The news Fu Ling brought back was not very good.
He had found the overseas account that was used to transfer money to the murderer. The account holder was an Arican, but his wife was Chinese. Her na was Xu Wanping. Fu Ling started investigating Xu Wanping and eventually found out that when she was in China, she had worked as Tian Bingkang's secretary for a period of ti.
But from the information available, Xu Wanping had not had any contact with China since moving overseas seven years ago, let alone Tian Bingkang.
Even if he showed the police this transfer record, it could not serve as evidence of the Tian family's and Cheng family's involvent in this matter. Besides, the account holder himself was an Arican, and transnational cases were difficult to handle to begin with. The other party had covered their tracks seamlessly. Fu Ling had tried every ans possible to uncover this account.
Without evidence, and with the murderer stubbornly claiming it was a personal feud, they could not punish the Tian family through legal ans even if they knew it was their dirty work.
But this was not where Song Jinxing's anger lay.
Even if he could not uphold justice through legal ans, he had a hundred ways to tornt the Tian and Cheng families.
What angered him was that he had warned them before and "broken" Tian's two arms as punishnt. But they had still ignored his warning and even intensified their actions by sending an assassin.
They thought Zhong Ruanxing was weak and would not go to great lengths over a female celebrity, damaging cooperation with the Cheng family and Song's own interests.
If not for this body swap, Zhong Ruanxing would still have t Cheng Yaowen and been pestered by him, and still threatened by Cheng's mother.
With her personality, she would have rendered Cheng's mother speechless. This would only deepen Cheng mother's hatred towards her. It was very likely she would still be hard by them around this ti.
Without the body swap, she might have really died from this assassination attempt. Even if she narrowly survived, no one would have investigated the real mastermind behind it.
With their first attempt unsuccessful, the Tian family might try again. She would be in danger for a long ti without knowing it herself.
Just thinking about all this made Song Jinxing want to kill Cheng Yaowen.
After reporting the situation, Fu Ling observed his boss's expression and involuntarily shuddered, silently mourning for the Cheng family in his heart: "Boss, what should we do now?"
Song Jinxing's expression was very gloomy: "Investigate Yurong Real Estate's financial situation and project status over the past decade, Cheng Zhiqian and Cheng Yaowen's social relations, leave no stone unturned and find everything."
Business warfare!
Real business warfare was about to begin!
Fu Ling's spirit was invigorated: "Yes!"
When he returned to the ward, except for a slightly darkened gaze, no other traces could be seen on his face.
Seeing him co in, Zhong Ruanxing happily said, "Director He told about letting play Cang Lingxue. I agreed. I should thank you for playing Yao Qiansi so well, which gave this opportunity!"
Seeing her so happy, his disturbed mood beca calm again. Song Jinxing walked to the bedside and sat down, picking up an apple to peel: "He ntioned it to before. I was worried I couldn't play it well so I didn't agree imdiately. Now that we've switched, it works out perfectly."
Playing the innocent and cheerful Cang Lingxue, she would definitely be more well-liked than the role of Yao Qiansi. With one person playing two similar roles in acting skills and looks, there would be no concern about Cang Lingxue's lilight being stolen by Yao Qiansi.
This was also why Director He Jing and Lin Fuchao insisted on having Zhong Ruanxing play both roles. After all, the focus of the drama was still on Cang Lingxue, whose character design was more politically correct.
Song Jinxing handed her the peeled apple, but Zhong Ruanxing said, "I don't like eating apples."
He raised his eyebrows slightly but said nothing. He selected a peach from the fruit basket instead: "Do you eat peaches?"
Zhong Ruanxing: "Yes!"
So he continued peeling the peach. His lowered brows and eyes looked extrely gentle.
Zhong Ruanxing asked, "I'll be discharged tomorrow. You should go back to Beijing, right?"
Song Jinxing wrapped the peeled peach in a disposable glove and said, "Hold out your hand."
Zhong Ruanxing held out her hand. He placed the peach in her hand through the glove so she could happily eat the peach without getting her hands sticky.
Song Jinxing ate the apple she didn't want: "My flight is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon."
Zhong Ruanxing felt relieved but couldn't help feeling down about the impending separation. Deep down, she even started planning how to finish shooting as quickly as possible so she could go back to Beijing and see him.
No wonder people say, "Without a man in your heart, you can naturally wield the sword. The first page of the sword manual is to forget the man in your heart." When there's a man in your heart, your emotions really do beco unstable!
She had never been in love before and didn't realize she was such a lovesick fool!
How could she achieve anything like this!
Zhong Ruanxing's expression tightened as she hurriedly caught all those chaotic thoughts and locked them away, instructing herself sternly, "It's ti for him to go back. When he goes back, he should work hard and live well! Rember to bring gifts when visiting Grandpa and Grandma, and be nicer to A Ling."
Song Jinxing gazed at her deeply for a long ti before nodding in agreent.
Early the next morning, Zhong Ruanxing completed the discharge procedures. The crew sent a representative with flowers to congratulate her on leaving the hospital. A handso face belonging to Yu Liang peeked out from behind the huge bouquet.
In the past month, Zhong Ruanxing had read no small amount of fanfiction in her superforum, which wasn't her fault. The fanfiction authors wrote such great stories! Also, at that ti she was in Song Jinxing's body, so reading those sweet fanfictions felt no different from others.
Now seeing the male lead of those fanfictions, Zhong Ruanxing was extrely enthusiastic: "Thank you, Yu Liang!"
Yu Liang had grown used to Zhong Ruanxing's aloofness these past days. He now felt imnsely favored. But he soon rembered that when they were filming Last Night's Drunken Peach Blossoms together last year, Zhong Ruanxing had been warm and enthusiastic.
After not seeing each other for a year, she had beco distant. Now that they had interacted for a while again, Sister Ruanxing was finally becoming warm towards him again.
Yu Liang was also very happy: "Sister Ruanxing, congratulations on your discharge. Director He prepared a celebratory feast for you. Will you freshen up at the hotel first before coming over, or should I bring you directly there now?"
Zhong Ruanxing readily said, "I'll go back to the hotel for a shower first then co find you guys. Send the address."
After making plans with Yu Liang, Song Jinxing sent her back to the hotel.
The room he had previously stayed in was still reserved for him, everything left as it was, filled with traces of his life. No matter where this man went, he always made his surroundings cold and empty.
Zhong Ruanxing couldn't help asking, "When you go ho, can you not throw away the things I bought?"
She had carefully chosen those items. Although completely at odds with his aesthetic taste, she felt that if he lived in that kind of environnt occasionally, he might feel a little warmth.
Thinking of the place she had turned into a ho, the lancholy from their impending separation finally dissipated. Song Jinxing's lips curved up: "Okay."
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