Be a salted fish in the arms of a sick gangster

Chapter 10
"Baby~Here~"

The woman with a peach blossom face and a glamorous temperament, wearing a low-cut red dress and waving at her, is her editor and best friend, Jiang Jinyue.

She has a pair of seductive eyes, but she loves sexy dresses and flamboyant red, like a seductive fairy.

Song Tingling's face was flushed, with a smile on her face, she also waved at her.

Jiang Jinyue rested her cheeks in a calm manner, watching that beautiful figure walking towards her with liking in her eyes.

When people approached her, she joked: "You have a good eye for a man, this suit suits you very well, yo~ this suit is still a high-end style."

Song Tingling gave her a jerk look, and sat down gracefully, all kinds of exquisite desserts had already been placed on the table.

Song Tingling was annoyed at the thought of that incomprehensible man.

"What man, that's my master!"

Treat her like a cat master.

Jiang Jinyue picked up "Oh" in her tone, remembering what Song Tingling said to her before: "I still treat you like a cat~"

Song Tingling was very annoyed, and smashed the delicate cake on the plate with a spoon.

Jiang Jinyue looked like a girl in my family who had just grown up, looked at her with relief, and said with emotion: "My little writer has really grown up, and he is beginning to be trapped by love."

She smiled indifferently, "Is there any man who doesn't like you?"

This woman will support her.

Song Tingling picked up the spoon, dug a spoonful of cake, and put it in her mouth. The sweet and greasy taste made her feel much better.

"Of course that man likes me, he loves without knowing it."

She said it with confidence.

Jiang Jinyue couldn't help laughing, just took it as the little girl's comforting words, and didn't expose her: "Yes, yes." She raised her eyebrows and moved closer: "Do you want my sister to teach you some tricks?"

"Come on." Song Tingling didn't believe her, "Why did you break up this time?"

Jiang Jinyue shook her head lightly, with a slight smile on her face, her tone was aggrieved: "You don't want to comfort me."

Song Tingling smiled: "I really want to comfort the man you dumped and persuade him to think about it."

Song Tingling had already seen through the essence of this woman.

When we first got acquainted, Song Tingling was always worried about her mood when he heard that she had broken up, and tried to comfort her in different ways.

For so many years, Jiang Jinyue has broken up 100 times instead of 50.

Call her scum, but she takes every relationship seriously.

Let's say she's not a scum, a word from a man can make her fall in love instantly.

This woman, love comes and goes quickly.Men are like clothes, they can be changed as soon as they are said.

Jiang Jinyue pinched the straw, stirred it in the juice, and said with confidence: "I want to see the sea, but he doesn't like the sea~"

Listen, this is another reason that sounds unreliable.

Song Tingling didn't want to complain anymore, but she had to say that Jiang Jinyue's various emotional experiences did provide her with a lot of writing materials.

Jiang Jinyue suddenly said: "It's good to leave that small place, and it will be convenient for me to see you in the future. Every time I go to that small place, I can't eat well or live well."

Song Tingling hummed, "Then you're still here?"

"Isn't that missing you? I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

"So, if you are not happy staying in the Song family, just come to see my sister, and my sister will support you in the next life."

"People can't let themselves be wronged all the time."

Song Tingling smiled slightly, lowered her eyes, concealing the emotion in her eyes, and said after a while: "I know."

She said softly, "Sister, thank you for all these years."

Jiang Jinyue waved her hand: "Why are you being polite to your sister?"

Jiang Jinyue still remembered the first time she met Song Tingling.

Song Tingling was only 13 years old at that time, and she was still in junior high school. The clothes on her body were washed white, but they were clean and tidy. She looked at her with a smile in her eyes, and sweetly called "Hello, sister".

At that time, she was only an editor in her first year, and she signed an author named Tingshui. The first book was delicate and sophisticated, with innovative and interesting plots.

She saw her signing information at that time, she was very old, and thought she was an old author.

Later, when Tingshui wrote the second book, he stopped updating it before writing tens of thousands of words, and it lasted for a month.

At that time, she reminded her to update every day, which was comparable to good morning, good afternoon, good night, but in exchange for "I can't write anymore".

This is the first great writer under her hands, she doesn't want to give up, she just keeps going on and on every day.

In the end, the master writer annoyed her and replied, "When I become an adult, I will still be writing under your hands, okay?"

Jiang Jinyue was so shocked by these words that she didn't realize it for a long time, thinking that the great god was playing a joke on her.

