Song Xueqin scowled, "Try it!"
"Oh, okay..."
Huohuo prayed in her heart that the call wouldn’t go through, feeling that if it did, sothing big would happen!
Perhaps Heaven heard her prayers, as it truly didn’t connect—
"I can’t get through, really can’t get through."
Huohuo pretended to look very helpless, but she was overjoyed inside. Truly, Heaven rewards the diligent.
The journalist appeared troubled, "Auntie, can I leave now? I’m really just a small intern..."
Song Xueqin, who was not unreasonable, frowned and said, "Don’t co for secret shots next ti, or don’t bla for being rude. You can go!"
"Mm, mm, mm—"
Imdiately, the journalist turned and left, running as if terrified.
After Song Xueqin and Huohuo turned to leave, a journalist hiding behind an obstacle suddenly erged.
At this mont, an elegant woman walked over from a distance. She approached the "journalist" and said with a smile, "Not bad! Didn’t expect the esteed Miss Qiao to have a talent for acting, top-notch performance! If you enter the entertainnt industry, you’ll definitely beco popular..."
Qiao Yu, changing from her previous trembling deanor, held her chin high like the proudest swan, "I don’t care for that third-rate place called the entertainnt industry."
Then she furrowed her brow, "I am sure I’ve seen that woman sowhere... but can’t rember where?"
Su ngni curiously moved closer and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
"Nosy, hurry up and leave, or do you want to be discovered?"
Su ngni imdiately responded, "Oh, okay."
For the past month, Qiao Yu had been stalking Song Xueqin, Song’s mother.
Previously, she hadn’t gained any insights; finally, a few days ago, she learned sothing about her — she hates and despises high society.
Ha!
As expected, just as she anticipated, her daughter marrying Xiao Jinghuai hadn’t even been ntioned to her—
Such a great obstacle laid here; how could Qiao Yu not use it?
...
anwhile, Song Song was sitting on the bus back to Qingcheng City, unable to get a signal, she could only play offline gas to pass the ti.
Unexpectedly, the new offline ga was addictive, once she started, she didn’t want to stop, she felt so excited she didn’t seem to need rest.
"Ticket checking—"
"Ticket checking—"
"Quickly prepare your tickets, it’s ti for ticket checking—"
"..."
Song Song was at a critical point in the ga, raising her eyes to see the conductor coming closer, she decisively exited the ga and stood up to take the ticket from her bag.
But who knew, the bag that was supposed to be perfectly placed there was gone...
By this ti, the conductor was already in front of her, reaching out and asking, "Girl, let see your ticket."
"I’m, I’m looking for it, please wait a mont."
The conductor glanced at Song Song and said, "Look carefully, don’t try anything funny, I’ll check other passengers first. If I co back and you still haven’t found it, you’ll have to get off the bus!"
Song Song had never seen such a domineering conductor, why not just buy another ticket if she hadn’t found it?
But in the current situation, it seed she not only lost her ticket but also her luggage.
Forget about the clothes, but there were farewell gifts from the children inside—
Song Song started to panic, sweat continuously dripping from her forehead, and nothing was found when the conductor returned.
She said, "My luggage was stolen, there must be a thief on this bus."
At this mont, the conductor’s eyes flared with anger, pulling Song Song along and shouting, "Not only did you avoid the fare, but you dare say there’s a thief on our bus? Get off!"
The conductor had an astonishing amount of strength, and Song Song was easily thrown off the bus...
Late at night, she stood alone on a gravel road in the wilderness.
She looked around, and in the darkness, it seed like countless beasts were rushing toward her from all directions—
"Ah—"
"Don’t, don’t leave here, don’t—"
Her mory suddenly returned to seven years ago!
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