhang Menglin is wearing a white mini dress today, looking particularly princess-like, with an intentionally squeezed-out seam on her chest, making it look especially plump.

  She was anxious when she heard Hua Zhen's words, but Hua Zhen had a very glib tongue, and she was different. She stared with her eyes: "You've had plastic surgery! I'm all natural!"

  "Hey, what's the hurry?" Huazhen seemed to be a bit hot, fanning herself with her hand. "I know dogs get anxious and bite people, but you're not a dog, are you? You're always posting lovey-dovey stuff on Weibo with San Shao, don't you care if he's dumping you or not?"

  "Is that what you're saying about yourself? At least San Shao is still my half-brother-in-law, he's my guardian, I can go find him even in the middle of the night. What about you?" Zhang Menglin laughed exaggeratedly, "Haven't tried being alone with him at midnight yet? The feeling..."

  Song Yu Qiao was silent for a moment.

  When sharing a room with Pei Shichen, his strong aura can envelop you entirely, as if your heart is trembling.

  She had that feeling before.

  Hua Yun was also furious, she took a step forward, Zhang Menglin suddenly shouted and retreated: "Save me! Someone wants to hit people!"

  At this time, the flashlights in the back started flashing, and some entertainment reporters had already run over to start taking pictures, with an excited face as if they had picked up money.

  Fortunately, Song Yuqiao pulled Hua Zongzi back from behind, otherwise the speed at which these photos spread would definitely not be able to keep up with Hua Zongzi finding someone to suppress them.

  What Zhang Menglin shouted out and actually hitting someone with a racket are definitely different in nature.

  Pei Si walked over, Zhang Menglin went first, smiling sweetly: "Brother-in-law, I saved you a seat, let's go in?"

  "Good."

  When Pei Si Cheng walked past Song Yu Qiao, he slowed down his pace slightly, his gaze slid from her face downwards, and suddenly, Song Yu Qiao felt that his gaze on her skin was scorching hot. She suddenly remembered the first time Pei Si Cheng took her to try on a dress, the first backless outfit, he said it revealed too much, but now...

  Paisong's gaze slid from Song Yuqiao's bare shoulders down to a pair of beautiful legs, and then casually withdrew his gaze, turning around and walking in.

  Hua Yun muttered under her breath, "That little slut Zhang Menglin only relies on having a Zhang Mengxue there, what's she got to be arrogant about? Seventeen years old, doesn't know anything, I've eaten more salt than you've walked roads!"

  "Huh?" Song Yuqiao asked, "Is Zhang Mengxue Zhang Menglin's sister?"

  Huā Jiàn said: "It seems that she also liked Pei Si Cheng, I only heard about it, five or six years ago, the two of them almost got engaged. Later, Zhang Meng Xue had an accident for Pei Si Cheng and entrusted her only younger sister to him, so now Pei Si Cheng is taking care of this disgusting Zhang Meng Lin on her behalf."

  Song Yuqiao didn't make a sound, she had searched for it online before, but couldn't find the webpage anymore, it had been deleted.

  "But Zhang Menglin is almost eighteen, just in time for her birthday in August," Hua Zhen sneered, "She's going to use her sister's identity, I saw that when she turns eighteen and becomes an adult, what can still bind Pei Su?"

  However, the one who really posed a threat was not Zhang Menglin at all, but rather Xia Chuchu, a woman mentioned by Pei Shicheng in an interview with a newspaper magazine.

  But this Xia Chu Chu, isn't it just something Pei Si Cheng made up randomly?

  ………………

  The seating arrangement at the premiere was interesting, Song Yuqiao came with Hua Zhen but the number plate given to them was separated by a row, with two people in between. Hua Zhen was in the slightly forward VIP seat, and diagonally in front of her sat Zhang Menglin.

  So, as soon as she sat down, Hua Yun lifted her high-heeled foot and kicked Zhang Menglin's chair with force, then shouted: "Ah, there's a mouse!"

  Zhang Menglin immediately jumped up and let out a sharp cry.

  In those Xiaodong Five Miles, Zhang Menglin was most afraid of things like mice and cockroaches.

  But Hua Zhen leaned back comfortably after shouting that, playing with her phone.

  Zhang Menglin suddenly understood, and the expression on her face was like a five-color dye had been knocked over. She tidied up her hair and sat back down, leaving her agent to calm down the crowd that had started to get restless beside her.

  After a while, walking over to Song Yuqiao's seat and sitting down was actually... Vi?!

