Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 32
Seeing the corners of Song Haohua's mouth tightened unconsciously, Song Xiaoye lowered his head and started laughing silently.

For a moment, she remembered her previous life.

For the third brother, Liang Weirong is a threshold that cannot be passed!Not for anything else, just for an insignificant name.

Hong Kong's top ten diamond kings and fifth sons, Song Haohua will occupy the top of the list every year. The "man who wants to kiss the most" and "the man who wants to have a one-night stand most" are always in the selection of women's fashion magazines, and he is always unavoidable.However, among the business elites, there was a man from the entertainment circle who overwhelmed him.

Because of this, Song Haohua complained a lot, and even Song Xiaoye, who didn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, also had a general understanding of the private life of Hong Kong's most famous actor.

However, regardless of Liang Weirong's private life, the title of actor is well-deserved. Even Song Xiaoye once watched a movie starring him, so emotional that he burst into tears...

"A lunatic acts in a play, a fool watches a play..."

At that time, Fu Jiajun laughed at him like that.

Smiling and shaking their heads, the two brothers and sisters of the Song family did not rush over like those passengers and fans, but pulled their suitcases around.

Just as they bypassed the crowd, they heard a middle-aged woman screaming: "What are you pushing?! Can you little girls have some quality? You hurt that lady just now..."

With a numbness in her back, Song Xiaoye sensitively felt that there were countless eyes piercing from behind her.

Frowning, she wanted to quickly walk around the right and wrong place, but heard the man's extremely magnetic voice:

"Miss, are you hurt?"

The corner of her mouth unconsciously twitched, and Song Xiaoye turned her head, just in time to see Liang Weirong take off his sunglasses.

Big and wide sunglasses are the favorite of celebrities. They can easily cover half of the face and block everyone's fiery sight.Surrounded by so many enthusiastic fans just now, Liang Weirong didn't take off his sunglasses, but now he took off his sunglasses to face Song Xiaoye.

As soon as the sunglasses were taken off, Song Xiaoye was fine, but the fans around said "wow".

Liang Weirong is a handsome man, not only the handsomeness that women like, even men like it.

His delicate face, calm demeanor, and deep eyes are his hallmarks.Many people call him the real prince charming in the Hong Kong film industry.

However, today's Liang Weirong, although he is still extremely handsome with a bare face, his eyes are bloodshot like the red eyes of a rabbit, which really ruins his image. No wonder he has been wearing sunglasses just now.

Hearing the fans' screams, Liang Weirong nodded apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've stayed up all night and scared everyone..."

The gentle voice and sincere attitude immediately made the fans present completely fascinated. They felt pity and admiration at the same time, and they kept pushing forward to say a few words.As a result, Liang Weirong's two assistants also had to serve as human shields.

Tilting his head, Liang Weirong looked at Song Xiaoye's elbow, "Did you hurt your elbow?"

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pull Song Xiaoye's hand, but his movement was half a beat slower.

And at the moment when his movements were slow, Song Xiaoye had already bent his hand and raised his elbow, glanced at himself, "It's nothing, just scratched the skin."

After saying a word, she suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Although Liang Weirong seemed to want to pull her just now, his fingers were actually far away from her.And that half-beat slowing down just made her respond—yes, did she slow down that half-beat on purpose?

Looking at Liang Weirong strangely, Song Xiaoye suddenly wondered if all the performances of this man were acting skills?

"I'm so sorry," Liang Weirong looked at each other, and something seemed to flash in Liang Weirong's bloodshot eyes.

Said lightly, Liang Weirong took a step back, bent down, and saluted solemnly, "I'm really sorry, my fans did something wrong."

In China, such solemn etiquette is rare.Not to mention Song Xiaoye was stunned by Liang Weirong's salute, even those fans were stunned.

There was only a moment of silence, and the fan group burst into cheers immediately.

The three girls who bumped into Song Xiaoye just now ran out of the crowd in a hurry, and imitated Liang Weirong's salute, "Sister, I'm sorry, it's our fault, and it has nothing to do with Rong sir—please forgive us..."

Dizzy from being disturbed, Song Xiaoye stepped aside, unwilling to accept such a great gift.

It was originally a trivial matter, and she didn't want to pursue anything.But now it seems that she is too hypocritical, so preoccupied.

Frowning, she looked at Liang Weirong, feeling a little resentful.

But, to be able to bear the fans' faults like this, this person should be a good idol, right?

"Mr. Liang, get up quickly! It's just a trivial matter - just be more careful in the future..."

Seeing Liang Weirong finally straightened up, Song Xiaoye was relieved.If he does this again, she really looks like a bad person!

Glancing at Liang Weirong who was surrounded by fans, she turned around and pulled Song Haohua, who had already looked very ugly, without saying a word, just pulled the suitcase and left.

"It's really—pretentious..."