Later, without saying a word, she bought a plane ticket and went straight to the small place in Qingchuan Town.

Jiang Jinyue was spoiled and spoiled all her life, and it was the first time she went to such a small and remote place. She was young, full of enthusiasm, and didn't know the sufferings of the world. When she got there, she really suffered.

She made an appointment with Tingshui, and Tingshui readily agreed.

When I saw her, I realized that the Great God was really not joking with her.

She has a gold medal writer who is a god, and she is really a minor!

The 13-year-old Tingshui, who looks juicy, can already see the embryonic form of a beauty, especially out of place in this remote country, because he is too thin and a little malnourished.

Her maternal love broke out that day, and she tried her best to eat the best food with Tingshui in this remote place.

She stayed there for a few days, and the two who came and went got to know each other better.

Later, Jiang Jinyue finally remembered her job, and thought that she should have signed the contract with her elder's ID card before Tingshui.

She asked cautiously, but Ting Shui readily told her the reason.

In the end, she hugged the little girl and cried like hell. The little girl's immature face was full of helplessness, and she comforted her for a long time.

Later, she said: "If you trust me, I will open a bank card for you."

She was afraid that the little girl would not believe her, so she revealed all her family background: "This website is run by my family, and the boss of Wenyue Group is my father."
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Song Tingling went to Wen Yanqing's office every day, just like clocking in at work.

Song Tingling quite likes the office environment, especially with Wen Yanqing working hard beside her, which can motivate her to work hard. She is usually too comfortable at home, and always wants to play on the bed.

The originally simple and black-and-white office has unknowingly added a lot of girls' things.

Wherever she goes, she likes to arrange the space to make her feel comfortable.

When Wen Yanqing was working, she always liked to raise her eyes behind the documents to see what Song Tingling was doing now.

Sometimes she will type the keyboard very seriously, and use a silent keyboard, which is not loud.

Sometimes she would hold a book and lie on the sofa over there, with her legs bent back and swaying leisurely without much movement.

She sometimes nests on the single sofa, holding a tablet, watching dramas with headphones, and laughs when she sees interesting places, her voice is deliberately suppressed, and it is not loud.

But no matter what she did, there seemed to be a feather, gently scratching his heart, making him itchy, and he couldn't do anything.

Seeing her itch, but not looking at her doesn't itch, but my heart is indescribably bored, but when I see her, the boredom is gone, and it starts to itch.

Wen Yanqing felt that she was really sick recently.

Over there Song Tingling was tired from writing again, she stood up and twisted her neck, then lay down on her newly bought chaise longue, squinting her eyes, stretching lazily like a cat.

He moved his finger pinching the file, wanting to suck the cat again.

So he put down the document, pressed the operation button of the wheelchair, and moved to the side of the chaise longue.

Song Tingling knew it was him, so she didn't even bother to open her eyes. Staring at the computer for too long made her eyes hurt.

Wen Yanqing stretched out his hand, and touched her head familiarly, once and for all, with gentle and slow movements.

Well, she was sucked like a pussy again.

Occasionally Song Tingling would be stubborn. At the beginning, she felt ashamed that she was sucked like a cat, but later she found out that there were even more shameful things.

Just ...

She even felt very comfortable being touched by the boss!

Help!She has fallen!She has really fallen!Is she willing to be replaced as a cat?

Song Tingling was not reconciled, she sat up in shock as if she was dying, and was stubborn again: "I won't let you touch me anymore."

Wen Yanqing looked at her like a child throwing a temper tantrum, he only sighed softly, and dragged his tone and said only one word: "Good boy."

Song Tingling: "..."

She silently put her head back.
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In a blink of an eye, it was time to score the college entrance examination.

Song Jiaming was very calm on the surface, but in fact there was an undercurrent.

Especially the white lotus mother and daughter, they simply didn't miss any chance to belittle her, and even said that they would check the score together when the time came.

Before the score came out, the face of the white lotus floated into the sky.

"Lingling, don't be too stressed, just believe that you can cross the line!"

Song Tingling rolled her eyes in her heart and let out a sigh of relief.

Who doesn't believe it?

It was almost time, and the Song family was sitting around on the sofa, with a laptop in front of Song Tingling and Song Youbai.

Song Youbai is like a fighting cock at the moment, with a strong desire to win and lose all over his body, which makes Song Tingling feel that if he is one point higher than her, this love fighting cock will rush up to peck her immediately .