  Song Yu's eyes widened in shock.

  It's true that in such a setting, you can meet several celebrities every minute.

  Song Yuqiao secretly observed Vi's facial features, and indeed, they were as commented on the website, absolutely conforming to international standards of handsome face, with a body proportion that was the golden ratio. No wonder from abroad to domestic, it was an unstoppable development, but now when the popularity is at its peak, retreating behind the scenes can also be considered a heroic retreat.

  His Chinese name is Lu Jingzhong, he has been retired from the public eye since his comeback and basically no longer uses the English name Vi, but old die-hard fans still like to call him Vi or Lu Sir.

  Song Yuqiao thought that since she could meet Zhou Haitang's pursuer, she would borrow a face to sign a name, and then use this signature to let Zhou Haitang help her make half of the quotation form.

  Then Song Yuqiao took out a stack of sticky notes from his bag and turned around to ask carefully, "Excuse me, can you help me sign my name?"

  Lu Jingzhong turned his face back, his eyes stayed on Song Yuqiao's face for three seconds, and very naturally took over the pen and paper.

  The premiere ceremony has finally begun.

  The movie's theme song started first, with all the actors participating in the singing. Zhang Menglin sang while pinching her throat, let alone Hua Zhong, who had already clearly plugged his ears, even Song Yuqiao couldn't bear to listen anymore.

  Then comes the introduction of actors and plot.

  Song Yuqiao listened to the host and celebrity interaction in front of her, feeling extremely bored, so she looked over at an empty seat next to Zhang Menglin.

  Just now Pei Si Cheng was still sitting there, where is he now?

  She involuntarily began to glance around the entire theater, but...

  She suddenly came back to herself, wondering how she could actually go find Pei Si Cheng? Was it really that boring? Yes, it must be that boring.

  After a series of activities, when the movie premiere began, the light on top completely went out.

  The movie trailer is played first.

  This is a film that spans decades, from the 1990s to the present day, interspersed with three romantic segments of different ages and eras. At first, Song Yuqiao was impressed by the director's bold idea when watching the introduction of this movie, and then invested heavily in it.

  Zhang Menglin plays a steel pipe dancer dancing in a bar, and Song Yuqiao sees Zhang Menglin wearing a belly-baring outfit on the movie screen, even hearing Huazhen's laughter.

  A very abrupt laughter.

  That's right, Hua Yun was deliberately laughing out loud, and Zhang Menglin really got angry and turned around.

  If eyes could be like sharp swords dipped in poison, Huazhen would have been pierced a thousand times by now.

  Song Yuqiao strongly held back her smile, she could imagine that in the future, Hua Zhen might really be able to find better material to scold Zhang Menglin with, a striptease dancer, there truly wasn't any better material than this.

  ………………

  Paisong stepped out of the theater to smoke a cigarette, and when he wanted to come back in, he was confronted by two reporters. The female reporter at the front walked up to block Paisong's path: "Hey, don't run! I think we still have some unsettled accounts."

  Paisong stretched out his fingers to the edge of the aluminum trash can, and then lightly flicked it. The cigarette ash on top fell off, and he smiled: "What's the calculation?"

  The woman glared, her beautiful eyes, as black and shiny as apricot kernels, staring: "Sell me to Gu Qingcheng?! You men are all so petty-minded. I was just trying to get some news material by secretly following him once, do you have to be so stubborn about it?"

  "Miss, I think you've got the wrong person, shouldn't you be looking for Gu Qingcheng instead?"

  The woman blinked her eyes: "I've looked for him," she said with a smile, leaning in close. "And I even swiped one of his gold cards. Have you seen my outfit? It cost 50,000 yuan. And I'm planning to get some beauty treatments and do my hair later."

  The little guy carrying a camera behind him cleared his throat: "Sister, do you want to go and take some more shots?"

  The woman finally reacted, "Of course we have to go, otherwise what's the point of us coming here? Pei San, let's take a step ahead first. When we have time later, we'll gather together properly. I still remember that I owe you a meal."

  She paused for half a minute in front of the glass door as she passed by the theater entrance, tidying up her bangs and brushing off non-existent dust from her body.

  The little guy following her was speechless: "Sister, isn't this a beauty pageant? Aren't we in a hurry?"

  Pei Si Cheng watched as the female reporter walked away from behind before extinguishing his cigarette and turning back inside.

