Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 289 She Called

A remote mountain village in Anhui Province.

The ground washed by the heavy rain looked sticky and wet. When the door was opened, a smell of mud and mist rushed in. Zhou Jia stood in the corner of the eaves and helped You Qian guard the door, letting her concentrate on talking on the phone.

Beside them, Chen Fang and Kong Yi were also standing.

The farmers staying overnight were very enthusiastic. They found peanuts, melon seeds, and steamed buns, and laid them out one by one on the round table, and kept motioning Zhou Jia and the others to eat.

Zhou Jia and the others smiled and accepted the kindness.

The heavy rain was still falling, with rain and fog, but there was no thunder.After You Qian hung up He Jiyu's call, she held the phone and dialed a series of familiar numbers on the keyboard.

drop by drop...

It rang several times, but no one answered.

You Qian raised her heart and waited quietly.

Waited, waited, and then hung up automatically.

You Qian frowned, and when she wanted to continue calling, the phone suddenly vibrated, and the caller ID on the screen was Song Zhicheng, You Qian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and connected.

"Hello?" You Qian said.

Song Zhicheng on the other end of the phone didn't know for sure until she heard her crisp voice. It was really her. She called herself?Are you thinking about yourself?
Song Zhicheng calmed down, hummed calmly, and then said softly, "Just now I took my son in the swimming pool."

That sort of explains why she didn't get a call right away.

Then, Song Zhicheng shut up.

He really wanted to hear what she had to say to him. Since the divorce, she hadn't called on her own initiative. Song Zhicheng was looking forward to it.

It is undeniable that when You Qian heard that the father and son were swimming, she immediately relaxed and calmed down, and she was quiet for a few seconds. It's raining, are you still in the pool?"

Song Zhicheng: "Yes."

His answer was simple and shocking, but he was guessing in his heart. When she asked the weather first, was she concerned about herself or her son?

Song Zhicheng shut his mouth again and waited quietly.

You Qian didn't keep him waiting long, and immediately said: "It's probably going to be windy, so you don't catch a cold, take him back early."

It turned out that he was concerned about his son, Song Zhicheng lowered his eyes, slightly disappointed, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

You Qian tightened his hands on the phone, and said, "Assistant Lin contacted me just now, he was injured a little bit, and now he is at the post office, I will send you the post message number, you should contact him right away."

Song Zhicheng held the mobile phone in one hand and a towel in the other, and wiped the water droplets on his body. After hearing what You Qian said, he immediately calmed down all the ripples in his heart, and said seriously, "Okay, send it to me."

You Qian hummed.

When he was about to close the line, he suddenly heard Song Zhicheng ask: "Are you used to it?"

You Qian was taken aback, then said, "Very good."

Then, fell silent again.

The two of them seemed to be unable to find a topic to continue the conversation. Listening to each other's breathing, they were silent for a while. Song Zhicheng said, "I'll contact Lin Jingwen first. Do you want to see your son? I'll call you later."

After saying these words, Song Zhicheng's calm and dignified face showed a trace of tenderness, and he finally found a reason to call her again.

You Qian shook her head, but said, "No need, I have something to do later, so I'll see him another day."

Song Zhicheng's face suddenly darkened, he pursed his lips tightly, and only after a while did he say a word: "...um."

Squeezing the phone, the joy of receiving her call originally disappeared without a trace because of her last words.Song Zhicheng's face was covered with dark clouds, and he stood still for a moment before lifting his feet to leave.

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Facing He Jiyu's expectant eyes, Lin Jingwen was at a loss for a moment, and soon recovered his clarity, opened his mouth, and said softly: "Jiyu..."

He Jiyu blinked: "Ah~ I'm here."

Lin Jingwen said: "Message... Thank you for helping me, I will help you clear up the relationship and let you win the endorsement of JY Asia."

JY is a first-line clothing brand. This is the endorsement that He Jiyu's agency has been fighting for her recently. Not only He Jiyu, but several agency companies in Huaguo are fighting for their artists. The competition is fierce. If He Jiyu wants to win, It's not that easy.Lin Jingwen said this in order to repay her for saving her life.

He Jiyu shook his head like a rattle: "No..."

Just then, the phone rang.

Lin Jingwen froze, staring at He Jiyu's cell phone.

He Jiyu grabbed the phone, glanced at it, and said, "Unknown call, the ending number is 9999, do you know it?"

Lin Jingwen said calmly, "It's Mr. Song."

When He Jiyu heard that it was Song Zhicheng, He Jiyu couldn't help curling his lips, handed the phone over with no interest, and said, "Go ahead."

She is very sensible, without waiting for Lin Jingwen to propose, she immediately left the room and sat in the living room, the door was closed, the sound insulation effect was very good, what was chatting inside, He Jiyu couldn't hear.

Lin Jingwen said several ums in a row, answering Song Zhicheng's question.

Afterwards, Song Zhicheng said, "Do you need me to send someone to pick you up immediately?"

Feeling the inexplicable loss in my heart, I don't know where it came from, Lin Jingwen was slightly stunned, and then said: "Okay."

After a pause, Lin Jingwen said again: "Mr. Song, we must find someone to deal with Zhang Yi's matter as soon as possible. I have already found out that he has long been in collusion with the Ma family and has contacted some drug gangs in Southeast Asia. Those drugs are disguised as our products, and they probably want to frame us with this."

This time, Lin Jingwen was originally investigating whether Zhang Yi was related to the person they guessed, but he did not expect to find unexpected results.

Song Zhicheng said calmly, "I'll arrange someone to do it right away."

Lin Jingwen nodded, and then told Song Zhicheng about his discoveries one by one.

After finishing speaking, there was nothing more to explain, Song Zhicheng said: "You can cultivate your body at ease, and leave these things to me."

Lin Jingwen: "President Song, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhicheng arranged things, sat in the spacious study room, and tapped his fingers on the table, little by little, slowly and rhythmically.

Song Zhicheng didn't stop until he heard the baby's cry, glanced at the clock, and found that more than an hour had passed.

Just two hours had passed since the last feeding of his son. Song Zhicheng stood up, found out his son's rations, and quickly fed him. Song Gungun ate and drank enough, and fell asleep again.

Song Zhicheng frowned, staring at the phone screen.

Exactly two hours had passed since the time she called just now, and the call record clearly showed that Song Zhicheng was staring at the record with a sullen face, with the corners of his mouth clenched.

To fight or not to fight?

Song Zhicheng unlocked the screen, and after a while, when the time was up, the screen was automatically locked again. This happened several times, and Song Zhicheng hadn't decided whether to call or not.

Then, without thinking about it, he turned on the camera and recorded a small video of his son's sleeping face.

Just as he was about to send this video to her, the phone in his hand rang suddenly. Song Zhicheng paused, looking at the notification of the incoming call in disbelief.

It's You Qian.

　President Song: Call me, do you really miss me?
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