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In the president's office.

Looking at the love lunch box on the table, song Tingchen's face was filled with a happy smile.

"I feel more and more like Mrs. song." Song Tingchen deliberately joked, "Mrs. song, are you trying to win people's hearts for me?"

"I'm trying to win people's hearts for myself," Qin Youle said unhappily when seeing song Tingchen tease her. "Lest all your people in Taiya don't look down on me, and I dare not go in and out of Taiya in the future."

Hearing Qin Youle's words, song Tingchen put down his fork. He leaned closer and Qin Youle whispered, "I've seen the news, too much."

"I have asked Zhiming to deal with it." Song Tingchen said with apology, "this matter has wronged you. In order to surprise me back, you have been wronged."

Seeing that song Tingchen was really serious, Qin Youle quickly explained, "no, there's nothing to deal with. Netizens and the media can say whatever they want. We can't control it. Moreover, is it at this juncture that I was reported to have a publicity effect on our film? "

Song Tingchen frowned slightly. He scraped Qin Youle's nose and asked, "do you even understand this means of publicity?"

"I've heard of it," Qin Youle said with a smile, touching his nose. "I just don't know if it's true."

Looking at Qin Youle as if he didn't care about anything, song Tingchen couldn't help appreciating her a little more. All along, he likes Qin Youle's optimistic spirit, which makes him feel no pressure. It seems that every day is bright and brilliant.

"Well, I admit that hype is really a good means to publicize the film," song Tingchen picked up the bento box and began to eat. "However, few people hype the screenwriter, and you are an unknown little screenwriter."

"What happened to the little screenwriter?" Qin Youle tilted his head at Song Tingchen and said, "as long as I am a small screenwriter tied with you, let alone a screenwriter, even passers-by will attract attention."

Song Tingchen nodded and said, "it's true."

"So, since it's not bad, let it go." Qin Youle shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "anyway, it has no impact on me. Just don't look or respond."

"But..." song Tingchen glanced at Qin Youle, but he was reluctant to let her be wronged.

"But?" Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen.

"I have asked Zhiming to deal with this matter," song Tingchen said faintly, looking at Qin Youle's eyes. "I asked him to fire the reporter who shot you and hit you."

"You had him fired?" Qin Youle blinked several times in surprise. Before he could be happy, a melancholy rush into his mind again.

"What's the matter?" Song Tingchen immediately noticed the change in her look.

"It's not good to have someone fire him?" Qin Youle said anxiously, "he's a reporter. You let someone fire him. If he says this to his peers, you won't be..."

"Because of this." Song Tingchen suddenly realized that he thought Qin Youle sympathized with the reporter. Unexpectedly, Qin Youle was worried about whether he would be criticized.

"Tingchen, don't be like this next time," Qin Youle said earnestly. "This is only a temporary manipulation of the direction of public opinion, but once the masses know it, they will attack us in a more extreme way."

Qin Youle is not alarmist. In the entertainment industry, people often spend high prices to buy photos, or use power to suppress the news. However, it will usually be reported later, and it will stain the artists. At that time, there will be no explanation.

"I want to give you a good breath," knowing that Qin Youle is worried about him, song Tingchen hugged Qin Youle's shoulder and whispered, "Zhiming said that someone had gone to relieve your anger in advance when he went."

"Someone has gone ahead of time?" Qin Youle frowned, but soon her eyes were full of laughter. Needless to think, she also knew that Zhao Ting, who was hot tempered, must have stood out for her.

"I heard that Zhao Ting not only confiscated his camera," song Tingchen said with a smile, "but also called their newspaper boss to fire him and left in the morning."

"Is it so swift and resolute?" Qin Youle couldn't help smiling.

She doesn't want song Tingchen to stand out for her because she's afraid that song Tingchen, who has just set up his own house, will be in trouble again. But now that Zhao Ting came forward to solve the matter, it was her and Zhao Ting who were implicated. She believed that no one dared to touch her as Zhao ting.

"Yes." Song Tingchen hugged Qin Youle tightly and said, "Zhao Ting likes you very much and likes us together."

"I believe the first sentence," Qin Youle suddenly broke free from Song Tingchen's arms. She looked at Song Tingchen's surprised eyes with her hands on her back and said with a smile, "you must have made up the last sentence."

"I..."

"Well, I won't disturb your work. I'll go back later in the evening." Qin Youle picked up his handbag and walked out quietly. "I'll go first. See you in the evening."