  He didn't return to his own seat, but instead walked directly from the aisle next to him to Lu Jingzhong's side, who was sitting beside Song Yuqiao, and leaned over: "Little Five, switch seats."

  Lu Jing raised his eyes again and looked at Song Yuqiao, who was intently watching the movie. Suddenly enlightened, he stood up: "Then I'll go first, Jiaying is waiting for me to pick up Xuegao from kindergarten."

  Pei Si nodded and stood up, handing a cigarette to Lu Jingzhong as he made way.

  Lu Jingzhong smiled: "Forget it, Jia Yin is particularly sensitive to smoke, and can smell even a hint of it."

  Does getting married make one become a good man?

  Pei Si gave a faint smile and sat down.

  Elbow on the armrest of the seat, sideways face looking at Song Yuqiao who is watching the movie with full attention.

  When Song Yuqiao becomes serious, his body seems to have a kind of magic power, as if he is a self-luminous object with its own light source.

  And today, the evening gown she's wearing is too revealing, making every man who sees her can't help but have lustful thoughts and imagine the curves of her body underneath.

  The light on the movie screen seemed to have coated a layer of silver glow on Song Yuqiao's delicate face, and Pei Shichen couldn't help but stretch out his arm to touch Song Yuqiao's hand that was placed on the armrest between their two seats.

  Song Yuqiao thought it was blocking Lu Jingzhong's way, so he said "sorry" and moved his arm first.

  Unexpectedly, this hand stretched out again, and this time it touched her bare shoulder with a cool touch.

  Song Yu Qiao frowned, could it be that Lu Jing Chong, this former king of the entertainment industry, had a strange habit of molesting people in movie theaters?

  She glared at him, then turned her face and smiled up at a pair of eyes that seemed like those of a fox.

  Pei Si Cheng!!!

  When did he come over and sit down?

  Are you always so elusive?!

  Pei Su smiled and took the opportunity to put his suit jacket on Song Yuqiao, "The air conditioner is set too low, it's a bit cold."

  Is it you who is cold or me?

  Song Yuqiao shrunk his body back a bit: "No need, I'm not cold."

  Pei Si suddenly grasped Song Yuqiao's hand: "Aren't you cold? It's almost frozen to the point of numbness, right?"

  Pei's palm was especially hot, and it suddenly stuck to Song Yuqiao's hand, completely wrapping her hand in his palm. Song Yuqiao instantly felt like she had been electrocuted, almost jumping up.

  After Song Yuqiao slapped Pei Si in the office last time, she thought he wouldn't come looking for her again.

  But it still came anyway.

  Why does it feel stuffy in my heart?

  Pei's hand touched Song Yuqiao's skin for no more than three seconds before moving away, and he said lightly, "Let's watch a movie."

  But with a man like him who has an aura that can thoroughly envelop Song Yuqiao, what else can she see?

  For the next half hour, Song Yuqiao felt that she must have gone mad. The male lead in the movie appeared to be Pei Shichen's face. Even in comedic scenes, she felt inexplicably sad! That stuffy feeling in her heart came back again.

  She made an excuse to go out, "Excuse me for a moment, I'll just go to the restroom."

  "Want me to go with you?" Pei Su Cheng asked, slightly tilting his head.

  Come with me to the restroom?

  Song Yu shook his head awkwardly: "No need."

  As soon as he went out, Song Yuqiao sent a message to Hua Zhen: "Something came up at the company and I had to leave first."

  After leaving the theater, a gust of wind blew by, and she only then realized that she was still wearing Pei Si Cheng's suit jacket on her shoulders. Forget it, she really didn't have the courage to go back in again, so she might as well just take it herself and use same-city express delivery to mail it to Pei Si Cheng's company tomorrow.

  Back home, Song Shuying came to open the door and saw at a glance that Song Yuqiao was wearing a suit jacket on his upper body: "Whose suit is this you're wearing?"

  Song Yu rubbed his brow: "It's too cold outside, boss."

  Song Shuying raised an eyebrow: "Boss... and a female subordinate?"

  "Sister, it's not what you think, because," Song Shuying smelled a burnt smell, "what smell?"

  Song Shuying waved her hand: "Nothing, just tried making a bowl of noodles and messed it up."

  It's all gone wrong...

  In Song Yuqiao's view, it was not just a waste of food.

  "Sister! What do you want to eat next time? I'll make it for you. Stay away from the kitchen, this is a rental house and I don't want the kitchen to be burned down."

  Song Shuying leaned against the refrigerator door: "Why don't you buy a set?"

