Sweet Beloved Reborn

Song Qinghuan rotated her ultra-thin cell phone on her fingertips, and then smiled. She forgot that Qiu Meng was a man who dared to love and hate. She originally intended to give Qiu Meng a direct favor to solve his problems, but Qiu Meng, as the man concerned, would like to put an end to this by himself.

Then Qiu Meng’s cell phone rang. He found that it was a strange number, but following his intuition, he looked at ‘Kindness Miss’ for advice and saw her raising her chin to him.

The pride queen said, “Help will be ready for you.”

“Thank you.”

Qiu Meng disappeared at the end of the corridor. After he appeared in the dim light again, he pretended not to be sober any more, but he looked as drunk as before. Qiu Meng had good acting ability somehow as he had lived with Shi Yi with the casting team for a few months to learn some skills and he had helped Shi Yi with his acting privately.

He loved Shi Yi, but he did not love him to an unreasonable point. He was willing to sacrifice himself for Shi Yi without regret, but he did all this with a bottom line.

Shi Yi should not have touched his bottom line, and should not have trampled on his love.

Moreover, this road of love without bless was paved with thorns.

Shen Yinian put away her cell phone and sighed, “What a good little brother, whose sincere heart was broken by this scum, the so-called love rat.”

Song Qinghuan put her arms around Shen Yinian’s shoulder, and she sighed as she walked with Shen Yinian, “Who didn’t love a few scums when young? This is what the legend says.”

“And then summon the true love?”

“My heart aches for the true love, and this plot also too cruel. Wish these scums half paralyzed.”

“I Pray.”

Neither Song Qinghuan nor Shen Yinian returned to the bar in Area A. Song Qinghuan played with her cell phone. It was the first time she and Shen Yinian had visited such a place, and they were full of curiosity.

Compared with Area A, Area B was the higher end place of the club, where you could have everything to eat, drink, play and have fun. And you could see the staff of “Blue Bridge” in the corridors, which was another symbol of identity.

It turned out to them that these two areas are literally the difference between clouds and mud. The magnificent Area B was filled with high styles, for example the crystal chandelier overhead looked like a vast expanse of stars.

Suddenly, they heard a hurry-scurry noise in their earphones, as well as the panic voice of Yu Fei, “Damn it, is that Mr. Xu?”

“Huh?” Song Qinghuan and Shen Yannian stopped. They turned their heads and looked at each other. Song Qinghuan said, “Xu Ningzhou?”

Yu Fei took a deep breath. He had hacked into the background monitoring system of “Blue Bridge”. Seeing the familiar man in an elevator of Area B of “Blue Bridge”, he lit an candle for the two girls who created a disturbance in the evening. He said, “Congratulations, Mr. Xu has 30 seconds to arrive at the battlefield.”

In the earphones, Yu Fei gloated to add, “Making a minor depraved, you are finished.”

Song Qinghuan, “…”

Shen Yinian was worried. She held Song Qinghuan’s arms and said, “We still have time to escape here.”

“Tick.” Two elevators opened at the same time. With steady and rhythmic footsteps, some people came out. Song Qinghuan squinted to the direction of the elevators. She took a breath and said, “It’s too late.”

These people walked at a steady pace, each with bodyguards or assistants. Among them was a middle-aged man walking in the middle, with Xu Ningzhou in his left side and a man shorter than Xu Ningzhou in the right side. He was the younger son of Xu’s family with less charisma than Xu Ningzhou.

He was saying something to the middle-aged man, with his head turning to one side and a smile on his face.

Xu Ningzhou, a man with a cold and serious face, was walking at a steady pace. He was tall and straight, wearing an ink-colored coat with a lapel collar. His hair was neatly combed. With his hands in his coat pockets, he looked like a king touring in his back garden.

Proud and exalted.

Xu Ningzhou was followed by a well-mannered young man with a briefcase in one of his hands, in a neat silver-gray suit. The others all had strong muscles even if they were wearing their suits.

Song Qinghuan noticed that Xu Ningzhou’s deep eyes fell upon her with the corners of his eyes slightly raised up. She did not know if it was her illusion. She saw Xu Ningzhou’s lips moving a little. After that, he went straight ahead with his cold face. It seemed that they did not know each other.

Out from another elevator were the manager of “Blue Bridge” and others. Respectfully seeing off the group of big bosses, they exhaled and relaxed. Song Qinghuan suddenly whispered to Shen Yinian, “Are you and your brother a little bit schizophrenia?”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

It was not the first time for Song Qinghuan to see dignified and cold Xu Ningzhou with an ascetic look from head to toe, and such a Xu Ningzhou was that strong and indifferent man in the memory of Song Qinghuan in her previous life.

But in private occasions, Xu Ningzhou was not so in front of Song Qinghuan. The man loved to laugh, like a libertine, who teased with her as long as he seized a chance, but in fact he did not have any love experience at all. As Shen Yinian said, he still had his pure virgin male’s first kiss.

Song Qinghuan believed that the former part was true, but for the latter part, she sneered. ‘So that’s why he did not know well how to kiss a girl as he broke her lips when he kissed her for the first time!’

His first kiss was gone already.

Schizophrenia? After she heard that, Shen Yinian’s mouth twitched, and she revealed the inside story, “He calls it a high style with which he can keep those old tricky foxes in check.”

“…” Song Qinghuan had nothing to say. She thought that she would have been cheated by them if she did not know they were dobes under the mask of a proud and cold appearance.

Song Qinghuan frowned and said, “I am sure that he is to make trouble.”

“Coincidence.” Shen Yinian said.

“Miss, congratulations for your correct answer.” The voice of Yu Fei was heard in their earphones in time. And Song Qinghuan and Shen Yinian could imagine the sinister smile on his face.

Then they heard the exciting laughter of Yu Fei as he tapped the keyboard.

“Haw-haw, Shi Yi, the scum, will sink like a ship tonight. Lan Xi is one of the pets of the Second Master of Xu who is famous for his narrow-minded character. This guy has great courage and dares to make the Second Master a cuckold.”

After he finished laughing, Yu Fei sighed as if he were an elder, “Sisters, this is the climax of the evening.”

Room 1056, 17th floor, Area B.

The light wasn’t on in the room. The clothes and shoes were scattered all the way from the door to the bedroom. After it was finished, Lan Xi lay in the arms of Shi Yi, with a lady cigarette between her two fingers. Spitting out a puff of smoke, Lan Xi scolded, “Song Shuyao, the fool, had put on airs in front of me before, but she was defeated by Song Qinghuan for only a round, and got me into trouble too.”

The limelight was unexpectedly robbed of by a singer of the theme song but not Lan Xi herself, the heroine of the hit drama “Imperial Harem”. How could Lan Xi, who had been used to be flattered everywhere, endure this?

At the thought of the shame Song Qinghuan gave to her, Lan Xi’s fire of the desire for sex began to burn up. She put out the cigarette and directly rode on the body of Shi Yi. She bent down and said, “Let’s make love once more.”