Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 31 Another gift that has to be accepted

  She took a deep breath to encourage herself. Isn't it just ten meters away? Xia Ling, come on, walk over.

After a long time of mental construction, Wei Shaoyin was extremely impatient: "Are you going to get up? Hurry up, we have to compose new songs tomorrow."

Pei Ziheng was still staring at her, the corners of his coat fluttering silently in the wind and snow.

She saw that he remained motionless and could only comfort herself by thinking that there was no way he could recognize her with this unrecognizable skin. Then, he finally calmed down and walked slowly towards the car.

 Pass by.

 The bitter smell of smoke lingered on his body, even in such a heavy snowstorm.

Within reach, he spoke in a low voice: "You..."

 She staggered, her body shaking uncontrollably. At this moment, I had so many mixed feelings that I could hardly help but shed tears.

However, in the end, he just quickened his pace and left as if running away.

After getting into Wei Shaoyin's car, Xia Ling was in a daze. She buckled her seat belt several times with trembling hands before fastening it. He looked up and saw Pei Ziheng still standing silently holding the car door. The wind and snow were blowing on him, but he seemed not to notice it.

Wei Shaoyin started the sports car.

Driving far away, he suddenly asked: "Do you know Pei Ziheng?"

 Xia Ling did not make a sound.

 The heating in the carriage is as warm as spring, and the music is soft, echoing in the quiet space. Her cold and stiff body gradually regained its strength, and once she relaxed, she felt endlessly tired.

Wei Shaoyin’s clean and white hands were on the steering wheel, and she drove the car without looking away. “The way he looked at you just now, it was as if you owed him hundreds of millions.”

 She smiled bitterly, and finally had the strength to reply: "Do you think I can afford it?"

He also laughed: "That's right. You only owe the company a few million, so you're so nervous. If you really owe Pei Ziheng hundreds of millions, you might as well just jump off the building."

She would rather just owe Pei Ziheng several hundred million. That would be great, and one day she would be able to pay off her money and goods. But what does it matter now? Even death can't expel that man from her world. What should she do to completely let go?

Wei Shaoyin made the music softer, but the words he asked were sharp: "Do you know him or not?"

"Mr. Wei," she closed her eyes slightly and whispered, "Ye Xingling is just a young trainee of Tianyi. How can she know the emperor's high-ranking boss?"

"I told you that you can call me Awei, but why don't you listen?" Wei Shaoyin complained. Seeing that she didn't respond, she added, "I think so, but the way he looks at you...is not innocent."

“Bosses are all perverts.” She said coldly, “Who knows what they are thinking.”

Wei Shaoyin glanced at her keenly: "Has our boss offended you too?"

  Sometimes, I have to say, this person’s intuition is really frighteningly accurate.

Xia Ling turned to look out the car window and said dullly, "No."

You can't tell him that Li Lei wants to support her.

I can't help but have a headache. What kind of mess is all this? When she thought about Li Lei's words about waiting for her to change her mind, her mood suddenly became a little worse. In this life, she just wants to live an ordinary life. She doesn't want to have anything to do with these big shots, and she can't afford to serve them.

 In the following days, Xia Ling felt depressed and depressed.

Wei Shaoyin's recording studio was so busy that Xia Ling was distracted and made several mistakes. He scolded her so much that she almost packed up and threw her back to the training camp.

This day finally came to an end, she finished work early and walked alone on the street.

The winter sun is clear, pedestrians are scattered, and the most popular songs of the season are heard in the small shops on the roadside.

As she walked around the corner of the street, a magnificent Audi parked in front of her. Xia Ling looked up and saw a man getting out of the car. He was wearing a long black windbreaker and took off his sunglasses—hehe, an old acquaintance, Chu Chen.

 She stopped and looked at him quietly. He handed over a business card: "Miss Ye, do you still remember me?"

"I know, the emperor's Chu Chen, I met him at the year-end ceremony." She said calmly, without taking his business card.

 He was not angry and retracted his hand naturally, as if the embarrassment just now had never happened. Looking down at her, his tone was businesslike: "Shall we find a place to talk? The emperor has prepared a small gift for you."

It turns out that the bribe that Wei Shaoyin extorted for her arrived.

She turned around and looked around, then pointed to a roadside cafe: "That's right there."

Chu Chen nodded and went in with her.

There were very few people in the coffee shop, so Xia Ling chose a seat by the window and sat down. A waiter came up and asked them what they wanted. Chu Chen ordered a Blue Mountain coffee, and Xia Ling said, "Warm water, thank you."

Chu Chen looked at her carefully.

 “You look very much like an old friend I know.” He said suddenly.

Xia Ling was startled, but remained calm on the surface: "Oh?"

“She is also like no one else, she likes the window seat in the coffee shop, and is used to drinking warm water.” Chu Chen’s tone was actually a bit nostalgic and sad.

  She sneered: "The great manager Daqing Chu came to see me today for nostalgia?"

He seemed to be stung by her meanness, his face darkened, he looked at her for a few more seconds, and sneered: "Looking for nostalgia with you? Ye Xingling, you think too highly of yourself - how can someone like you compare to her millionaires?" One percent?”

　　It was definitely a sign of good manners on her part that she didn’t splash him with water.

In this life, she is more tolerant than before. If it were Xia Ling in her previous life, she would never give up until she was ruined by someone who had betrayed her and pushed her to a desperate situation.

 He was the one who betrayed her first. Now, what qualifications do he have to pretend to recall her?

Xia Ling clenched the glass in her hand and then loosened it, suppressing her anger: "Let's get down to business."

Chu Chen pushed over a piece of paper: "You have a sister named Ye Xingfei, right? She has been hospitalized. We have contacted your parents and transferred her to the best hospital in the city, the intensive care unit. All expenses will be borne by the emperor. bear."

She was stunned and looked down at the paper he pushed over.

It was a transfer notice with the names of the Ye family’s parents signed in black and white.

Xia Ling said: "No one told me."

Chu Chen clasped his fingers: "I asked them not to say anything yet. I planned to give you a surprise today."

surprise? Scary enough.

She knew Feifei's condition very well. The doctor said that she would probably not be able to wake up for the rest of her life, which meant that she would stay in the hospital in a vegetative state for the rest of her life. Feifei is still young, and there are still many decades to come, and all medical care expenses will be consumed for a long time. This is not a matter of a day or two...it is a bottomless pit.

This matter is not only very costly, but also very troublesome and a constant trouble.

How could the emperor be so generous for hush money for a public relations event?

Hide it from her and get everything done first.

Xia Ling's first thought was to transfer Feifei back to the original hospital. Although the conditions were a little worse, she used the money she borrowed from Tianyi, so it was clean and safe. However, she and Feifei are half-sisters, and her stepmother does not like her and only loves her biological daughter Feifei. Now that her transfer to a luxury hospital was a fait accompli, even if Xia Ling wanted to transfer her back, her stepmother would definitely not agree.

With a faint uneasiness rising in her heart, she took a sip of water and asked slowly: "Is this the only thing?"

Chuchen smiled: "You are very smart."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to push something over, a beautifully packaged long box, which was worth a lot at first glance.

 (End of this chapter)