Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 961 How To Be You
Letting the cold wind keep blowing up Mu Qingqing's fine hair on her forehead, and the mist around her eyes hadn't dissipated, she couldn't help shivering.

An hour has passed, I'm afraid Mo Liancheng won't come today.Just as Mu Qingqing was feeling down, her body suddenly felt warm, and a broad-shouldered suit jacket was draped over Mu Qingqing's shoulders.With a hint of tobacco mint flavor, it floats indistinctly.

A paper bag containing food landed in front of Mu Qingqing's eyes. Her mood was like the strong sunshine after the rain, instantly dispelling most of the haze, as if all the grievances just now were not important anymore.

"You're here..." The moment Mu Qingqing turned around, her smile froze on her lips, as if the cold of the whole world had fallen on her heart again, it was extremely difficult to bear.

The facial features are still handsome and feminine, but compared to Mo Liancheng, they are less heroic.

"Why is it you?" Mu Qingqing blamed herself in her heart, for even mistaken such a familiar smell, the scent of mint with a hint of bitterness was not the exclusive smell of Mo Liancheng, but the smell of Song Yanshu.During the film festival activities, the taste surrounded me all the way.

Song Yanshu draped his coat on Mu Qingqing's shoulders, and sat down by the river embankment, within half a palm's distance from Mu Qingqing, "You don't seem to want to see me very much, are you waiting for someone? "

Song Yanshu asked knowingly, pretending to be innocent, and sighed embarrassingly, "Am I bothering you? If it's inconvenient, I'll..."

Mu Qingqing sighed, she had no reason to reach out to hit the smiling person, let alone the person who cared about her, "Forget it, it's nothing."

It was almost early morning, and it seemed that Mo Liancheng would not come.But Mu Qingqing's head was still hot for a while, so she got interested and asked Song Yanshu to borrow the phone.But just halfway through entering Mo Liancheng's number on the screen, Mu Qingqing suddenly remembered that Song Yanshu was not the one beside her.

So, Mu Qingqing gave up her extremely stupid idea, and returned the phone to Song Yanshu embarrassingly.

"What's wrong?" Song Yanshu looked bewildered, still holding up his palms, not understanding the situation.

Mu Qingqing shrugged, and said in a melancholy tone, "Oh, let me check the time..."

Song Yanshu's gaze flicked past the watch on Mu Qingqing's wrist, and he responded casually, then stuffed the phone into his pocket.

Mu Qingqing was about to return the coat to Song Yanshu, but was stopped by Song Yanshu, who was very resolute and insisted that Mu Qingqing wear it, "It's cold, don't catch a cold!"

The kindness of others to her is not taken for granted, but if she refuses again and again, she will seem to be ignorant of the general situation, so Mu Qingqing obediently accepted Song Yanshu's care.Besides, Mu Qingqing was really cold.

"I looked for you everywhere, but you couldn't get through on the phone. I was a little worried, so I drove around the street a few times. I didn't expect to see your car at the intersection."

Song Yanshu said calmly, but it was so simple for him to circle the street a few times. After Song Yanshu got rid of that curly-haired girl, he had already circled the street for a full hour and a half.It was really not easy to find Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing remembered that her mobile phone had already run out of battery, and because her mood was still depressed, she responded a little coldly, "What do you want me for?"

While speaking, Song Yanshu had already taken out the paper box from the food bag. Inside the transparent acrylic package was a delicate and lovely strawberry cake, which was the famous lady's dessert in Jiangcheng.Mu Qingqing recognized that last time she suddenly got greedy, but she waited in line for a long time, and in the end she still couldn't get her favorite cake at this shop.

"It's agreed that the crew will have a celebration banquet tonight. I saw that you left in a hurry without saying hello. I think you haven't eaten since the afternoon when you started putting on makeup and hair, right?"

With that said, Song Yanshu handed the small fork to Mu Qingqing, and carefully opened the cake box, "It's too late, I have nothing to buy, I happened to pass by this cake shop, thinking that if I can find you later, you You will be lucky! If you don’t find you, then you can only take advantage of Wangcai in the backyard of Song Zhai. But it seems that you are quite lucky, haha..."

Song Yanshu jokingly made a joke, and the atmosphere became a little more relaxed.Mu Qingqing was amused, but it was just a wry smile. She had indeed not had a drop of water for more than eight hours. If it wasn't for this cake in front of her eyes, Mu Qingqing really didn't know that she was really hungry.

What's ridiculous is that when Mu Qingqing was eating the cake in small bites, she actually remembered the situation where she and Mo Liancheng ate fried pig intestines here half a year ago.This is one of the pictures in my memory that make people laugh out loud just thinking about it, it is very interesting and very happy.

"I'm sorry, Qingqing..." Song Yanshu said suddenly, looking a little depressed.

Mu Qingqing licked the cream on her lips, turned her head to look at Song Yanshu, a little puzzled, "Why did you suddenly apologize?"

Song Yanshu's expression was a little dazed, he hesitated for a moment before slowly opening his mouth, and mentioned something about today's red carpet, "Actually, I have no other intentions today, I just simply think that the atmosphere should be better, so..."

It's just walking down the red carpet hand in hand, it's nothing, but after all, Mu Qingqing didn't know about it beforehand, so even if Mu Qingqing was really upset, she would calm down soon .

"You fell down suddenly, I actually... actually saw some unscrupulous media intending to secretly take pictures, so I hugged you up in a hurry, you don't blame me for this?" Song Yanshu showed a sincere face As for whether it was secretly filmed by unscrupulous media, it is not known.

Mu Qingqing suddenly realized something, and there were little waves in her calm eyes, "So it's like this, I thought..."

Before the words finished, they stopped abruptly. Song Yanshu opened his eyes wide, "What do you think?"

Mu Qingqing suddenly felt a little embarrassed, stuffed the cake into her mouth, and shook her head vaguely, "It's nothing, I was thinking too much..."

The shadow not far from the river embankment is a large shade of trees. A man wearing a peaked cap stands behind Mu Qingqing and Song Yanshu. He neither takes pictures nor does anything else. He just observes for a while before slowly turning around and leaving. .

Everything seemed so silent, the man turned and left without anyone noticing.

(End of this chapter)