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

Chapter 179 He Shouldn't Ask

In fact, no matter how expensive the painting is, Lu Zhaozhao can buy it if he wants it.

In addition, this painting itself was painted by Wen Qingyu, so it is not difficult for Lu Zhaozhao to want it.

But... when Lu Zhaozhao got this painting, the uncontrollable joy on his little face couldn't be bought with any money.

Song Sinian thought about it, but couldn't help reminding her.

Lu Zhaozhao was taken aback for a moment, but soon understood what Song Sinian meant.

She only cared about appreciating her idol's paintings, without thinking about this issue at all.

She pursed her lips, "For safety's sake, I really have to pretend to be one."

"Well, you will hand over the painting to Zhao Xi later, and let him handle the rest." Song Sinian's slow voice made Lu Zhaozhao feel more secure.

Song Sinian has this kind of magical power, it seems that as long as he entrusts the matter to him, he can feel at ease.

Lu Zhaozhao blinked his watery eyes, looked at him quietly, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Song, do you have anything to ask me?"

She came back just after filming the promotional video. If Xu Zhenzhen hadn't sent her a message to tell her, she wouldn't have known that the incident between her and Xia Wenyan on the set was secretly filmed as a sideshow.

The analysis of things on the Internet is clear and logical, and it is difficult to use the word "filming" to confuse it.

If Song Sinian knew, he would know what the real situation was after a little investigation on the set.

But from the moment he entered the door until now, he hasn't asked, so Lu Zhaozhao is a little strange.

Song Sinian's black eyes drooped slightly, and he took a deep look at her, "Can I ask you anything?"

Lu Zhaozhao paused for a moment, and simply raised his mouth, "I mean, you already know what happened on the set, right?"

Song Sinian nodded, "I know."

He knew it from the moment the public opinion started fermenting.

Coupled with the fact that Xia Wenyan handled the matter personally, he couldn't be more clear about the ins and outs.

The reason why he didn't ask was because he was worried that Lu Zhaozhao would think that he was too meddlesome.

He was afraid she would hate him.

I'm more afraid of putting pressure on her.

Seeing Song Sinian's silence, Lu Zhaozhao knew that he had already investigated the details of this matter.

But he didn't speak for a long time, which really made her feel strange.

Lu Zhaozhao tilted his head, pretending to be dissatisfied and murmured: "I was bullied on the set, and Mr. Song didn't care about me, and didn't ask me if I was injured. Hey... It seems that I will fall out of favor soon... ..."

"No!" Song Sinian became impatient, "I didn't mean that, Zhao Zhao, I... I was just afraid that you would be uncomfortable. I..."

He held Lu Zhaozhao's little hand tightly, not knowing how to explain it for a moment.

Seeing his flustered appearance, Lu Zhaozhao immediately hugged Song Sinian's waist tightly, and patted him comfortingly, "Mr. Song, what I said just now was just to tease you, you don't have to take it seriously."

She wanted to liven up the atmosphere just now, but she didn't expect Song Sinian to have such a big reaction.

Getting along with Song Sinian so happily recently, she almost forgot about his depression.

Lu Zhaozhao patted Song Sinian with her little hand in frustration, thinking of the fear that flashed in his eyes just now, her heart felt like being pricked by a needle.

Song Sinian let go of Lu Zhaozhao slowly, and looked at her with serious eyes, "Zhaozhao, I don't want to put pressure on you, as I said before, you just need to tell me what you want. It doesn't matter at all."

If she is willing to speak, he will listen; if she is unwilling to speak, he will wait.

Lu Zhaozhao's eyes turned red suddenly, he pursed his lips and looked at Song Sinian, "You, why are you so nice?"

Song Sinian lowered his head and kissed her lips lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, "I'm only good to you."

"I know."

No matter in the previous life or this life, Song Sinian was only so kind to her.

It's just that she completely missed it in her last life...

Lu Zhaozhao felt his nose sore, took a deep breath, "Mr. Song, you can ask me, no matter what question you have, I will answer you well."

Her overly serious expression made Song Sinian's black eyes move slightly, but she didn't speak directly.

His eyes swept back and forth on her small face for a moment, and then his faint voice slowly rang out, "I...have I died in your world before?"

"!!!"

Lu Zhaozhao's eyes widened in an instant, and she stared at Song Sinian closely. Things related to Song Sinian in her previous life flashed across her mind like a movie.

Her tears kept falling uncontrollably.

Song Sinian understood almost instantly.

His wild guess was right.

Although Song Sinian still wanted to ask some details, but seeing Lu Zhaozhao's appearance, he really couldn't continue to ask.

He reached out and pinched her chin, and kissed the teardrop on her cheek lightly.

One, two, three...

In the end, his thin lips pressed against her small mouth which opened and closed.

His gentle and careful movements seemed to fuel a fire in Lu Zhaozhao's heart.

Her little hands clung to his neck with all her strength, holding her little head up and entangled with him with all her strength, as if it would never be like this again from now on, hesitant, panicked, with an air of almost despair.

Song Sinian didn't like this feeling very much.

His long arms gently encircled her, his big hand lightly supported the back of her neck, and the other hand gently patted her.

From the beginning to the end, Song Sinian let her go crazy. He didn't reach out to hold her little hands until she unconsciously started to tear his shirt.

"Zhao Zhao, look up at me." Song Sinian frowned slightly, looking at her eyes that were completely red from crying, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

Lu Zhaozhao raised his head blankly, and looked at him pitifully with his eyes.

Song Sinian sighed helplessly, and lifted her big hand to gently press her in his arms.

He shouldn't have asked.

He didn't expect her reaction to be so big.

Song Sinian looked at Lu Zhaozhao who was still silent, sighed lightly, kissed her forehead, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Zhaozhao, I'm sorry..."

Listening to his deep tone, Lu Zhaozhao's eyes were red again, but this time he tried his best to hold back the tears that were about to fall.

"It's me who should apologize, it's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't..."

will not die.

Lu Zhaozhao choked up for a moment, but didn't say the rest, but how could Song Sinian not understand?
He bowed his head and kissed her eyes gently, "I'm fine now, aren't I? Nothing you worried about happened before, and it won't happen in the future."

As Song Sinian said, he gently held Lu Zhaozhao's small face in his hands, and said word by word: "I said, everything will go according to your wishes, so...no matter what you want or what you want to do in the future , you can tell me, and I will help you to finish it, don't have any burden, and use your Mrs. Song's rights as you like, okay?"

(End of this chapter)