Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 404 Wife, let me carry your schoolbag for you! (3)
The boy who didn't dare to get blood on his hands at first was him at the age of 12.

By the age of 13, he had already been able to kick a person to death without expression.

When he was 14 years old, some people began to call him "Brother" politely.

He is Meng Qing, 21 years old now.

He has been at the bottom of society for many years, and he is really not a good person.

Many broken images emerged in his mind, then gradually disappeared, and slowly turned into a white light. Meng Qing closed his eyes, the carpet under his body was too soft, and he almost fell asleep.

"Third brother."

Someone nearby called out in a small voice, and Meng Qing opened his eyes.

"What about Xiaojing?" Deng Nanjiang's daughter, no one dared to move even if they tried ten times. Hearing Xiaojing's banging on the door, she was naturally worried. Someone went downstairs and asked carefully.

"Sister-in-law." Meng Qing sat up with one hand propped by her side, raised her eyes to look at the crowd beside her, and said in a calm voice, "You can call me Miss Xiaojing."

Meng Qing stood up, lowered her head and patted on the hem of her clothes: "From today on, she is my woman."

"This..." The people around looked at each other, and after a while, seeing him turn around, they quickly responded in unison: "Yes."

Meng Qing didn't speak any more, and raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips. Her steps were slow but steady, and she walked upstairs to the bedroom step by step.

"Third brother." The two men who were guarding the door were terribly quarreled and called out hastily.

"Go down." Meng Qing said something to the two men, and the two men walked away with relief. He held the doorknob in silence for a while, and pushed the door open.

Xiao Jing had already put on her clothes, and hearing the constant "bang bang" outside, she was circling anxiously.

Seeing him go in, he hurried to go up, tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Are you guys fighting outside? Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Meng Qing looked down at her and smiled.

Xiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes fell on his clothes, she immediately became anxious, and said, "Why is there blood?"

"It's okay." Meng Qing said, caressing her tenderly with his eyes, staring deeply, meeting Xiao Jing's sea-like eyes, he suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Oh!" Xiao Jing was tightly imprisoned by him, feeling very uncomfortable, and twisted her body.

"Don't move." Meng Qing kissed her cheek, her pale to transparent face was covered with sweat, and said in a low voice, "Don't move, let me hug for a while."

His voice was very soft, as if restraining the pain, Xiao Jing lay in his arms, hugging his waist, and found that his clothes were completely soaked in sweat.

She slowly quieted down and stopped talking.

Meng Qing hugged her for a while, reached up with one hand, pinched her chin, leaned over, and gently kissed the corners of her lips.

Xiao Jing was forced to raise her head, with a dazed and obedient expression, and kissed him back.

There was blood in Meng Qing's mouth, and it was sweet. Xiao Jing kissed her and felt something was wrong. Meng Qing suddenly let go of her, held the door with one hand, coughed heavily, and spit out a mouthful of blood, which stained the back of his hand red.

Only then did Xiao Jing notice that a lot of skin had been rubbed off on the back of his hand, and the wound underneath was bleeding. She immediately panicked and held his hand to check. Meng Qing really had no strength, so she held her with one hand, Slid down along the door leaf, leaned against the door, and sat on the ground.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Jing asked him, already having a bad premonition in her heart, thinking that Meng Ge's situation should also be bad, but she didn't dare to ask.

Meng Qing looked extremely weak, facing him, how could she ask about Meng Ge's situation.

Deng Nanjiang only had her one daughter, so how could she know that the Meng family brothers have always been like fire and water.

"Don't talk, hold me." Meng Qing hugged her and demanded.

Xiao Jing stared at him blankly, and after a while, said "um", sat down next to him, put her cheek on his heart, and hugged him gently.

Feeling comforted, Meng Qing rested her chin on her shoulder and rubbed it gently twice.

He closed his eyes and rested.

The internal situation of the Meng family continued, but in the capital, everything was calm.

Half a month passed by.

Cheng Siqi's life is also on the right track, studying and filming are carried out at the same time, but unfortunately, Wu Tong and Chu Ying both took a year off from school, and her school life has lost a lot of fun.

There are also many courses in the sophomore year. In order to shoot, she almost pressed all the elective courses together, and the densely packed courses occupy Monday to Thursday every week.

I can go home on Thursday afternoon, and spend the next three days filming.

Full and busy.

Autumn came and it rained again. The sycamore trees on both sides of the campus boulevard had yellow leaves. Facing the evening wind, they slowly drifted away in the setting sun and swayed to the ground.

Quiet, ethereal, golden in color, like a big butterfly resting temporarily on the ground.

Cheng Siqi walked out of the school gate with her backpack on her shoulders, and looked all the way. She was in a good mood. The sunset glow cast down through the thick branches and leaves, casting a light and tranquil light on her beautiful face.

Song Wang drove into the school and stopped on the side of the road to wait for her. From a distance, he saw her smiling face in the rearview mirror.

Feeling suddenly happy.

After Meng Huan's incident, he was not very worried about Cheng Siqi going out alone. Basically, no matter whether she was filming, going home, or going to school, he would pick her up by car and take care of everything by himself.

Just like that, I was still worried. During the period, I saw a psychiatrist with a dark face.

Got a diagnosis of stress.

Thinking of a psychiatrist, he was not in such a good mood, just pressed his eyebrows in depression, when the car door rang, Cheng Siqi got into the car with her bag on her back.

"Are you tired?" Song Wang turned sideways to help her take out the bag, and asked with a smile on his face.

"Not tired." Cheng Siqi couldn't help smiling, looked at him, and said solemnly, "How tired was last class, are you too nervous about me?"

Yeah, overwhelmed...

Song Wangdeng didn't want to talk anymore, he stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms, and played with her fingers with downcast eyes.

Zhao Qing started the car and went straight home.

Cheng Siqi nestled in Song Wang's arms, thought for a while, and said with a smile, "Has Uncle Qin moved in?"

(End of this chapter)