Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 189
He also really didn't understand how Yunqing fell in love with Jiang Weiran!
Did my cousin save the galaxy in her previous life?

At this moment, Jiang Weiran was reeking of alcohol, with his fingers clasping his sleeves, stumbling around, looking pained, and about to bend down.

"Stop the car." Song Wang yelled at Zhao Qing in front, and before he could turn his head, grabbed Jiang Weiran and pushed her towards the car door, "Take her down to vomit, and come up again when she is awake."

"Yes." Zhao Qing opened the car door and helped Jiang Weiran out.

Song Wang stretched out his hand and pressed heavily between his eyebrows twice, then lowered his head to look at the little man in his arms.

Cheng Siqi opened her eyes to look at him, but because of her confused mind, her usually big and bright black eyes were filled with water vapor at the moment, as if covered with a layer of mist, her face was slightly swollen, her lips were dry red, and her fingers were tightly clutching his lips. The coat, like an irritable kitten, ran straight into his arms.

"Don't make a fuss." Song Wang held her finger that was pulling the button of his clothes in the palm of his hand, bowed his head in her ear, and whispered softly, "Good boy. Be patient. I'll be home in a while."

"Song Wang." The little man reached out to hug him, and buried his head in his chest, "I know you came to see me specially."

She is actually a bit confused, her mind is still from her previous life, she was alone in Beijing, one time, and Yiyi went to City 37 to perform, and Song Wang came to Beijing from Qingcheng, watching the picture of her in the night.

Song Wang didn't understand, he hugged her tightly and smiled: "Yes, I'm here to pick you up."

"Miss me, don't you?" Cheng Siqi's voice was soft.

"Yes." Song Wang smiled again.

"I know you love me." As she spoke, she hugged him and began to cry so loudly that she sounded like a noisy child.

It's not that I haven't seen her shed tears, but she usually sheds tears silently, quietly and silently.

Song Wang's crying at this moment made Song Wang feel distressed and funny. He lowered his head and kissed her face. His thin lips brushed the tear stains on her face, and said while kissing, "Why are you still crying? Don't cry, am I Are you here? Is it uncomfortable, I will give it to you when I go back, be good. "

In fact, he has no experience in coaxing people, and what he says at this time is always ridiculous.

Cheng Siqi was confused, but could hear him talking, laughing and crying, foolishly hugging him tightly, rubbing against the cloth on his chest which was wet by her own tears.

Song Wang felt more and more distressed, hugged her tightly and looked out the window.

Zhao Qing helped Jiang Weiran wipe her mouth with a handkerchief, then turned back to rinse her mouth with a water bottle, and helped her into the car again.

"Hey, cousin!" Jiang Weiran climbed up and leaned towards him, looking overjoyed to see the acquaintance, shook his head and said, "Long time no see."

"Sit down." Song Wang dragged her to sit down, wanting to slap her to death.

After the aunt died, the old man was not hard-hearted, he just wanted to let the siblings hang out for a while, but unexpectedly met at the banquet, the two took the cake and threw it at him, cursing: "Grandpa is bad!" , you don’t want us, we don’t want you.”

The Jiang family has the old lady Jiang who is still alive, and Jiang Haocheng who is still full of energy. The old man naturally thinks that this is due to their precepts and deeds, so he simply let go.

Fast-forward ten years now, the siblings have become even worse. They are less than 20 years old, arrogant and domineering, doing whatever they want, and are notorious in the circle.

The old man was heartbroken and wanted to take care of it several times, but the siblings didn't buy it at all. Jiang Haocheng had already remarried in the Jiang family, and the couple seemed to have no eyes, and turned a blind eye.

"Two of you!" Jiang Weiran stretched out his hand and pulled his coat out, "Why are you here? Where are you taking me? Let me tell you, I don't want to go to Chu's house."

Song Wang slapped her hand away: "Go back to my house. If you touch me again, I will throw you down, believe it or not?"

"You still have a woman in your arms!" Jiang Weiran realized now, pointed at Cheng Siqi and rushed over again.

"None of your business!" Song Wang gritted his teeth with hatred, grabbed her by the shoulder and threw her towards the car door, "Sit down obediently! I have to say it several times!"

"Hmm." Xu Shi was frightened by the way he gritted his teeth, Jiang Weiran curled up by the door and did not speak.

Seeing her quiet, Song Wang breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the person in his arms and sat in a more comfortable position, and said to Zhao Qing, "I won't go to Changning Road anymore. Go back to Changqing Garden."

"Okay." Zhao Qing naturally knew that he was afraid that Cheng Yu and Xiao Siyuan would be worried, so he responded directly.

Song Wang took out his mobile phone, called Cheng Yu and told Cheng Yu that they didn't go home at night. After half an hour, the car arrived at Changqing Garden.

Evergreen Garden is a high-end villa area with complete facilities and covers a large area. The most distinctive feature is the holly trees that can be seen everywhere, which are full of energy and green all year round.

Zhao Qing went to park the car, Song Wang held Cheng Siqi in his arms, and signaled Jiang Weiran to follow him with his eyes.

Of course Jiang Weiran couldn't walk, he stumbled and staggered, just like a child learning to walk, with exaggerated wine red hair made into big waves, under the street lamps, with his make-up reflected, he was really no different from a female ghost.

Song Wang sighed and stood where he was, waiting for Zhao Qing.

When the time came, seeing Zhao Qing supporting her, he thought for a while and said, "She's probably going to make a fuss at night, so call Hou Zi and Cheng Qian to come over."

"Okay." Zhao Qing responded.

"Find another girl." Song Wang lowered his head and thought, and said as he walked, "There are still clothes, bring two sets that she can wear."

"Understood." Zhao Qing replied again.

While talking, the four of them entered the room, Song Wang hugged Cheng Siqi, and went directly to the master bedroom upstairs, Zhao Qing had no choice but to sit on the sofa with Jiang Weiran first.

The room was cleaned by hourly workers every few days, and there was not even a speck of dust in sight. Song Wangda strode to the bedroom and put the little man in his arms on the big soft bed.

Cheng Siqi's clothes were a little wrinkled, and her blouse was rolled up, covering her tall curves, revealing her white, tender and soft waist. She moved with a whimper, looking very seductive.

"The doctor just told me to restrain my sexual intercourse." Song Wang sat by her lap, said something helplessly, got up first, went to the bathroom, and wrung out a wet towel to help her wipe her face.

(End of this chapter)