Spring night kiss

Song Zhaozhao looked at him doubtfully, but Zheng Heng had already walked in front of the two of them. His eyes were red, and he looked at Song Zhaozhao: "What is the relationship between you two!"

"Relationship?" Qin Yao repeated Zheng Heng's words lightly. He raised his eyebrows slightly with a hint of provocation: "What do you think our relationship is?"

Zheng Heng's blood surged into his throat and he couldn't breathe.

He didn't sleep a wink for almost a day and a night. He ran from Ningcheng to Gangcheng all night, and he didn't even dare to delay for a moment after getting off the plane, and then he got here.

But what did he see?

He saw Song Zhaozhao being held in the arms of another man, looking at him quietly with a blank look on his face.

"Zhao Zhao." Zheng Heng said, his voice a little pleading: "Stop making trouble, come here first."

"Zheng Heng, the two of us have met several times. We are all in the same circle. If you ask my girlfriend to go to you in front of me, do you think you are too disrespectful of me?"

Qin Yao's tone was casual and calm, and the smile on his lips remained, "I'm still dealing with your mess, can't you see?"

Song Zhaozhao tried to push Qin Yao's hand away, but just as he made a move, the latter held her tighter.

In front of him were Zheng Heng's red eyes, and beside him was Qin Yao's calm, word-by-word voice. He said, "Song Zhaozhao, you just said you would repay your kindness, did you regret it so quickly?"

Song Zhaozhao looked at him subconsciously and whispered: "I didn't."

Qin Yao smiled, as if coaxing a child. He was handsome, and his facial features were sharper and more aggressive than Zheng Heng's. When he smiled like this, he became softer, "Then be good and don't talk."

Song Zhaozhao was speechless for a moment.

She really didn't know what else to say to Zheng Heng.

Her voice is broken now, her career is blocked, and everything is the price of her willfulness.

As for Zheng Heng, he also paid a heavy price for himself.

Between the two, it seems that staying away from each other until death is a better outcome for both parties.

But when this scene fell into Zheng Heng's eyes, it was no exaggeration to say that it was heart-wrenching.

He looked at Song Zhaozhao with a broken light in his eyes: "Song Zhaozhao, are you really with him? Then what does the past between us count?"

People were coming and going in the hospital, two outstanding men were confronting each other in public, and the beautiful woman beside them was so dazzling and gorgeous, it was hard not to think of some vulgar scenes about two men competing for a woman.

Qin Yao didn't like to be talked about. He turned his head and looked at Song Zhaozhao, who was bowing his head in his arms without saying a word. He said softly: "Zhaozhao, he doesn't seem to understand the relationship between us. Let's find him." Please tell him about this place in person, okay?"

Song Zhaozhao suddenly looked up. She looked at Qin Yao with stunned and unbelievable eyes.

"you"

"What?" Qin Yao still smiled, his eyes slowly falling on Zheng Heng, "It would be nice to talk about many things, right?"

The three of them made an appointment at a hotel near the hospital.

In the bathroom, Song Zhaozhao pulled Qin Yao into the bathroom and closed the door with his backhand.

Her face was dyed with a beautiful color because of her anger and excitement.

Qin Yao concentrated on admiring, smiled, and said slowly: "Are you angry? That's not the case, right?"

"You obviously know" Song Zhaozhao bit his lip, "You obviously know that Zheng Heng and I have been severed, why do you still do this?"

"Song Zhaozhao, you are the artist I spent a lot of money to protect. You know who I am, and I don't do anything I'm not sure about." Qin Yao smiled, looking at all the emotions on Song Zhaozhao's face, and suddenly said something If it's irrelevant, "You look pretty good when you're angry like this."

"Answer my question!" Song Zhaozhao gritted his teeth, "It's okay if you don't answer. You go out and let Zheng Heng leave. I don't want to see him again."

"Is this why you didn't speak just now?"

Song Zhaozhao had an unnatural expression on his face when he was told.

Qin Yao didn't care, and continued slowly: "You don't want to face Zheng Heng, so just now at the hospital gate, I said you were my girlfriend, and you didn't refute, but Song Zhaozhao, do you think this is really forgotten? A person? Or will it last forever, letting him slowly fester in your heart and become a wound that cannot be touched? "

"I"

"Let me answer for you. You are avoiding. You don't want to face Zheng Heng. But Zhao Zhao."

He suddenly called her affectionately, with pity and sigh, "Why don't you dare to face it? Even if you don't dare, isn't it because Zheng Heng doesn't dare to face you? Zheng Heng is not a good home, and he is not a man. It will ruin the voice of the beloved woman and her future will be bleak."

Song Zhaozhao felt as if something had stabbed him in his heart. He could not hide his sadness and his eyes were moist.

She looked at Qin Yao and her voice was trembling when she spoke, "Then what can I do? Qin Yao, I can't help it. I can't beat the Zheng family. I don't want to blame Zheng Heng. I know he has tried his best."

Qin Yao didn't speak, just stared at Song Zhaozhao.

After a long while, he raised his hand and pinched her face, "Do you think Zheng Heng has tried his best?"

Song Zhaozhao opened his mouth, and after a moment, he said in a hoarse and difficult voice: "Yes."

"Okay, then I'll show you what it means to try your best." After Qin Yao finished speaking, he held Song Zhaozhao's hand and walked out.

The hotels in the port city have local flavor. Exquisite refreshments and desserts are placed on the table in a dazzling array.

Qin Yao sat next to Song Zhaozhao, sterilized her tableware with boiling water, and then carefully placed it in front of her.

"The quicksand buns here are delicious and the price is affordable." Qin Yao said, "Next time you have a chance, bring Jiang Tan to eat with you."

Song Zhaozhao said 'OK', which was very perfunctory.

On the opposite side, he looked at the two people in front of him with burning eyes and clenched his hands into fists.

Zheng Heng sneered and said slowly: "Mr. Qin is so excited. This kind of corner store is worth waiting in line for so long."

"Sometimes what people enjoy, isn't it the process of waiting?" Qin Yao smiled peacefully, "Mr. Zheng, didn't you enjoy it when you were waiting?"

Young Master Zheng has always had his eyes set high, and he has been offended only a handful of times in his life.

The color in his eyes was getting colder, but he was facing Song Zhaozhao. It was difficult for him to get angry, so he could only say in a deep voice: "Song Zhaozhao is not something you can touch."

Song Zhaozhao tightened her grip on the chopsticks. She pursed her lips and said nothing. She picked up the quicksand buns that Qin Yao put in her bowl and ate them with concentration.

The egg yolk with quicksand was piping hot. Song Zhaozhao gently bit it open and tasted it bit by bit.

Qin Yao took a sip of tea and chuckled: "I wonder what position and identity Mr. Zheng has to say such things to me? As far as I know, your father killed Song Zhaozhao. You also compromised and returned to Zheng's house. Isn’t it?”

"Those are all expedient measures!" Zheng Heng's voice was tight: "When the Zheng family's affairs are settled, I will naturally find a way to allow Zhaozhao to stay by my side legitimately!"