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

Chapter 959 Song Yanshu and the curly-haired girl
Over the years, the red carpet show of the film festival has been broadcast in real time on TV and the Internet in the form of live broadcast. Mu Qingqing and Song Yanshu's trip almost caused the server of the live broadcast platform to be paralyzed.

Looking at the live broadcast on the TV wall in the office, Mo Liancheng didn't realize that he actually snuffed out the unburned cigarette butt with his bare hands, and casually threw it on top of the important documents, instead of in the ashtray next to the documents.

Seeing the scene of Mu Qingqing and Song Yanshu leaning close together, Mo Liancheng's palms unconsciously ooze a fine layer of sweat.The gloomy expression fell on the unlit office room, like a black hole, as if a slight movement could swallow up all the tense reason and festering emotions.

The moment Mu Qingqing fell, Mo Liancheng stood up suddenly from the chair. The chair with four-legged rollers behind him was bounced away by a strong force, and slid all the way to the French window, making a heavy blunt sound. Ring, but at this moment it is not against harmony.

Mo Liancheng stared at Mu Qingqing and Song Yanshu on the rebroadcast screen. His excitement was not because of Song Yanshu's hero saving the beauty, but because Mo Liancheng clearly saw the stumbling not far from Mu Qingqing on the replay screen. He didn't believe that Song Yanshu didn't notice where he looked.

At that moment, Mo Liancheng could no longer care about the fact that he was pretending to be on a business trip to avoid the red carpet. He picked up the car keys and planned to go to the scene to find Mu Qingqing immediately.But God always likes to joke with people at critical moments. Mo Liancheng had just walked a few steps, and even at a distance from the office gate, he suddenly stopped.

A strong pain invaded Mo Liancheng's heart.The needle-like pain made it difficult for him to move, as if even taking a big breath became a torment.

Mo Liancheng subconsciously raised his hand to cover his heart, and large beads of sweat began to seep from his forehead, rolling down on the skirt of his clothes one by one, making him feel damp.

Following the figures of Mu Qingqing and Song Yanshu on the screen, Mo Liancheng's vision gradually blurred until a bright white appeared in front of him.Then, he completely lost consciousness.

The effect of the film festival was good, and it went smoothly from beginning to end. Mu Qingqing sat anxiously at the banquet, frequently looking at the big clock.Song Yanshu always pretended to be inadvertent and sent Mu Qingqing little care, a bottle of water and a coat draped over her shoulders, it could be said that she was meticulous, and even made Mu Qingqing a little uncomfortable.

However, Mu Qingqing's thoughts had already flown to the place she had made an appointment with Mo Liancheng earlier in the morning, and she didn't even notice that the camera was pointing at her and Song Yanshu's position from time to time.He didn't care too much about how much commotion would be caused in Jiangcheng tomorrow.

In short, this moment is like sitting on pins and needles.

After the opening ceremony, the stars will conduct some simple interviews and shoot promotional videos according to the prior agreement, and Mu Qingqing and Song Yanshu are naturally the same, but Mu Qingqing did not wait until the end of all the procedures, because the time has already passed. After a long delay, she slipped out of the venue before no one noticed.

During the chaos, no one found Mu Qingqing who was planning to leave secretly, except Song Yanshu who always focused on Mu Qingqing.

"Hey!" Seeing Mu Qingqing leaving, Song Yanshu subconsciously wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the interviewing media and continued to ask questions.

Song Yanshu became a little impatient, and still politely raised his hand to signal, leaning forward and whispering, "Sorry, excuse me."

Naturally, he didn't dare to have someone forcefully stop Song Yanshu, even if he still had something to say, there was nothing he could do.It's just that Song Yanshu didn't catch up with Mu Qingqing, and was stopped by a familiar figure in the star's waiting area.A burst of sweet perfume smelled towards his face, Song Yanshu frowned and stopped.

"Hello, we meet again!" A girl's voice came over, and it didn't seem very abrupt in the busy waiting area.

Song Yanshu frowned impatiently, and when his eyes fell, he recognized the girl in front of him at a glance, "Is that you?"

The girl smiled immediately, as if she was happy that Song Yanshu recognized her at a glance, but then Song Yanshu's words instantly shattered her joy.

"Go away, little curly hair!" Song Yanshu's thoughts were all on Mu Qingqing, if it wasn't for the girl's hairstyle at the entrance of the mall that day was too eye-catching, how could Song Yanshu remember her.

Song Yanshu didn't intend to give the girl a chance to speak, and was about to bypass her and leave here, but the curly-haired girl in front of her took a step across and firmly stopped Song Yanshu, "Song Yanshu, don't go!"

"What's the matter?" Song Yanshu looked anxious, but he couldn't do anything to this pestering girl, after all, she was in public.Seeing that more than ten minutes had passed, Mu Qingqing probably got in the car and left. It was already too late to chase after her at this time, so Song Yanshu had to stop impatiently.

The girl panickedly took out a business card from her pocket, handed it to Song Yanshu, looked a little nervous and said quickly, "Didn't you tell me to call you for something?"

Song Yanshu snatched the business card from the girl's hand and threw it into the trash can beside him, his eyes were cold and heartless.

"What are you doing!" the girl asked in surprise.

Song Yanshu rolled his eyelids, leaned against the corner of the wall, and said in a cold voice, "The business card is only valid for one time, now that you have found me, naturally you don't need it!"

"Tell me, what's the matter!"

The girl's expression was a little stiff, she bit her lip with an aggrieved look on her face, and whispered, "You really...don't remember me?"

Song Yanshu didn't pause, but directly answered, "Of course I remember!"

"Really?" The girl's eyes brightened like stars, and she looked at Song Yanshu expectantly.

Song Yanshu stood up straight, stretched out his hand and rumpled the girl's curly hair unceremoniously, and sighed with a half-smile, "Of course, with a 60s hairstyle like yours, I'm afraid I'll never forget it once I take a look at it!"

In just a few minutes, the girl's emotions went up and down, and she went back and forth several times.It turned out that Song Yanshu remembered her only because of her distinctive attire, not because of her.

"Actually I am..."

Before the girl finished speaking, Song Yanshu urged impatiently while looking at the time on the watch, "Miss, I'm in a hurry, so hurry up if you have something to do! I don't have time to spend time here with you, OK ?”

(End of this chapter)