After looking at Qin Youle's back, song Tingchen touched the position where Qin Youle had sat, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise gently. Eating the Bento made by Qin Youle on the table and thinking about her voice and smile, this is probably the happy time that song Tingchen pursues.

After leaving Taiya, Qin Youle drove straight to sun Huo's home.

The two people who hadn't seen each other for more than ten days exchanged greetings for a while and then entered the topic.

"Youle, dad wants to take you and your mother out of s city." Qin Huai said earnestly, "now with my strength, it is impossible to fight with song Lixian."

Qin Youle lowered her head and took a sip of hot coffee. As far as she was concerned, she didn't want to leave s city.

"Don't you want to?" Seeing Qin Youle's hesitation, Qin Huai asked tentatively, "You Le, don't you want song Tingchen?"

"Dad, I hope we don't talk about him anymore." I'm afraid we'll inadvertently disclose the situation of the two cohabitation. Qin Youle tries to avoid the topic involving song Tingchen.

"Youle, tell me the truth, do you really live alone now?" Qin Huai looked at Qin Youle suspiciously. His eyes were always in Qin Youle's eyes, as if to find out the flaw of her lying from her eyes.

"Dad..." Qin Youle said helplessly, "if you don't believe it, I'll take you to my apartment now."

Although Qin Huai was suspicious, he didn't continue to ask questions after all. After all, he can't really press Qin Youle to her residence to check it.

"Well, I'll live here for the time being." Qin Huai nodded and said, "be careful when you live alone. In fact, if you live with song Tingchen, I'll be relieved... "

Seeing Qin Youle's unhappy eyes, Qin Huai immediately stopped his words.

"Dad, don't worry." Qin Youle sighed and said, "it's safe for me to live alone now. Song Tingchen sent someone to protect me. Moreover, song Lixian has just taken over Chenxi. I heard that Chenxi is not very good now. He has been busy himself. I think we should be safe for the time being. "

Song Tingchen told her these words.

"I also heard about it," Qin Huai touched his chin and nodded. "Song Tingchen should have been driven out by song Lixian. He also sacrificed a lot for our father and daughter."

"You Le, don't worry, dad is not the kind of person who doesn't know right and wrong." Qin Huai looked into Qin Youle's eyes and solemnly promised, "I remember what song Tingchen did. Although he threatened me with you and your mother more than once, I know he won't do anything to hurt you, so I won't worry about it with him."

Qin Huai's words were particularly sincere, but Qin Youle did not let go. She said quietly, "song Tingchen has really done a lot for us. Let's not be hostile to him."

"I hear he's starting a new company now?"

"Dad, can we stop talking about him?" Qin Youle knew that Qin Huai had been thinking about her. She said impatiently, "if you always want to talk to me about him, I don't think we have anything to talk about."

Seeing that Qin Youle seemed really angry, Qin Huai was silent for a long time.

"Youle, aren't you really going to move in with me?" Qin Huai looked at Qin Youle and asked, "here, uncle Zhu and I can take care of you together."

"No," Qin Youle said quietly, "you can take care of each other when you live here, but Dad, I'm used to living alone. Moreover, you and uncle Zhu have a lot to do, and it's not convenient for me to live here. "

"In that case, I won't force you." Qin Huai sighed and said, "Youle, Qin's family, I think it's very possible to lose it. But don't worry, I will find other ways, and I will never let you and your mother be wronged. "

Qin Huai's words made Qin Youle's nose sour and tears welled up from the bottom of his eyes.

"Dad..." Qin Youle sobbed, "in fact, we don't have to work so hard..."

Halfway through, Qin Youle stopped. Now, she knows that the Qin family has only begun to make profits in recent years, and Qinhuai's savings are not much. Moreover, in recent months, the Qin family has almost nothing left because they need to spend a lot of money everywhere. Wu Huizhen's treatment fee is a lot of money. If they cut off their income, they will be unable to make ends meet in less than ten years.

"Silly child," Qin Huai comforted Qin Youle by patting her on the back of her hand when he knew that Qin Youle was guilty. "My father is only in his fifties and is in his prime of life. Do you want me to go to the park to play chess and walk birds when I have nothing to do? "

Qin Huai's words made Qin Youle laugh through tears.

"Dad, let's work together," Qin Youle said, holding Qin Huai's hand tightly. "I believe that in just a few years, you will build a better and stronger company. I believe you absolutely have this strength."

Qin Huai nodded heavily.