Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 30 Meeting you in the deepest snowy night

Everyone looked at Xia Ling. Chu Chen had a slightly surprised expression on his face. He didn't expect that a little follower of hers would be so popular with Wei Shaoyin.

Xia Ling said without hesitation: "Money."

Wei Shaoyin despises: "Come out."

Xia Ling is not angry. It is true that he is a rich person himself, but he must understand the situation of others. She still owes the company a large sum of money. It would be great to pay off the debt quickly and leave the entertainment industry.

However, Wei Shaoyin obviously didn’t think so.

 He ​​pointed at her to Chu Chen: "Prepare something for her, it's up to you, except -" he smiled, showing his thin white teeth, "money."

 …Wei Shaoyin is really a bad person.

Xia Ling looked downcast and turned away from him. She didn't lack anything except money, really.

Chu Chen nodded in agreement and left with Xia Yu.

Wei Shaoyin turned around and lectured Xia Ling: "The most valuable thing is money. You actually want money?"

Xia Ling simply didn’t want to pay attention to him.

At the door, Chu Chen paused for a moment while closing the door, then looked back at them one more time, thoughtfully.

Xia Ling didn't bother to guess what he was thinking, so she poked a lemon slice and sulked.

Wei Shaoyin raised her wrist to check the time: "It's the final curtain call soon, and I have to go to the studio. You pick up your things and wait for me outside. I'll drive to pick you up later."

 This man likes to drive his own sports car and doesn't even hire a driver.

Xia Lingyou was unhappy and secretly slandered him for being a mysophobic and stingy person.

He was unaware of her resentment and left on his own, leaving her alone in the empty dressing room. She turned around in a circle, put on her coat resignedly, took all the odds and ends with her, and turned around to go out.

 The back entrance of the TV station is very quiet, surrounded by a vast courtyard, and there is no worry about intrusion from fans. It is very close to the garage and is where celebrities return from recording their shows. There is a very beautiful green belt and the environment is elegant and secluded.

Xia Ling came out early, there was no one around, and the midnight wind blew on her body, bringing a slight chill.

Snowing…

She raised her head and looked at the falling snowflakes in the night sky.

 Under the hazy European street lamp, the light and soft white ones are like angel feathers, creating a beautiful halo of light as they fall. She raised her face, gently raised her hand, touched them with her fingertips, and watched them slowly melt away, condensing into a small drop of water that seemed to be flowing.

In her last life, she loved this game. As long as she turned her fingers a little, she could see the crystal clear world.

Pei Ziheng always laughed at her like a child. He was afraid that she would freeze, so he would hug her from behind, cover her hand with a dry and warm palm, and gently pull her back into his arms. At that time, she never felt cold and thought he was nosy, so she clamored to get away. Sometimes he would let her act a little bit, but sometimes he wouldn't let her go and would just say, "Xiao Ling, be good." ,obedient.

Now that I think about it, whatever she does or doesn't do, every move she makes, may never be out of his control.

Xia Ling retracted her hand with some regret, and her soft eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids. After dying once, I got the freedom I had longed for, but that person was not behind me either. The night wind mixed with snowflakes blew against her body, and she couldn't help but shiver, and she wrapped herself in a thin coat.

Turning around to leave, inadvertently, she saw a tall figure standing at the foot of the steps, with a black Rolls-Royce leaning behind him, looking at her silently.

 For a moment, her breath was suffocated for half a beat.

That’s... Pei Ziheng.

She couldn't move, so she could only look at him involuntarily. At that moment, it was as if the whole world had faded away, and only his face was so clear, and every line affected her heartbeat and breathing.

 The heavy snow fell between the two of them.

He was thinner than before, but his face was more handsome and majestic. A wrinkle between his eyebrows was as deep as a knife, which actually made her have the urge to go forward and smooth it out. Xia Ling secretly clenched her fists and dug her nails into her palms. The sharp pain made her consciousness regain some clarity.

He was wearing an elegant black coat and a long smoky gray scarf casually draped over him, with a cigarette **** half-burned between his fingers.

  She remembered that he did not smoke before.

 My nose is a little sore, and somewhere deep in my heart, there is a bleeding pain.

She had paid the price of her life to escape from him and warned herself over and over again not to think about him. However, today, when he appeared in front of her alive, she found in despair that she still loved him deeply. .

　　How terrible.

Xia Ling was frightened by herself and wanted to turn around and leave, but the soles of her feet seemed to have roots.

A driver got out of the car and opened an umbrella for him, but he ignored it and still looked at her silently, his eyes dark and indifferent to emotion.

 The driver whispered something to him.

 He put out the cigarette **** with one hand and took what the driver handed him.

Not far away, a familiar voice came: "Brother Ziheng."

 She knew it was Xia Yu without turning her head. She watched quietly as Xia Yu stepped forward lightly and looked up at Pei Ziheng from the side of the car. Her palm-sized face was full of joy and innocence: "Brother Ziheng, are you here to pick me up?"

Pei Ziheng finally looked away from Xia Ling, lowered his head, and slowly wrapped the things in his hands around Xia Yu's neck. Only then did Xia Ling realize that it was a scarf with exquisite workmanship and a familiar style. It was a brand she was used to.

　　How many times had he been so gentle to her, but now, it was Xia Yu.

Icy snowflakes fell on my face, and a biting chill invaded my body. Xia Ling took a step back into the shadow under the streetlight, lowered her eyes and thought, maybe, she should go directly to the garage to wait for Wei Shaoyin.

However, before she could take action, Wei Shao's clear voice came from the front: "Xiao Ling!"

Before she could react, over there, Pei Ziheng, who was about to get into the car, suddenly turned his head, and his sharp eyes like a falcon were staring at her again, as if they were going to burn a hole in her body.

An almost instinctive fear hit her heart, and the past events came back to her, and she suddenly recalled what kind of devil the man in front of her was... Her body became cold a little, and every cell was screaming in pain. It was strange, it was obvious that he had already Although he has changed his body, those horrific marks seem to have been engraved deep into his soul, and every detail is so vivid.

Xia Ling couldn't help but ask herself, do you really still love this person, such a devil...?

 The body is shaky and almost unsteady.

Wei Shaoyin raised her voice again: "Xiao Ling!"

 When she came back to her senses, she saw that Pei Ziheng's eyes became more intense, and she couldn't help but secretly cursed Wei Shaoyin for being such a bad teammate. I thought seriously for two seconds about whether to change my name when I went back, then thought to myself that Pei Ziheng had already heard it anyway, and it was too late to change it now...

 Turning to look at Wei Shaoyin, she found him sitting in the driver's seat of the Ferrari, rolling down the window and greeting her impatiently.

That luxurious and arrogant car was parked behind Pei Ziheng's Rolls-Royce.

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 (End of this chapter)