Madam is a Superstar

Song Qing was brought up by the little old lady, and may not be affected much in other aspects.

But it can be said that the influence he received in protecting his shortcomings has been revealed. His beautiful and seductive face has a frown between his brows.

He stretched out his hand to rub the back of Bai Cha's neck, and pushed the man with his drooped head until his back was straight.

"Sister Qingqing..."

Bai Cha hugged the empty drink cup, and the corners of his eyes turned red, looking like a little white rabbit being bullied outside.

"Am I so bad..."

As he spoke, he fell into self-doubt, and his baby face drooped listlessly.

"fart."

A sharp and cold voice suddenly sounded above the head, and Bai Cha suddenly raised his head,

The two horses followed the gust of wind blowing in the pasture and looked at Song Qing in a daze. What did Sister Qingqing just say?

Song Qing raised her eyebrows and stretched out her hand instead of massaging it to drag Bai Cha's chin. The dazzling tear mole at the end of her eye was full of coquettishness.

"What are you thinking about in your head? What's wrong with you? A girl in her early twenties,

You can make a lot of serious money by your own ability, you need a house, a car, a car, a lot of savings,

You can also support your parents and help your family. How many people want such a life and how many can achieve it?

Just now, you still feel that you are inferior. After a few relationships, you feel that you are inferior? "

Even in Dayuan, the routine of parents ordering matchmakers and talking to matchmakers has gradually been eliminated.

What's more, in this different world, anyone who doesn't want to fall in love can just have a happy ending.

But how many people can be so lucky? The person in the beginning is the right person.

"But, but..."

White Tea's thick, curled eyelashes blinked, still stained with a few crystal clear teardrops.

It just fell like this. She knew that Sister Qingqing was right, but she still wanted to cry.

"No, but Bai Cha, you are very good. There is no need to doubt yourself just because of the few harsh words from others with prejudiced eyes.

Your relationship with Xiaobai is not a relationship with his sister. Xiaobai is twenty-seven this year. You have to believe that he can handle the relationship well.

If he didn't go or couldn't handle it and waited for you to explain and compromise alone, then he doesn't deserve your unhappiness. "

Song Qing picked up the lime ice drink at hand and took a sip without any intention of speaking again.

Donor Huo has done a good job at this point. It is impossible for everyone in the Huo family to like her.

For example, Huo Ran didn't like her at first, but Huo Donor never made her feel embarrassed to step down.

You are an adult, not an inexperienced child. If you cannot even do the most basic thing of protecting your lover,

Then end it as soon as possible. If you can't fall in love, let alone expect to get married, no matter whether you are a man or a woman.

There were not many people at the racecourse at this time, and the surrounding area was quite quiet. The reddish-brown foal lowered its head and occasionally nibbled on the grass.

Bai Cha held the cup and calmed down for a while, took a deep breath, then made up his mind and hummed,

"Okay, at worst, I'll be broken up and sad for a while."

But she still couldn't bear to be obedient, alas...

People who have seriously liked people don't give up easily. As someone who has been there,

Song Qing knew this very well, thinking that after returning to Dayuan, she and the dog man would have to draw a clear line again.

His eyes flashed slightly, a fleeting dim and subtle light could not help but flicker, and the fingertips holding the straw tightened,

Well, it’s better to hold on to the cornstarch dumplings. It’s good to have a soft and waxy little pink cotton-padded jacket by your side if you don’t have a man.

When the two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, the sound of rapid horse hooves sounded in their ears from far to near.

Song Qing's eyebrows gradually relaxed and he raised his eyes. A tall horse with shiny black hair and red eyes was charging uncontrollably.

Running like crazy towards the rest area, the body often reacts to danger faster than the brain.

"peng——"

The loud noise of the obstacles being trampled and falling to the ground, and the mournful neighing of the horses ringing in the ears.

Bai Cha, who was thrown out of the safe area by a strong force, held the glass and stared at everything in front of him.

A gust of hot wind blew across my face, I suddenly woke up, threw away my cup and rushed to the rest area.

"Sister Qingqing!"

"Don't come over, I'm fine."

Song Qing's eyes retracted from the black horse that had fallen to the ground completely lifeless, and looked at Bai Cha who was running over and gently stopped him.

Scarlet hot blood gurgled from the horse's neck, and the strong bloody smell spread under the bright sunlight, which was particularly pungent.

"Sister Qingqing, your hand is bleeding and does your face hurt? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'll call 120 and the ambulance will be here soon.

Oh, I'm sorry, sister Qingqing, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have called you to ask you to come over..."

White Tea frightened Xue Xue to the point of confusion. He hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed the emergency number. His fingers were trembling with fear.

Song Qing tried his best to ignore the warm and sticky blood and the discomfort it caused on his face and hands.

"No need for white tea, I'm not injured, this is not my blood, it's all the horse's."

"Really?"

Bai Cha raised his head and stared closely at Song Qing's eyes. His fingertips resting on the phone screen were still trembling uncontrollably, and his voice was almost choked.

"Really, don't be afraid, don't call the ambulance, just call the police."

Song Qing glanced directly at the two of them, and several racecourse staff who ran over anxiously,

Projecting behind everyone, the blond and blue-eyed middle-aged man on the horse,

He was an acquaintance, Lin Fanghua's lover Wei Lin, and was a hot search on Weibo. It was difficult for her not to think too much about this matter today.

"Mrs. Huo, are you and your friends okay?"

The one who spoke was one of the racecourse staff, whose face was ugly. He glanced at the dark horse lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

Looking at Song Qing and Bai Cha, who were standing intact, they felt relieved. Their faces were green and white, with the paleness of those who had survived the disaster.

Before several racecourse staff ran over, several waiters in the service lounge ran out first.

However, because they are usually only responsible for simple tasks and have no direct contact with internal affairs, everyone stands aside at a loss.

"Do you know what the consequences would be today if I hadn't avoided it just now?"

Song Qing didn't answer the question. He took the towel Bai Cha pulled from the dumb waiter's hands and wiped his hands stained with sticky blood little by little.

Her tone was calm, as if she was not the one who had just experienced a critical moment of life and death.

The person in charge's face turned pale, and chills ran through his body. Of course he knew what the consequences would be, and he was afraid because he knew.

"Mrs. Huo, what just happened was indeed our mistake. We are willing to bear the compensation and meet all the conditions you have put forward. We are really sorry. We did not expect this to happen."

"Mistake?"

Song Qing casually hung the bloody towel on the round table that collapsed due to the excessive impact.

Because of the staff's remarks, a pair of beautiful eyes appeared with half-smiling interest. They looked at the horse and pulled the reins to stop but made no intention of turning over.

Welin looked down on the ants with a condescending attitude, and was full of meaning when watching the show. There was a sharp coldness under the interest in his eyes.