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"Do you know anything about the entertainment circle? Do you know how deep this circle is?"

"You are a girl under 20 years old. Do you know how to protect yourself when you enter such a place?"

His slap on the table made song Manxi feel his hands hurt.

Song Fu Yue was more and more excited, and his face was blue and violent, as if he had reached the edge of suppressing his emotions.

Wen Ru's hot temper flared up and hurried to help him.

He couldn't help complaining: "just talk, don't be so loud, don't be so angry, and be careful of your blood pressure."

It may be that with age, song's father's body is much worse than before.

Blood pressure is even more unbalanced, and Qi will rise.

"I need to be careful of my blood pressure. If she goes on like this, sooner or later I will be angry with her."

Wen Ru couldn't move on both sides, and couldn't think of any way to persuade him for the time being.

Just wanted song Manxi and her sister to go back to their room first and calm each other down.

But song Qianqian took one step ahead of them. Without saying a word, she silently pushed away the chair, then bowed her head, turned and ran out.

Behind him, it seems that Wen Ruyi's cry came: "shallow, where are you going so late? If you have something to say, don't worry."

"Sister!" this is song Manxi's voice.

"Let her go and come back when you think it over."

"What are you talking about? She's a girl so late..."

Song Qianqian couldn't hear anything else clearly. She only knew that after she ran out of the Song family, her tears fell down like this.

She does not resent their incomprehension, nor does she hate these her only relatives.

On the contrary, she was moved by their kindness to themselves, and may even be better than their biological parents.

But there was a clear line in her heart.

Although her surname is song, this is not her home.

She ran all the way out of the garden, because it was winter, the snow was flying, the snow stopped, and there was snow in front of the courtyard.

She ran out in a hurry, didn't wear a scarf, and didn't wear a cotton padded clothes, so the tip of her nose and small face were red with the wind.

After running a short distance, she felt as if she had been numb with cold, but suddenly hit a hot chest.

Her forehead was hit with pain. There were some flowers in front of her, but soon she left the man's arms.

Although, that embrace is warm.

"Yue... Sister Qianqian, why are you running so fast? Is there something chasing you?"

He half joked, but in a flash, he also found that her mood was wrong. It seemed that she was crying and her eyes were red.

No cotton padded clothes, only a thick sweater and no scarf.

Now, King's landing immediately turned cold.

Song Qianqian looked at him, and his eyes were a lot lower.

"Why don't you wear cotton padded clothes when you come out? It's such a cold day."

In the moonlight, under the street lamp, the little boy king's landing, wearing a big cotton padded jacket, a white scarf and cotton gloves, appeared here.

When she was embarrassed.

King's landing came in with a carton in his arms. When he met her face to face, he didn't catch her with his hands at first.

"What's the matter with you? What happened?"

"Don't worry!"