Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 203 Very Clingy
But it is not easy to find out and test out this person.

Song Zhicheng hid too deeply, and the security measures around her were very tight. With her relationship, it would be difficult to get close to him, let alone investigate him?
Li Sha buried her head in her thoughts, and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when Song Zhicheng answered the phone, she accidentally said that she was talking about her younger sister.

So, I found a direction, took Song Zhicheng's family relationship as a breakthrough, and explored layer by layer to eliminate them one by one.

In the end, to determine whether You Qian is that person or not, all he needs to do is use a little trick.

She met Zhou Yahua at the same dinner table. After several years of contact, she thought she knew a little about Zhou Yahua's character.Zhou Yahua opened an underground bank and an underground casino. Of course, he had a lot of black money in his hands. In the past two years, he tried every means to launder money. Investing in the film and television industry is only one of them. After this person came into contact with the entertainment industry, he has a lot of money. Of course he likes to play small stars. Li Sha is looking for someone Attracting him and arousing his interest in You Qian, Li Sha followed suit and tested Zhou Yahua.

The process went smoothly.

This result is also as expected.

Li Sha is in a bad mood at the moment.

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The car drove at a constant speed, and the scenery along the way gradually receded.

In the quiet carriage, the warm yellow headlights cast down softly, reflecting Song Zhicheng's face faintly, making it difficult for people to see his expression.

The driver, Xiao Zhang, didn't dare to search, and drove wholeheartedly.

Song Zhicheng used one arm as a pillow for You Qian, and the other hand stopped her, preventing her from falling due to turbulent movement.

You Qian opened her mouth slightly, occasionally whispering softly in her mouth, muttering something uncomfortable, her dark eyes, with [-] points of drunkenness, looked at Song Zhicheng above her head mistyly.

Softly huddled up like a harmless fawn.

Song Zhicheng couldn't help but leaned down and took a bite of that arrogant red lip.

"Hmm..." It might be that she was biting her with too much strength, she opened her mouth and whispered, her eyes immediately revealed disgust, she turned her face away, and hid her head in his arms.

Her hair brushed her chest lightly, and a tingling sensation quickly swept through her whole body.

Song Zhicheng's eyes were stained with a hint of drunkenness.He lowered his head, turned her face over to face him, and then opened his mouth to hold her lips.

He licked it lightly, then left quickly.

You Qian smiled suddenly, pointed at his lips, and said, "Sweet."

"Hmm." The corner of Song Zhicheng's mouth raised slightly, and he couldn't help lowering his head again, pressing her lips. The kiss lasted a little longer this time, and he only let her breathe occasionally.

You Qian gasped for breath, pouted and frowned at him, as if she disliked him for making her breathless.

Song Zhicheng was not annoyed, staring at Youqian quietly with star-like eyes, lowered his voice and asked her gently: "Look at me? Who am I?"

You Qian tilted her head and tried to open her eyes to look at Song Zhicheng. The smell of alcohol stained her originally fair face crimson, and this rosy color has not faded.

Song Zhicheng's eyes lingered greedily on her face, and asked quietly: "Hey, look at me, who am I?"

You Qian blinked her eyes, as if thinking carefully.

Song Zhicheng waited patiently for her answer.

After a while, You Qian tilted his head and asked uncertainly, "Song Zhicheng?"

Song Zhicheng smiled immediately, that smile was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, like melting ice, like the glow of a sunrise, it was so brilliant, dazzling and charming.

You Qian followed with a smile.

Song Zhicheng lowered his head, pecked her lips, and asked, "Is that your husband?"

You Qian immediately shook his head.

Song Zhicheng's face darkened a bit, but after feeling a little unhappy, he coaxed patiently: "Yes, it's my husband, don't you think so?"

You Qian thought about it carefully, this question seemed to baffle her, she frowned tightly, and wanted to nod and say yes, but deep down, there seemed to be someone shaking her head and saying no.

Song Zhicheng stretched out his hand, and gently brushed the hair from her face away, and put it behind her ears, staring at You Qian's with piercing eyes, looking forward to her answer.

After a while, Song Zhicheng saw You Qian's troubled face, and there seemed to be pain in the brows.

Song Zhicheng's heart twitched slightly, but he still wanted to hear her answer again, wanted to hear her call her husband again, how could just two times be enough?I can't get tired of listening to it every day.

"Hey... answer me?" he asked.

You Qian pursed his mouth, and quickly turned his head into Song Zhicheng's arms, as if he was a little unhappy that he kept asking this question, so he decided not to answer.

Song Zhicheng hugged the soft body in his arms, feeling unhappy, spreading in his heart, his brows were tightly furrowed, even if the arms were soft and gentle, the haze in his heart could not be relieved.

On You Qian's side, she didn't notice Song Zhicheng's emotional changes, she buried her head in his chest, hugged him with both hands, and wrapped her feet around him vigorously.

"Uncomfortable..." she said, scratching her chest along the way.

"Whoever is disobedient wants to drink." Song Zhicheng restrained his emotions and let the person in his arms wrap around his body like an octopus helplessly.

"Uncomfortable..." She whispered again.

Song Zhicheng bent down, pressed his forehead against hers, and felt the body temperature, but it wasn't particularly hot, so it should be the reason why he drank a lot of alcohol. The alcohol burned his heart, so he kept screaming.

Even though it was confirmed that she had drunk and became so drunk, Song Zhicheng was still worried in his heart, and decided to go back to the old house and ask the doctor to come to the house immediately.

If Zhou Yahua really dared to feed her some messy things... Thinking of this, Song Zhicheng's eyes were extremely sharp.

"Xiao Zhang, try to drive as fast as possible." Song Zhicheng glanced out the window, seeing that there were not many cars, he ordered.

"Hey! Okay, Mr. Song." Xiao Zhang replied.

It was already eight o'clock at night when they arrived at the Song family's old house.

The doctor was already waiting in the living room, and when he saw Song Zhicheng entering the door with someone in his arms, he immediately stood up: "President Song."

Song Zhicheng nodded, and gave You Qian in his arms to the doctor for examination.

After waiting for a long time, the doctor shook his head and said, "My wife just drank, give her some hangover medicine, let her have a good sleep, and she can wake up tomorrow."

Song Zhicheng felt relieved.

Asking the butler to send the doctor away, Song Zhicheng listened to the butler's report on his son's condition, and then carried You Qian upstairs, who knew that once she was put down, she would hold on to Song Zhicheng again, hugging her tightly, raising her head, and staring eagerly He looked at the person, afraid to let her go.

It's like this every time I drink and get drunk.

Although he is well-behaved and does not cry or make trouble, he is very clingy.

It's okay to treat yourself at home, but if you dare to treat other men like this outside... Song Zhicheng immediately expelled the assumptions in his mind, and once again made a decision that she must be strictly prohibited from drinking.

Song Zhicheng let You Qian cling to her, took off her alcohol-stained clothes, and carried her into the bathroom.

　Good night everyone

　　
　
(End of this chapter)