Song Tingling nestled lazily on the sofa, put the computer on her cross-legged lap, and played Plants vs. Zombies boringly.

She hoped that Song Youbai's score would be higher than hers, so everyone would be happy, Bai Lianhua's mother and daughter would be happy, and then she would comfort her with a few false words of affection, and the matter would be over.

If her score is high, the white lotus mother and daughter will start fighting again, which will make her unhappy both openly and secretly.

Thinking of this, she looked up at Song Youbai leisurely, and gave her an encouragement: "My sister is so smart, she will definitely get a high score in the exam!"

Song Youbai's serious face forced a smile, but her eyes gave her a calm look, meaning, what do you say?

OK.

Song Tingling went on to play Plants vs. Zombies.

Soon it was time to open the sub-channel of the college entrance examination, and Song Youbai worked hard, facing the blank pages that were constantly being refreshed.

Song Tingling played Plants vs. Zombies indifferently, and sighed silently in her heart.

If it was her, she would sleep until the sun was up as usual, wake up and have a pleasant brunch, type a few thousand words passionately, take a break and drink some afternoon tea, and then go to Wen Yanqing with the computer. He is working, and she is at work. Continue to code on the side, and then check the score at random before going to bed.

Song Jianzhong walked over anxiously, and when he saw Song Tingling still playing the game, he hurriedly urged: "Lingling, check it out!"

Song Tingling was perfunctory: "I can't squeeze in, I can't squeeze in."

Liu Bichun nervously looked at her daughter's computer screen, took a moment to glance at the very lazy Song Tingling, and snorted coldly in her heart.

Don't you dare to check your score because you know your score is not good?

"It's out, it's out!" Song Youbai immediately beamed with joy: "Mom and Dad, I got 632 points in the exam! I surpassed the first line by 92 points!"

Liu Bichun didn't know how high a score was, but when she saw her daughter so happy, she knew it was a high score. She couldn't help but smile from ear to ear, hugging her daughter and boasting, "Oh, my baby is awesome!"

Song Jianzhong was also very satisfied, "Tell Dad what you want, and Dad will buy it for you!"

"Thank you dad~"

The family's eyes then all fell on Song Tingling.

Song Tingling: "..."

Then she clicked the pause button slowly, entered the system for checking the results, and started to scroll boringly.

Liu Bichun swayed behind her, stared at her computer screen, and said in an understanding way: "Lingling, why don't I ask Baibai to check it for you too~ It's faster like this."

"Okay."

Song Tingling reported a series of admission ticket numbers.

Song Youbai was looking forward to Song Tingling's score in his heart, and he was more serious than himself when browsing the webpage.

The average art student would be thankful if they could surpass the first line by a score or two. She felt that Song Tingling was also at this level.

She said triumphantly: "If I were an ordinary examinee, I could get a score of 985!"

This is indeed true.

When Liu Bichun heard it, she was overwhelmed with pride.

She could already imagine the envious eyes of those sisters when she was bragging with her.

Song Youbai and his mother looked at each other and smiled, and when they looked at the screen again, the smile on the corner of their mouths froze immediately.

"This...it's impossible..."

"what happened?"

Hearing the sound, both Song Jianzhong and Liu Bichun walked towards her.

Song Youbai clicked refresh quickly, subconsciously not wanting her parents to see this result.

She said: "Maybe there is a bug in the system, I will refresh and try again."

After she finished speaking, she subconsciously looked at Song Tingling, the panic in her eyes had not completely faded away.

Seeing Song Tingling looking at her with a smile that was not a smile, Song Youbai's heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if his mind had been seen through.

She quickly lowered her head, avoiding her eyes.

Unexpectedly, something is wrong with the current network, and the comparison is suddenly smooth.

"Hey, it's out." Song Jianzhong leaned his head and squinted his eyes.

Liu Bichun saw it, the smile on her face was exactly the same as that of her daughter, and she froze in the same style.

Song Tingling nestled on the sofa, admiring the face-changing moment of the white lotus mother and daughter.

She deliberately asked: "Have you found it? How many exams have I taken? I'm so nervous~"

In fact, she saw her own score when Song Youbai said it was refreshed, but she really wanted to hear Song Youbai say it herself.

"You passed... 732."

When he said it, Song Youbai still couldn't believe it.

Ordinary candidates who have worked hard for three years may not necessarily have such results.

She is still an art student...

(End of this chapter)