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Xu Ningzhou expressed his understanding. Although they had only known each other for a few months, Xu Ningzhou knew Song Qinghuan's preferences better than anyone else. Song Qinghuan was free and unrestrained, and that was why he was so anxious to help her.

This was because he felt that Song Qinghuan was extremely difficult to grasp. It was as though as soon as he released his hand, Song Qinghuan would disappear from his world.

In the car was a zither song that jingled loudly. It was Song Qinghuan's song. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard the man's deep, magnetic voice say: "You can sign the contract with Zhuan Yu."

Before she could say anything, Xu NingZhou said, "I have a share in Ringyu Entertainment, don't worry, this contract is different from others and won't give you any work. You have the right to make decisions, and you know how deep this circle is, with a professional guarding it, it will be much easier for you in this circle." There would also be fewer detours.

A stepping stone incident like this would not occur in the future.

At this moment, Song Qinghuan's lips curled up and her peach blossom eyes casted a crescent moon shape. She extended her hand and smiled at Xu Ningzhou: "Boss, please take care of me in the future."

Xu Ningzhou held her hand, his index finger gently scraping against Song Qinghuan's palm. He blinked his left eye, which was constantly emitting his own hormone aura, "The boss accepts the unwritten rules."

"…" Song Qinghuan calmly let go of his hand and rejected him in all seriousness, "No, I'm afraid my small body is going to capsize."

The hotel that Xu Ningzhou had arranged for Qiu Meng was the complete opposite of the Star Hands Music Academy. Even at night, it slowed down the fast paced city.

Even though there was an air conditioner on, and Song Qinghuan had her hands on her head and her arms against the window, Xu Ningzhou covered Song Qinghuan with his coat as his gaze traced out Song Qinghuan's facial features.

Xu Ningzhou remembered that he had seen Song Qinghuan's facial features analyzed by a blogger on the internet. That person had said that Song Qinghuan, who was born with a smile, had an affinity with others, but she had a pair of peach blossom eyes.

This person usually had a smile on his face, but when he was asleep, he didn't seem like someone who liked to laugh. It was as if this was the real side of Song Qinghuan and that smile was the mask she wore.

The real Song Qinghuan was a cold person. There was an invisible barrier around her that prevented people from getting close to her. This was also the reason why Xu Ningzhou felt that Song Qinghuan was like a rabbit.

She wasn't as sticky as a kitten. The tempting white rabbit looked harmless, but she was aggressive, independent, and assertive.

Xu Ningzhou had initially liked Song Qinghuan, but now he could no longer avoid the obsession. He wanted to take her for himself.

Waiting until the red light turned green, the driver started the car and steadily drove forward. He didn't go to Xing Han Music Academy, nor did he return to Xu Ningzhou's villa. Instead, he went to Xu Ningzhou's apartment in the center of the city.

As the car entered the district, Xu Ningzhou carried the sleeping Princess Song Qinghuan back to his apartment. The petite person in his embrace was still covered by his coat and their auras were mixed together. This made Xu Ningzhou's uneasy mood finally ease up a lot.

After putting him on the bed, Xu Ningzhou half-squatted down to take off his shoes. After thinking for a while, he helped Song Qinghuan take off her jacket, and Song Qinghuan who was lying on the soft bed rolled up her blanket and bundled herself up into a ball.

Xu Ningzhou came out of the washroom with a warm towel in his hand. He sat on the side and patiently wiped Song Qinghuan's face, then also wiped her hands clean. He actually didn't wake her up even after going back and forth several times.

If one did not look carefully, it would be impossible to find this scar. Xu Ningzhou still remembered the time when he had picked up Little Qinghuan in that abandoned factory building. At that time, Little Fairy was just like a little kitten.

It was like a fairy maiden from the TV series of that era who had accidentally fallen into the mundane world. He had picked her up and she was his.

Afterwards, at the birthday banquet, the two of them had competed against each other, witnessing the war between her and her mother and sister. Because he had been misled into recognizing the wrong person, at that time Xu Ningzhou only felt that this little girl was truly domineering.

Later on, it was him who got beaten up. That time, it could be classified as the dark history of Xu Ningzhou's smooth sailing life.

As they got to know each other, the more surprises Song Qinghuan brought him, she was a person with a clear goal. At the age of eighteen, when people of the same age were still living in the ivory tower, she had already planned out her future and carried it out step by step.

She knew what she wanted. She wouldn't be lost in Vanity Fair.

However, the more she displayed such a strong and strong side, the more Xu Ningzhou's heart ached. She clearly had parents and siblings, but she had been ostracized from a young age, so he couldn't help but want to get close to Song Qinghuan and be good to her.

However, Song Qinghuan's vigilance was too strong. He knew that he couldn't rush it and could only wait for the right time to witness it.

"Good night. Have a good dream." The soft touch gently fell on the pink coloured scar on Song Qinghuan's forehead. Xu Ningzhou left the master bedroom and went to the second bedroom by himself. He did not notice that when he opened the door to the second bedroom, Song Qinghuan, who should have been asleep, opened her eyes.

She once again stretched out her hand to look at her palm, then touched the spot where she had been kissed just now. She felt that it was very cold here, as if it was still resting on that light kiss from Xu Ningzhou. Finally, she rolled up her blanket and closed her eyes comfortably.

Xu Ningzhou was extremely efficient. The next morning, he had already prepared two contracts.

One was for Song Qinghuan, one was for Qiu Meng.

Song Qinghuan was awoken by the fragrance of the fried eggs. She rubbed her eyes and was still in a daze when she looked at the unfamiliar bedroom. When she patted her head, she finally remembered that this was Xu Ningzhou's bedroom.

This cunning man didn't send her back to school last night. Instead, he brought her to his apartment.

In the kitchen, Xu Ningzhou wore a black shirt on his upper body and identical slacks on his lower body. He rolled up his sleeves as he placed the fried eggs onto a plate.

That person went against the light, and the sunlight shone through the window, coating Xu Ningzhou with a layer of dazzling light. At that moment, Song Qinghuan saw the 'Rainbow' that was long late.