  Song Yuqiao was kneeling on the ground wiping the black marks on the floor, saying: "I'm just a small clerk now, I earn 5,000 yuan a month and am ordered around by my boss. Where would I have the spare money to buy a house? I don't want to become a mortgage slave so soon."

  That's well said.

  Song Yuqiao has never asked Song Hui for a single penny since he severed ties with the Song family three years ago.

  In addition to the three years in Ye's family, Ye Zenan didn't like her and made things difficult for her everywhere. The villa of Ye's family was just a place to spend the night, which saved rent, but occasionally, in order to please his mother-in-law Pei Yuling, he would save up several months' salary to buy a luxury cosmetic as a gift for Pei Yuling.

  Song Shuying said: "Your contract with Ye's family has expired, are you going to look for a job again?"

  Song Yuqiao did not make a sound.

  Go find a job again?

  With her current qualifications, although she has gained three years of experience working in a small advertising company under Ye's banner, but only with a high school diploma, what can she do now?

  Song Shuying saw what Song Yuqiao was thinking and said: "Why don't you go back to school for two more years?"

  This is the second time Song Yuqiao has heard that she should go back and finish her undergraduate degree.

  The first time I heard it was from Hua Zhen, and the second time was from my sister.

  They were all people closest to her and would never harm her.

  But let's put this matter aside for now.

  There are still many things that need to be put on the agenda.

  For example, Hua Xuan's consecutive fatal calls.

  "Sister, are you kidding me? You're really leaving me hanging like this? Didn't you know that after the movie premiere, there's still a party? Are you planning on making me go alone? Hurry up and get a taxi back here! Zhang Menglin just asked me about you, and she had this sly look on her face, saying 'Hey, where's your BFF?' Isn't it true that she ditched you and left you behind? I told her you were just going to change clothes."

  Hua Yun spoke as if she was firing a machine gun, and Song Yuqiao couldn't get a word in edgewise.

  "Hurry up and come over, ten minutes, I know Jinshui community is not far from here."

  "Hua Zhen, actually I..."

  All I can hear now is the sound of dripping water beside my ear.

  Song Yuqiao had a headache.

  This time it's really a headache.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao took a taxi back to the theater and stood outside the door, where several people were standing in twos and threes. The handsome men and beautiful women were truly enviable, and several reporters were asking questions.

  She couldn't help but slow down her pace, considering whether or not she should go over and interrupt.

  Hua Zhen, who was standing aside, saw Song Yuqiao and hastily beckoned: "Come over quickly! We've been waiting for you!"

  More than ten pairs of eyes all turned to her at once.

  Several journalists with keen eyes spotted another one over here and started taking pictures frantically.

  Song Yuqiao thought to herself, well, these can be considered as having been a celebrity once.

  Song Yuqiao thought it was a banquet, so she still wore the black lace evening dress that Huazhen had just bought for her. As a result, who would have thought that the venue was changed at the last minute and they ended up going to a bar instead.

  So her outfit looks out of place.

  Hua Yun gave her the clothes she had changed out of in the dress shop, and pushed her into the bathroom: "Go change your clothes, we'll go to the private room first, I'll send you the room number later."

  "Good."

  However, they did not go to the private room.

  The private room was too cramped, and several people seemed to be unable to have fun, especially Hua Zhen, who was currently competing with Zhang Menglin, so she chose a relatively quiet card seat in the bar, with a glass door in front of her that blocked out all the hustle and bustle.

  Although it was said to be a drama group's carnival party, the final choice of such a venue was quite unexpected, and it actually came from Pei Si Cheng's suggestion.

  However, after sitting down and looking again, where is Pei Su?

  Paisong went to the bathroom.

  Washed hands outside the bathroom, then lit a cigarette.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao changed clothes in the women's restroom, packed her bag and left, but unfortunately, when she came out through the door, a protruding wooden tip on the door frame caught her, resulting in a long tear in her white blouse, almost exposing her underwear.

  She was almost dying of embarrassment.

  Why is everything going so wrong today?

  Song Yuqiao was bending down to pull at the fabric on her body, when a drunkard who had just come out of the men's restroom saw her and suddenly walked over with a smile, "Want to go with brother?"

  The drunkard said, and directly stretched out his hand to touch Song Yuqiao's chest.

  A hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed his wrist, causing him to let out a loud, ear-piercing scream as if he were being slaughtered like a pig. His wrist made a cracking sound, seemingly dislocating it.