Chapter 975

"Come back to coffee!" Song Yanshu came in with a smile and put the coffee on the dressing table in the rest room.

Mu Qingqing's reaction was really frightening to song Yanshu. She suddenly trembled and took a cold breath. The whole person immediately bounced off and stepped back a few steps. "What are you doing..."

Song Yanshu's hand was frozen in the air, and he looked at Mu Qingqing in a daze. After a while, he pointed to the hot coffee on the table and said, "I... I'll order it for you I had a cup of coffee, and I knew it was time for you to make up your hair, so I sent it to you

"What's the matter? How did you... React so much? " Song Yanshu said cautiously, as if for fear of a wrong sentence, and once again stimulated Mu Qingqing, and then appeared timid.

Mu Qingqing breathed with a little shortness of breath, but soon forced herself to calm down. Recalling the strange advice, Mu Qingqing squeezed out a smile, slightly embarrassed, "nothing... Nothing, just... Didn't notice that someone came in, and was shocked..."

Song Yanshu seemed to believe rather than believe Mu Qingqing's statement, but he still responded softly "What do you think you're so preoccupied with

Mu Qingqing thought that it would be even more strange to say that there was no such thing at this time. So he pretended to be relieved and sighed. Facing the mirror, he looked at the tired himself and song Yanshu, whose face was becoming more and more strange, and spoke faintly.

"Just think of the past, at that time with Su Wanqing fight head and blood, fortunately, you and Chengqi have been around to support me."

With that, Mu Qingqing turned around, her eyes burning down on Song Yanshu. There was a metaphor that could not be explained clearly. She said, "I've been doing the song Yanshu ten years ago. Don't change it, OK?"

Song Yanshu's face is as usual, with a trace of cold, he calmly meets Mu Qingqing's eyes. Two people look at each other for a long time, song Yanshu suddenly relieved to smile, lips and teeth a closed, everything seems to have not changed.

He put his hand on Mu Qingqing's shoulder, like a stream of electric current hitting Mu Qingqing's heart. He shook him fiercely, "silly girl, I haven't changed, never!"

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips, nodded and laughed.

"Here you are A girl's shrill voice came in through the half closed door, breaking some of the cold atmosphere in the lounge.

What else did song Yan want to say when she came to the book, all the words choked in the middle of her throat for a while, which made her feel very uncomfortable. Mu Qingqing and song Yanshu think about the direction of the sound at the door. After they get attention, the girl pushes the door open carefully.

"I'm sorry, I didn't disturb you. I watched the door open, so I just..."

"how could it be you again?"

When song Yanshu's eyes fell on the curly girl at the door, he instantly tightened his eyebrows and walked quickly to the girl. Song Yanshu said with a little impatience, "what do you want? Don't be too aggressive in your life!"

The girl's face suddenly became gloomy for half a minute. She gave song Yanshu a fierce white look. She lowered her voice and said, "I want you to go shopping with me. Who told you to find an old man to deal with me?"

Song Yanshu is helpless. If the unreasonable girl in front of her is a weak girl, I'm afraid he would have wanted to be rude. "When do I say I'll go shopping with you?" I just said, "I'll make up for what happened that day. It's your own fantasy."

"Anyway, I warn you that you don't want it. Don't say I didn't give you a chance! We are clear now. If you bother me again, I will reserve the right to pursue legal action against you! "

With that, song Yanshu started to push the girl to the door directly, and her tone was very impatient, "OK, this is not the place you should come to. Go out quickly!"

"Oh, hey, don't push me..."

the girl pulled the door and looked at Mu Qingqing standing in the room with a puzzled look on her side. Then she straightened up and pushed song Yanshu's hand away, and rolled her eyes.

"Self indulgent, who said I came to see you!"

Before Song Yanshu reacted, the girl stood up straight and pretended to be very formal. She started to pull her skirt and coughed twice, "we'll do it later. Please let's go!"

"Well?" Song Yanshu did not know what the girl was up to, so she fell backward. If he didn't react fast enough, he would make a fool of herself. The girl's strength is not small. She pushes song Yanshu away and almost doesn't stand steady.

"Hello, you..." no one paid attention to song Yanshu. The girl with curly hair walked straight to Mu Qingqing who was standing in the lounge. They talked.

Song Yanshu was just about to come forward, but the girl turned around and raised her hand and sternly scolded, "wait, girls, you'd better not get close to me, please help us close the door from the outside."

Seeing Mu Qingqing's calm expression, song Yanshu has no choice but to stop and leave the rest room indignantly. However, the thoughts in my heart have been surging up and down like a wave. How could this strange girl who met by chance happen to know Mu Qingqing as well.Looking at the chest cards of the busy staff around him, song Yanshu recalled that in the backstage of the film festival, this seemingly inconspicuous girl was very capable. In these heavily guarded places, she always seemed to be able to get in and out freely without any restrictions.

This is the first time that song Yanshu doubts the identity of this girl, and then he calls uncle an, "that girl I asked you to accompany in kW mall that day, please investigate her background for me!"

An Shuyi Leng, then immediately react to come over, "Oh, young master, you are talking about that rich girl, I understand, I immediately send someone to check!"

"Rich girl?"

Song Yanshu was stunned. How could he see that the plain dressed girl didn't look like a rich man. He immediately wondered how Uncle an would say, "what rich girl?"

"Oh, when she left the mall that day, I saw a limited edition of a Marriott car waiting for her at the door, and the driver who opened the door called her big miss. So I guess the girl's family background must be good. "

"Young master, is something wrong?" Uncle an asked suspiciously. Originally, uncle an had no impression of that girl. After all, there were not a few girls he often helped song Yanshu deal with. Let alone a rich girl, he was a famous little flower girl in the entertainment circle. Uncle an would not be surprised.