Morbid and vicious!The boss in the Beijing circle is pampered into a crying bag

Chapter 118 What is in your little head?
The smile on Xiao Jinglan's face remained the same, so Cao Mei couldn't see any clues.

But the more this happened, the more suspicious she felt about this woman.

How could Xiao Jinglan not see Cao Mei's hostility?

She snorted softly in her heart, but still kept a kind smile on her face, "Mrs. Lu, Xiaojin's reputation and popularity are very poor. If you want her to join the Song family, you have to gain a good reputation in the Beijing circle." ..."

"This level of hot search can be solved with a little money, and there is no need for Mrs. Xiao to teach me how to do it." Cao Mei frowned, her eyes were still vigilant.

Xiao Jinglan shrugged, "Since Xiao Jin returned to Lu's house, she has been ridden with bad reviews. If this continues, the old man may not have a good time."

"..."

Cao Mei was obviously silent.

What Xiao Jinglan said was indeed true.

Ever since Xia Wenjin came to the Lu family, there have been more and more bad comments about her.

Thinking of this, she frowned suddenly, all because of Lu Zhaozhao!
This stinky girl stole her daughter's identity, but now because of her, Xia Wenjin has been criticized all over!
Maybe this stinky girl really did something secretly!
Seeing that Cao Mei didn't say anything, Xiao Jinglan continued, "If Xiao Jin can seize this wave of enthusiasm and go straight to the artist's route, with the escort of the Lu family and the Song family, her star career will be absolutely open in the future, and now these scandals can also be thrown away in the future. Give the blame to the brokerage company."

"..."

Cao Mei pursed her lips, and had to admit that this was indeed a good idea.

No matter how many bad comments Xia Wenjin has now, as long as it is pushed to the brokerage company in the future to design a black and red line for hype, it will be easy for Xia Wenjin to clean up.

Cao Mei narrowed her eyes, "So what is the real purpose of your coming here? I don't believe you came here specifically for Xiaojin's affairs."

Xiao Jinglan smiled lightly, "Mrs. Lu, you will be offended if you say this. I like Xiaojin very much, and we are in a cooperative relationship, so you and I are a united front. You don't have to be so vigilant." I."

"..."

Seeing that Cao Mei was silent again, Xiao Jinglan continued: "Think about it carefully, what benefits can I gain from using tricks with the Lu family? I am just an outsider to the Song family, so I just want to find a suitable person to join forces."

Cao Mei raised her brows, as if she had some approval for Xiao Jinglan's initiative to showdown this time.

"Then why didn't you find Lu Zhaozhao? Wouldn't it be more convenient for her to marry into the Song family?"

Xiao Jinglan shrugged, "Do I need to say what kind of character Lu Zhaozhao is?"

The Lu family didn't even plan to count on them, so what did she expect?
Expect to cooperate with a salted fish?
It would be quicker to give up.

In fact, judging from the degree of discussion among netizens on Lu Zhaozhao and Xia Wenjin, Lu Zhaozhao's advantage is definitely higher than Xia Wenjin's.

But Mr. Song would never let her interfere with Lu Zhaozhao's affairs. In addition, when she went to see Lu Zhaozhao at Song's house before, Song Sinian's terrible possessiveness didn't even let others say anything.

Thinking of these, Xiao Jinglan couldn't help feeling a headache.

She still doesn't want to risk her life to snatch someone from Song Sinian's hands...

Cao Mei looked at Xiao Jinglan, "Since we want to cooperate, we must be sincere. You also know that Xiao Jin is my lifeblood now, and I will not risk her."

Hearing Cao Mei let go, the smile on Xiao Jinglan's face deepened, "I understand what you mean, my daughter is going back to China soon, and she will also enter the entertainment circle in the future, as long as Xiao Jin and her get closer, you can go in and out It's more convenient for the Song family, as for what to do, I shouldn't need to talk about it, right?"

Cao Mei naturally understood that if she wanted to establish a relationship with the Song family, the access control of the Song family's old house was the biggest problem.

With the reason to go to the Song family, other things will follow naturally.

Seeing that Xiao Jinglan was really sincere this time, Cao Mei obviously looked better, "When Xiao Jin comes back, I'll talk to her about it."

"Madam Lu doesn't have to worry about the public opinion. Our side has already begun to guide the direction of public opinion. When the time comes, the direction of our two families will be unified, and it should be under control soon. The main thing is to let Xiaojin get used to it."

Xiao Jinglan smiled lightly and continued: "After all, she will be the wife of the president of the Song Group in the future. This little disturbance is nothing, is it, mother-in-law?"

"..."

Late at night, Song's bedroom.

Under the dim light, Lu Zhaozhao was lying on the bed alone, sound asleep. Her cheeks were flushed, and she seemed to be sleeping very uncomfortably.

"Sir, go and rest. I'll just come over to Madam." Qian Hong glanced at Song Sinian who was sitting by the bed with a gloomy expression.

Ever since Lu Zhaozhao came back, she had been in a coma. Song Sinian was afraid of disturbing her, so he tucked her into bed before he could change his clothes.

Unexpectedly, starting from the evening, Lu Zhaozhao developed a fever.

If Qian Hong didn't come to ask Lu Zhaozhao to have dinner, he wouldn't even know that she was sick.

He was negligent.

When he just picked her up, he noticed that she was wet. He should be more careful.

Seeing that Song Sinian didn't say a word, Qian Hong couldn't help becoming worried, "Sir, my wife has already taken antipyretics, and the doctor said it's just a common cold, so don't worry too much, sir."

Song Sinian blinked his black eyes, looked at Lu Zhaozhao who was lying on the bed, and then said slowly, "You ask the kitchen to prepare some light rice porridge, heat it on the stove, and wait for her to wake up to eat at any time." .”

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

Qian Hong saw that Song Sinian was not planning to leave Lu Zhaozhao's bedside, so she could only sigh and added, "If Madam wakes up and wants to eat, sir can call me at any time."

Seeing Song Sinian nodding, Qian Hong left the bedroom.

Song Sinian looked at Lu Zhaozhao, who was still sleeping unsteadily in bed, and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He reached out to touch her little face.

I don't know if it was because of her fever, but Lu Zhaozhao instinctively pressed his small face against his big cold hand, which made Song Sinian, who was already guilty, feel even more depressed.

He was just about to take back his hand, but Lu Zhaozhao directly pressed it down with his small face, "Oh... so cool..."

With a murmur, she hugged his big hand with a pair of small hands, and rubbed against it again.

Song Sinian looked at her little face that was flushed with fever, and sighed, "You, why are you so delicate?"

Just one inattention, and she fell ill.

The doctor just checked Lu Zhaozhao's body and said that she fell ill due to the long-term mental stress and the recent fatigue, so she contracted the wind and cold due to the rain.

Thinking of this, Song Sinian gently pinched her flushed cheeks with his big hands, and murmured: "What are you worrying about? What exactly is in your little head?"

(End of this chapter)