Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 353 Conspiracy (1)
"I really want noodles." Cheng Siqi looked at Song Wang and asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Song Wang nodded with a serious face.

"I'll do it." Cheng Siqi went to the kitchen as she spoke, and said as she walked, "Why don't you go take a shower first, it will take a while, and you will have time to eat after you come down."

"Go after eating." Song Wang followed her step by step as he spoke.

"Seafood noodles, my mother bought shrimp skins at the supermarket today, they are very fresh." Cheng Siqi opened the refrigerator to look, and suggested without looking back.

"En." Song Wang hugged her waist tightly from behind, buried his head in her neck, and responded.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Siqi smiled, opened his hand and pushed him, "Don't make trouble, do you still want to eat, it's getting late."

"Don't push me." Song Wang tightened his arms and hugged her more stubbornly, "Let me hug her for a while."

His voice was a little different from usual, Cheng Siqi sensed it sensitively, so she didn't push him anymore, and said softly, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to hug you for a while." Song Wang hugged her tightly, rubbed her cheek, and said softly, "Baby."

"Yeah." Cheng Siqi responded with a gentle smile, looking for food in the freezer.

"Qiqi." Song Wang called again in a soft voice.

"Yes." Cheng Siqi patiently responded.

Song Wang called her many times, and she patiently agreed every time. In the end, Song Wang pulled her shoulders, lowered his head, and kissed her tenderly.

He moved very gently and cherished, holding her face as if holding fragile porcelain.

Cheng Siqi felt that he had something on his mind, so she dealt with him patiently while washing, chopping, serving noodles, and seasoning.

She also knows how to do this. Originally, she wanted to learn how to cook, because she became more and more busy, and even if she wanted to go home, she didn't have much time.

The two lingered in the kitchen for a while, and when Song Wang had dinner, Cheng Yu and Xiao Siyuan had already gone upstairs to rest.

Song Wang ate slowly, thinking all the time.

After he finished eating, Cheng Siqi cleaned up the dishes, and the two of them went back to their room. It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Song Wang went to wash up.

Cheng Siqi went to bed first, feeling bored, using her mobile phone to browse Weibo, and read the news indiscriminately. The latest one was an explosion in a villa in Chang'an, Zi County, Fenglin District, in the western suburbs.

The time was around seven o'clock in the afternoon, and the reason is unknown.

Firefighters rushed to the scene to rescue, but the picture presented was horrific. The owner was blown to pieces and his bones were incomplete.

Cheng Siqi felt cruel, so she quit Weibo, sighing.

When Song Wang came out wearing a bath towel, he could still see her obviously shocked and regretful. He wiped his hair and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Siqi forced a smile, and felt that he looked a little bored tonight, and said after thinking about it, "I was shocked when I was watching the news just now. A villa in Fenglin District in the western suburbs exploded. The owner was blown up so badly that no body was left behind, it was terrible, and I don’t know what happened.”

While she was talking, Song Wang lowered his head, thoughtfully: "Well, I know. The owner is Sister Ning."

"Sister Ning?" Cheng Siqi was very surprised, she was stunned for a long time, then suddenly pursed her lips, and said, "Is that the woman who was photographed with you last time? Who is she?"

It was the first time she asked such a serious question. Song Wang held the towel and looked at her. For a while, he didn't know how to speak.

"Sister Ning?" Cheng Siqi thought for a long time, and said again, "Is she related to Jiang Haocheng? That post on the Internet today, yes, it is true?"

"If I say yes." Song Wang looked down at her, "If I say yes, I let Sister Ning seduce Jiang Haocheng, and in the end, he died indirectly because of it, would you be afraid?"

"I said it." Cheng Siqi looked at him, "Even if you are a devil, I still love you. I believe in you, no matter what you do, you always have your reasons."

Cheng Siqi's tone paused, she stepped forward and took his hand, knelt on the bed, and hugged his waist: "What's wrong with you today? Why did Sister Ning die? Would you like to tell me?"

Cheng Siqi hugged him, rubbing her cheek against his bare and thin chest.

Song Wang looked at her with downcast eyes, stretched out his hand to touch her face, laughed softly, and said, "Fool, you trust me so much, what if I sell you out one day?"

"Will you?" Cheng Siqi also smiled, looking up at him.

"Of course," Song Wang said, "No."

When the words fell to the ground, the corners of his lips curled deeper, he put Cheng Siqi in one arm, lifted the quilt with the other, and hugged her to bed to rest.

Cheng Siqi curled up obediently in his arms, like a cat.

Song Wang embraced her, rubbed her shoulders lightly with his fingertips, and touched her arms to a soft lump. The little black cat raised its head and looked at him with wide-eyed eyes.

Song Wang pulled his hand and fiddled with it. The little black cat "meowed", quickly jumped out of the bed, and ran towards the door.

"Why is it afraid of you again?" Cheng Siqi asked with a light smile, drawing circles on Song Wang's chest with her fingers.

"Who knows." Song Wang pursed his lips, rubbed her bare shoulder with one hand, thought for a while, and said slowly, "I came to Beijing when I was 16, and I met Sister Ning in Ten Colors."

When he started to talk, Cheng Siqi listened quietly and continued talking to tease him without saying anything.

"She was about the same as she is now," Song Wang leaned on the bed. "She looked very young, wearing a blue cheongsam, and she looked very elegant when she was quiet. How to put it, she doesn't look like people of this era."

"Hmm." Cheng Siqi nodded, thinking about the attractive silhouette in the photo, "She's a very interesting woman."

"In private, many people call her a beauty snake." Song Wang squeezed her shoulders tightly.

"Beautiful snake?" Cheng Siqi looked at him with raised eyebrows in surprise, pursed her lips slightly, and asked in doubt, "What a strange name, why do you call it that?"

"Yeah." Song Wang hugged her and slid into the quilt, "Because she is good at kung fu."

"Kung fu?" Cheng Siqi was about to ask again, when she suddenly realized that the word "Kung Fu" in Song Wang's mouth had something to do with it, and suddenly, her pretty face flushed red, and she was speechless.

(End of this chapter)