Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 170 Shrimp and Pig Heart

  Traffic traffic jams are not very efficient. The crowded traffic will soon return to normal traffic.

  Song Qing did not change lanes. The white car behind might be afraid that she would find out that she was behind several times.

   After a while, he catches up unhurriedly, and occasionally overtakes the front, which is not so much clever as it is self-consciousness.

  Three minutes later, Ferrari drove into the underground parking garage of Antique City, and the white car followed.

  Song Qing dressed casually today, stepped on stilettos and got off the car, uncharacteristically without a bag.

   Putting his hands in his pockets, he came to the door of the driver's seat of the white car, and casually knocked the window,

   Probably didn't expect her to be so direct, the window paused for a few seconds before slowly lowering,

   is a man, dressed up and down in his forties, he is quite literary, with a completely unfamiliar face,

   Sitting in the car and looking at Song Qing, his mental quality is obviously very good, he smiled calmly and relaxed,

   "Miss, do we... know each other?"

   is very good, very innocent, and it looks like that.

  Song Qing replied with the same polite and easy-going smile, took out the mobile phone from the pocket of his overalls with his left hand,

   He turned on the camera and took a full-face photo of the man calmly.

   "It doesn't matter if you don't know each other, you'll get to know each other soon."

   "Miss, are you taking pictures just now? We don't know each other if I remember correctly,

   Without my permission, your current behavior is an infringement of my portrait rights. "

  The man is very calm, it seems that he usually does this kind of thing a lot, maybe there are people behind him.

  Song Qing sneered, the tears at the end of his eyes rippling, and the smile on his beautiful and moving face was extremely entertaining.

   "I still understand the most basic legal common sense. My friend is in a special industry. Your face and your license plate number,

   Enough for him to find out all your old roots. Are you going to get off the bus now and tell me who asked you to follow me, or will you break your leg and kneel and tell me later? "

   The man's expression changed, his aura was just a little bit weaker, but he still didn't mean to get out of the car,

   It seems that she is skeptical of her own words. Song Qing can understand it when she thinks about it. After all, the eldest Miss Song family, who was brought back from the countryside and is not favored,

   What kind of friends can you have? The phone slowly knocked on the body of the car to change the word,

   "Or should I call my husband?"

   "Tsk, you said that if I added fuel to my words, you should be more than just breaking a leg, right?"

   Before Mrs. Huo came to visit the Song family, she still heard about Huo Shizhu's status in the capital circle.

   Sure enough,

  The man's hand on the steering wheel trembled, his face became ugly for a moment, he didn't hesitate to unlock the door,

  Song Qing's mouth twitched slightly, that's all? How dare you come out and follow people without being frightened, which monkey sent to be funny.

   In less than a minute, the man explained all the details and summed it up in two sentences:

   The paparazzi of an entertainment company under Pei Jinnian's name, Wen Qiange sent to investigate her.

   Song Qing's eyes were even more playful, looking at the phone that the man was holding, his chin slightly tilted,

   "Call her."

   The underground parking garage was quite quiet, but the man wondered if he heard it wrong, he was a little dull,

   "Who, call, call our wife?"

  Song Qing put his hands in his pockets and put his hands in his pockets, and his beautiful face showed a hint of impatience: "Is there a problem?"

   It takes so many minutes here, enough for Xu Shen to drink two more bowls of soy milk.

   "No problem no problem."

  The phone was quickly connected. Wen Qiange should be at home, and I could vaguely hear a little girl laughing happily.

   "Did you find anything?"

  Song Qing's attention was withdrawn from the little girl's laughter. You can almost imagine Wen Qiange's expression when she heard her voice, it must be very interesting,

   "Miss Wen seems to be very interested in me?"

   The man standing next to him raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He could predict the fate of his dismissal.

  Song Qing lifted his eyelids and glanced at the man coolly. The man withdrew his hands and stood upright.

   "Song Qing."

  Wen Qiange is a woman who has been loved by Mrs. Huo since she was a child and wanders in the Wen and Pei's house of the Huo family.

   After a brief stupor, he returned to a steady state of mind, never avoiding the guilty conscience that was not discovered by the client.

   This kind of reaction made Song Qing wonder for a moment whether to praise his calmness or derogate his shamelessness.

   It always makes people feel very boring without the expected reaction, and there is no intention of joking,

   "It's me. In fact, Miss Wen doesn't need to spend so much trouble. If you want to know what I am, you can ask me in person. It's not that I won't tell you."

"Or……"

  Song Qing's voice gradually became colder, "Miss Wen is more interested in my husband than in me?"

   A paparazzi's keen sense of gossip made the man suddenly raise his head, touching the cold sharpness of Song Qing's eyebrows and eyes, and then hurriedly lowered his head,

   stared at the floor and swallowed. He was here to help Mrs. check people. What is going on now?

  If what Miss Song said is true, is it true that she found out that Mr. Pei had a green hat on his head by accident?

   If these things are truthfully explained to President Pei, will my job be kept?

   "Song Qing! I said it very clearly last time, I am to A Yu..."

   "Miss Wen doesn't need to explain to me, I'm too lazy to listen."

  Song Qing directly interrupted Wen Qiange's eager excuse, the phone in his trouser pocket was already vibrating,

   "Do you have any unreasonable thoughts about my husband, you know it best in your own heart, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it,

   But I hope Miss Wen can understand the truth that coveting someone else's husband is a morally corrupt thing. "

   "Song Qing! Don't go too far..."

  Song Qing hung up the phone and threw the phone back to the man who was looking at him. No matter what the man wanted to say, he raised his foot and turned away.

  I knew what he wanted to ask. She didn't want to say such a thing.

   took out the mobile phone in the left trouser pocket and turned it on. Thinking of something, he stopped and turned around. He looked at the man with hopeful eyes, and opened his mouth to kill.

   "As a paparazzi, your ability to track people is really poor. If you have nothing to do, find a class or go to jail."

man:"……"

   Xu Shen, who drank two bowls of soy milk and four meat buns, stood in front of the Yang family bun shop with his mobile phone in his hand, and three question marks appeared above his head.

   "What the hell, baby, you're being followed by the paparazzi? You shouldn't be a big star, so why is that thing following you?"

   After all, the long legs have already moved towards the underground parking garage.

   "Where are you now, has the matter been resolved? I heard your voice, is it in the parking garage, which paparazzi is so clueless, don't panic, brother will be here soon."

  The two have known each other for four or five years. Song Qing only made a move in front of Xu Shen once in the underground city.

   Therefore, in Xu Shen's subconscious, the second sister was still the red rose that was powerless.

   There will be more later.

   (end of this chapter)