Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 379 The news was handed over and Siqi was missing (2)
Song Wang wanted to go crazy, but also felt that Cheng Siqi couldn't tell what to think of him at the moment.

Can it be suspected?

the answer is negative.

In order to prove that he was not tired, he hugged Cheng Siqi for a while, regrouped, continued to toss and fiddle heroically, and took the absolute initiative.

Don't stop, do your homework hard.

The night is deep.

All sounds are silent.

After a while, Cheng Siqi's weeping and begging for mercy sounded in the dark room for a long time, and floated out of the window, even the moonlight shyly hid behind the treetops.

at the same time--
The Meng family was also quiet at night, only the lights were on in the hall.

It was past midnight, and Qin Qing was still sitting on the sofa in the hall, holding a teacup and sipping it gently.

She felt weird.

Xiaojing arrived home in the afternoon and was safe and sound, but there was no news of the three people she sent out.

The matter was out of control, she couldn't sleep, chatted with Xiao Jing for a while, but couldn't see anything strange from her expression, so she had to give up.

But this matter was so weird, she couldn't let it go, so that she was still sitting in the hall at this late hour, waiting for Meng Ge to come home.

At one o'clock in the morning, Meng Ge arrived home.

He was wearing a pure black handmade shirt, with one cuff rolled up, exposing his muscular forearm, and he approached from the outside with big strides, his steps carried the wind.

"Ge'er." Seeing him enter the door, Qin Qing quickly got up and called out.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Qin Qing's health has always been bad. Although Meng Ge was a little annoyed by her design of the engagement, seeing that she hadn't slept so late, concern prevailed.

"I have something to tell you." Qin Qing put the teacup on the table and said hesitantly.

"Huh?" Meng Ge walked up to her, sat on the single sofa beside her, and asked with a gentle expression, "What's the matter?"

"You and Xiao Jing, are you on good terms?" Qin Qing looked at him and asked cautiously first.

Meng Ge was stunned for a moment, stood up, and said, "We have nothing to talk about."

His face turned cold, Qin Qing gave a wry smile, and said in a low voice: "I know you blame me, but this is the most convenient move to help you control the Meng family."

"Is there anything else?" Meng Ge looked down at her, "If there's nothing else, I'll go up first."

"Wait." Qin Qing hurriedly called him, thought for a while, and said directly, "Something happened on my side, I asked Ali and the others to stab Xiaojing, but Xiaojing was safe and sound. return."

When her words fell to the ground, Meng Ge suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes were very sharp.

"I'm also doing it for your own good. Xiao Jing is disobedient. If we make friends with Cheng Siqi and the others, it will not be so easy for us to use Deng Nanjiang." Qin Qing explained.

"There is no need for outsiders to intervene in the affairs of the Meng family." Looking at her, Meng Ge said impatiently, "Deng Nanjiang's forces are concentrated on the southwest border. Even if we really have something to do, he will be beyond his reach."

"But he is so powerful in China." Qin Qing paused every word.

Meng Ge closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "So, are you worried about Ali and the others now, or are you worried about your plan being exposed, um, Mom?"

"Me." Qin Qing looked at him and said with a helpless smile, "After all, am I worried about you? Who is Song Wang? Behind him is the Chu family, so it's not easy to deal with."

"This is my business." Meng Ge said lightly.

When dealing with Song Wang, he naturally considered two outcomes, either winning or losing.

If he wins, the Meng family will rise to a higher level, and he, sitting firmly at the head of the Meng family, will control the capital and even the underworld power in the north just around the corner. If he loses, he will die at most.

After fighting for so many years, it seems that it is only now that I feel clear and boring.

Fighting with Song Wang was already counted as his only fun.

"You really need to change your temperament. You will suffer if you are too arrogant. Your elder brother..." Qin Qing started to talk, naturally advising him to be cautious.

Meng Ge listened silently, and for a long while, without saying a word, strode upstairs.

Qin Qing looked at his tall and straight back, and sighed depressingly.

Meng Ge went upstairs, thinking about her words, and entered the room silently. In the darkness, the bedside lamp was dimly lit, reflecting Xiao Jing's sleeping face.

Xiao Jing is pure and simple, seems to never have anything on her mind, and falls asleep easily.

Meng Ge looked at her for a while, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Xiao Jing was awakened by the sound of rushing water, sat up, and saw a light in the direction of the bathroom, it was obvious that Meng Ge had returned.

Normally she would be happy, but now she is a little nervous.

For some reason, the bed under her body made her feel uncomfortable, as if she shouldn't be waiting for him like this at all, and she shouldn't be sleeping on his bed.

She hugged the quilt and began to think wildly.

The phone on the bedside buzzed and vibrated, she was startled, and quickly took the phone in her hand.

It's a text message from Meng Qing.

Xiao Jing was very nervous, her fingertips trembled, and she clicked on it.

"The moon in Qingcheng is so beautiful." A simple sentence appeared on the screen, which didn't seem to have any deep meaning, but Xiao Jing thought of last night in a daze.

The moonlight enveloped half of his fair and handsome face, and Meng Qing who lowered his eyes and kissed her was so pretty.

Xiao Jing pursed her lips and sent a text message: "Well, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Miss you." Two words quickly popped up on the screen.

Xiao Jing's heart trembled, and she jumped up quickly, out of rhythm, looking at the text message, not knowing how to reply for a while.

Far away in Qingcheng, Meng Qing is outside, in the forest.

They came to Qingcheng this time because they originally had a deal, so staying for a few days was not an excuse.

At this moment, he was sitting on the ground, with his thin back leaning against an old tree behind him, with a piece of grass dangling from the corner of his lips, looking down at his phone.

He was very quiet, the moonlight shrouded his face through the thick branches and leaves, and the shadows were indistinct, dividing his handsome face into mottled light and shadows, broken and blurred.

Not far from him, some people who followed him got together in twos and threes to rest.

(End of this chapter)