Chapter 648

“……” Late, a pretty face suddenly red like the fire cloud in the sky.

After a passionate night, I rushed to the new set to shoot the next morning.

Wenmo drives to a tea house, enters through the back door, passes through the corridor covered with bamboo floor, and knocks on the door of a box.

"Uncle song, I'm here."

Although song Tianxing is about to enter the age of knowing the destiny, he is still beautiful and charming.

He is wearing a silver gray casual suit, which makes him younger and more handsome, and more mature and charming than a man in his twenties and thirties.

He looks similar to Song Zhi in five or six points. He has a strong outline and sharp facial features. Even if he is old, he is also a beautiful uncle.

Song Tianxing nodded, straight to open the topic, "amo, what's the reason for looking for me?"

Wen Mo sat down opposite him. Qingjun's face was very calm, not different from usual.

"Uncle song, I want to ask you a question."

"You said

Wen Mo lowered his eyebrows and asked, "have you ever heard of the story of stealing a beam and changing a pillar?"

Song Tianxing's cold face changed slightly, and immediately returned to normal.

"So what?"

Wen Mo put his subtle expression changes into his eyes, with a deep smile on his lips.

"It's easy to hear about it."

He took out the string of Chenxiang hand string from his arms and gently put it on the table, "uncle, do you feel very familiar?"

Song Tianxing's pupil suddenly shrinks, and he can no longer maintain his calm attitude. He stands up all of a sudden!

"This Is it Ruya? No

He held his hand in his hand, and the emotion in his eyes was like a volcano that suddenly erupted, coming fast and fiercely.

He sat down again, took out a set of Swiss Army knives, selected the most delicate knife, and cut one of the beads in his hand in half, revealing the unique hole hidden in it.

Wen Mo didn't stop him. He watched quietly.

Song Tianxing picked up half of the wooden beads, fixed his eyes in the small groove, and clearly saw a character engraved in small regular script.

Song!

"Really Really

He clenched his hands, and his eyes turned red. Suddenly, he raised his head, his eyes full of restraint and forbearance, and asked in a hoarse voice, "amo, where did you get this hand string? Tell me

Wen Mo was as calm as ever. "Before I answer your question, don't you have anything to explain? For example, 25 years ago. "

Song Tianxing took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and his eyes were stained with a touch of nostalgia.

"Well..."

No one knows what Wenmo and song Tianxing talked about. They stayed in the box for more than an hour before they left one after another.

Wen Mo drives back to the Jinxiu Garden and takes out a string of hands that is missing a bead. He has a headache about how to make a late delivery.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

At this time, Wen Qing strides in, with a faint smell of blood lingering on her body.

Wen Mo said, "find a doctor and help Chi Ling treat her."

"Ha?" He scratched his chin with a finger. "Boss, he's going to kill his sister-in-law..."

"I know." Wen Mo lightly interrupted, "I'm not asking you to let her go. I need her to stand up in three days. Is that ok?"

Wen Qing's eyes flashed a little guilty and hit ha ha, "one leg can stand up, right? “