Sitting in the cabin, Song Haohua still couldn't help humming:

"That Liang Weirong is clearly taking the opportunity to curry favor with those fans! An actor is an actor, so good at acting..."

As soon as the words fell, he had already woken up, "I'm sorry, Xiaoye, I didn't mean it..."

"It's nothing, I don't care anymore..." Song Xiaoye smiled and lowered her head.

In her previous life, every time she was scolded as "an illegitimate daughter of an actor", she was always very angry and sad, but now that she thinks about it, what's the point?

The Song family still insists that celebrities are actors, and they are the ones who are old-fashioned and old-fashioned, and they should be the ones who feel uncomfortable.

His eyes fell on the silent Song Xiaoye. Song Haohua was silent for a long time before asking in a low voice, "Is it sad to be separated from your boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend?" Suddenly understanding, Song Xiaoye tilted her head and laughed out loud.

"You mean Will? He..." The voice stopped, and she didn't continue.

Perhaps it is also a good thing for Song Haohua to misunderstand.

Speaking of which, she really misses Will a little, and now in Hong Kong, Will is one of her few concerns.

Leaning her head against the window, looking at the gradually invisible piece of Hong Kong Island outside the window, Song Xiaoye felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

In the previous life, she also had such an experience. At that time, she felt that she was Robinson exiled to a barren land.Perhaps, I will drift away for the rest of my life and never come back.That kind of indescribable sadness made her whole...

"Xiaoye..." The low call from the side made Song Xiaoye turn her head and meet Song Haohua's gaze, and she smiled in a trance.

The river of time is insurmountable, but her memory is wandering from time to time.

For a moment, she seemed to see the boy with a gentle smile, and sat down beside her with a smile, "Oh, what a coincidence, I'm going to study in the United States too!"

It will never happen again!She was expelled from Hong Kong nearly two years earlier, and the boy who chased her to England for her, comforted her when she was most lost, and married her again, will never have such entanglements with her again.

This time, only Song Haohua accompanied her to this strange yet familiar city.

She had also been to New York in her previous life, but now she came again in another life. The unspeakable feeling cannot be described in words.

"Xiaoye, here is the key." Song Haohua handed over the key to Song Xiaoye, and said calmly: "This apartment is under my name. You can live as long as you want, don't worry about other things. Also, I will take you to the school tomorrow—the school in the Upper East Side, although it is not an old school, it is also considered an aristocratic school, and the students are also very high-level, I believe you will adapt well..."

"Well," Song Xiaoye just smiled.

In her previous life, she was left alone in the damp and gloomy London, and she went to the worst school. If it wasn't for Fu Jiajun's help, she might have been bullied to death in that school.

Comparing the two, Song Haohua's arrangement already made her feel like she was in heaven.

"Third brother, thank you..."

Although she wouldn't have been exiled if it wasn't for Song Haohua in her previous life, she never hated him.The ones who should hate and complain are Song Yazhi and Song Shifen who spread the rumors. What does it have to do with this cousin who has been caring about her and taking care of her?

Because of Song Xiaoye's thanks, Song Haohua suddenly turned his head away.With his head lowered, he was silent for a long time before turning his head and whispering: "I couldn't help you more..."

Just one sentence, this young man who has always been the sweetheart of heaven can't continue.

After moving her body, Song Xiaoye still didn't reach out to hug Song Haohua.

After a long silence, Song Haohua reluctantly smiled and patted Song Xiaoye's shoulder, "Go and tidy up, I'll take you out for dinner later..."

Song Xiaoye nodded, pretending not to see the sadness in his eyes.

Because of what she experienced in her previous life, she instinctively positioned her relationship with this relative who was originally closest to her as the most ordinary sibling relationship.I'm afraid that any trace of intimacy will make them fall into embarrassing rumors again.

She knew that Song Haohua was hurt by her attitude.However, this is the only thing she can do for him.Without her dragging her down, her brother Haohua would go further...

When they met again in the living room, both of them had restrained their exposed sad emotions.

Seeing Song Xiaoye's face with light makeup deliberately, Song Haohua couldn't help laughing, "Ah, our little princess has grown up too!"

"Because she doesn't want to embarrass the prince!" Song Xiaoye smiled and raised her head.

Only in Song Haohua's eyes, she is the lovely princess - two generations.

She didn't want Song Haohua to lose face, so whether she was going out for dinner or going to school, she tried to show her ladylike demeanor as much as possible.

Manhattan in New York is the wealthiest neighborhood among the five boroughs, where most of the wealthy people gather.It is said that even the air smells of money.

Song Haohua's apartment is located on Park Avenue.Although it is not an independent private apartment, but one of the floors of a cooperative apartment, in Manhattan, owning such an apartment is already a status symbol.

The Marymond School that Song Haohua chose for Song Xiaoye is the most famous private school on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

It's just that this famous aristocratic school always makes Song Xiaoye feel a little weird...

(End of this chapter)