Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 397 The Death of Meng Huan (5)
Zhao Qing hurriedly followed.

Song Wang walked and said: "Let's go to Venus Square, you call Uncle Qi now and ask him to prepare explosives, and then find two people who understand architecture."

"The Entertainment City has already been guarded." Zhao Qing looked at him, and quickly said, "I finally came back, why don't you rest for a while and eat something."

"No need." Song Wangyan said succinctly, "We'll go there now."

He had already walked to the side of the car while he was talking, Zhao Qing had no choice but to drive again and headed towards Mengjia Entertainment City.

In the car, Song Wang called Jin Yunqing.

"Is there any evidence?" Jin Yunqing asked in a surprised voice, "This letter was sent in a weird way."

"It's better to believe it." Song Wang said briefly, "As for these few things, you should find a way to find out as soon as possible, or directly report to someone. If it is true, it will be no problem to bring down Li Zhengyao."

"I know." Jin Yunqing responded, wondering, "What's wrong with you today, it's not right."

"It's okay." Song Wang said.

"It's okay?" Jin Yunqing raised her tone slightly, and smiled, "It's okay, you're still busy after eleven o'clock, it's not like you, you don't accompany Siqi, it's impossible to quarrel."

"How is it possible?" Song Wang laughed, "She is taking a bath."

When the voice fell to the ground, without waiting for Jin Yunqing to answer, he said directly: "It's over, don't talk, you hurry up and do it."

After finishing speaking, he directly picked up the phone.

The inside of the car became quiet, Zhao Qing raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror, saw his indifferent face, and felt uncomfortable.

Zhao Qing sighed silently, and drove in the direction of Mengjia Entertainment City.

at the same time--
Cheng Siqi slept all day and woke up leisurely.

When she looked up, she saw Meng Huan sitting beside the bed. She was taken aback, sat up, and leaned against the bed.

"Are you awake?" Meng Huan looked at her, and smiled softly, "You really slept long enough, um." He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Ten hours."

Cheng Siqi woke up a little bit, feeling weak all over, and looked at him with wide eyes, but still didn't speak.

"Would you like something to eat?" Meng Huan looked at her, and tentatively asked in a soft voice, "Are you hungry? You won't eat or drink for a day or two. If you go on like this, you'll starve to death. Your body is your own."

Cheng Siqi remembered Meng Qing's words, but found that she still couldn't ease her mood towards him, she pressed her lips tightly, didn't move, and didn't speak.

"You have to drink some water no matter what, okay?" Meng Huan said again, "I've already said, don't take any medicine, I will touch you again when you are willing, it counts, don't be afraid."

He was still patient, and his voice gently coaxed, without any sign of impatience.

Cheng Siqi hugged her knees and looked at him with a steady expression. After a while, she pursed her lips slightly and asked, "Are there any apples?"

"Do you want to eat apples?" Meng Huan looked at her, suddenly cheered up, and quickly said, "Of course, you can have whatever you want. What else do you want?"

Cheng Siqi looked at him and shook her head.

Meng Huan had already got up, walked quickly to the door, and said to the bodyguards outside, "Bring some apples, pick the big ones, hurry up."

"Yes." The bodyguard left quickly.

Meng Huan turned back and looked at Cheng Siqi with satisfaction.

After a while, the bodyguard who had left earlier came over with some washed apples. Meng Huan asked for another knife, sat on the sofa, and peeled the apples for her by himself.

He had never done any of these things, it was the first time he did it purely to please Cheng Siqi.

Meng Huan cut very slowly.

Cheng Siqi sat on the bed, hugged her knees and looked at him, her gaze was always on the fruit knife in his hand, but unfortunately, Meng Huan was very careful, peeled the biggest apple, and handed the fruit knife out.

Meng Huan handed the peeled apple to her.

Cheng Siqi took it and ate it slowly.

She was also very quiet when eating, but she made a little crisp sound after all.Looking at her, Meng Huan felt like watching a fluffy rabbit gnawing on a radish.

So cute.

He had never observed a woman before. Starting from curiosity, he slowly looked at Cheng Siqi. The more he looked at her, the more he felt that she was as beautiful as a finely carved pink figure. The more he looked at her, the more unspeakably cute she was.

His feelings for her started from instinctive desire, but right now, he himself can't see clearly.

Are you in love with her?
But in fact, he doesn't know what love is. He thinks about it casually and then stops thinking about it. He just wants Cheng Siqi. The more unwilling and resistant she is, the more he looks forward to the day when she succumbs.

Thinking about it made him very excited. For the day he imagined, he was willing to pamper and coax her unconditionally. After all, this matter now seems to be the most important thing in his life.

Like a challenge, a goal, he is full of ambition.

After Cheng Siqi finished eating the apple, Meng Huan naturally took the core and asked softly, "Do you still want to eat?"

Cheng Siqi shook her head.

Meng Huan threw away the fruit core, sat back on the bed, looked at her, and said, "Then do you want some water?"

Cheng Siqi looked at him, and after a while, said in a low voice, "Can you return my ring to me?"

She needs a thought, a thought that can remind her of Song Wang all the time, something that can be seen and felt, support her, and work hard to live.

"Wedding ring?" Meng Huan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "If you want it, I can buy you a better one."

"No." Cheng Siqi pursed her lips, "It's the ring hanging around my neck. It belongs to my mother. Give it back to me, okay?"

"The one on the neck?" Meng Huan frowned and thought for a while, then smiled, "That's it, that's fine, I'll get it for you later."

"Yes." Cheng Siqi nodded.

She felt at ease.

Song Wang's mother's ring has been with him since he was a teenager. He carefully put it on her hand, kissed her tenderly, and whispered softly: "I will give you my mother's ring, and you will be mine from now on." .”

(End of this chapter)