Chapter 103

The news spread quickly, and even AE received the news.

Joan, the person in charge of AE, rushed to the Time headquarters immediately and went straight to Shengzhi's office upstairs.

The office door was pushed open, but the secretary failed to stop him, "Joan, you can't come in without an appointment..."

Sheng Zhi heard the movement, and turned to see Joan with an angry face at the door. Knowing that she also knew about Chi Zhoubai, she turned to look at the secretary, and said solemnly, "Go out first."

Secretary: "Yes."

Joan came in and saw that Chi Zhoubai was also there, she walked over and asked her, "miss Chi, is the Internet thing true?"

Chi Zhoubai lowered his eyes and did not speak, expressing his acquiescence.

Sheng Zhi also persuaded him, sincerely apologized and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely handle it in time, and give you and AE a satisfactory answer."

Joan looked at Chi Zhoubai and said indifferently: "No need, AE is a big brand, you are not allowed to cheat like this once or twice, and the filming is suspended!"

Before Sheng Zhi could persuade any further, Joan took someone out of the office.

Yan Shulei was standing outside, and when she saw Joan coming out angrily from inside, she glanced sideways at Shengzhi's face, and then glanced at Chi Zhoubai who was standing next to her. Seeing this posture, she knew that the conversation had collapsed.

Chi Zhoubai's AE magazine is probably lost.

Chi Zhoubai's face was heavy, and he said lightly, "Everything is borne by me."

Sheng Zhi was furious and laughed angrily: "You bear it? Chi Zhoubai, don't say that you haven't officially made a comeback yet. Even if you come back, you won't be able to afford the astronomical liquidated damages! Song's side will ask for this matter. Pay all your losses!"

After Sheng Zhi finished speaking, he slammed the door and left the office.

Yan Shulei stood in the corridor, she hooked her lips at a glance, but did not step forward to say anything.

Now, all the artists of the time know that Chi Zhoubai's magazine is about to go to waste.

In the middle of the night at Jiangcheng Hospital, Song Ling also received a call. It was Ji Mingshu who called. People from AE and Shishi called Song's, and the matter had already exploded.

In that photo, it was not actually Song Ling, but the person on the side was Shen Zhao.

But Shen Zhao could recognize it, it was the garden where the charity auction was held four years ago. She held the phone, her fingers trembled slightly, and asked her angrily, "You did it, didn't you?"

Song Ling frowned, unable to believe that Shen Zhao suspected her, she blurted out denial: "It's not me!"

Shen Zhao stared at Song Ling's eyes, there was a moment of panic in those eyes, she didn't know who to believe, but the person most affected by this incident was Chi Zhoubai.

Song Ling walked towards her, stared into her eyes with disbelief in her eyes, and asked her, "You don't believe me?"

Shen Zhao stared at her dark eyes, and said nothing for a long time, she couldn't understand the person in front of her.

Four years ago, she had clearly used Sier's means, and together with the Aurora trip to Russia, she had designed one after another trap, using everything she could, just to achieve her own goals.

But now, why didn't she use the same means to deal with Chi Zhoubai?

"I don't know." Shen Zhao lowered her eyes lightly, her long eyelashes covered the look in her eyes, with a faint trace of guilt.

Song Ling's eyes dimmed slightly, revealing a touch of loneliness.

Yeah, she doesn't believe her anymore...

Song Ling tried her best to raise her eyes, and there was a lonely injury in her eyes. She said firmly to her: "Azhao, I don't deny what I did in the past, but this time, I tell you, I didn't."

Shen Zhao pursed his lips, lowered his long eyes, and did not speak.

Pulling out the infusion in his hand, Shen Zhao lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed and leave.

Song Ling grabbed her, frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

"go back."

"Don't go!" Song Ling clasped her wrist tightly, not letting anyone leave.

Shen Zhao was anxious, struggling and said, "But things always have to be resolved, right?"

Song Ling tried hard to calm down, grabbed her wrist and didn't let go, and finally compromised and said, "You stay here, I'll deal with it."

She pulled her back to the bed again, and called the nurse to reinsert the needle for her.

There was a swelling on the back of her hand because she had just pulled out the needle in a hurry. Song Ling held her hand down to prevent her from moving.

Seeing the worried look on her face, Song Ling said lightly, "You just care about her that much, don't you?"

Shen Zhao raised his eyes to look at her, stunned for a moment, then gradually retracted his gaze, without answering her words.

As if seeing through Shen Zhao's expression, Song Ling's eyes kept staring at her face, with a certain tone in her tone, she said, "You are not together at all, are you?"

She knows that everything is just Chi Zhoubai's wishful thinking. In the past four years, she has never forgotten her. She loves her. The so-called open relationship is just mad at herself.

As if someone had debunked the lie, Shen Zhao subconsciously became annoyed and bluntly said, "What does that have to do with you?"

She was about to struggle again, Song Ling grabbed her wrist, held her down, and frowned slightly: "Don't move."

Shen Zhao retracted his gaze and did not look at her. He sat there alone with his head bowed and sullen. For a while, the room was quiet and no one spoke again.

"I'll take you out of the hospital when it's dawn tomorrow." Song Ling said suddenly.

Shen Zhao was stunned and looked up at her.

Song Ling kept pinching her wrist, rubbing her fingertips between her white wrists, and said softly, "I'll take care of it, don't think about anything tonight, get a good night's sleep, and finish the drip. Don't think about it. Run away, I'll be here to watch you tonight."

She stood up and put her fingers on her shoulders. Shen Zhao was startled, looked up and asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Ling leaned halfway and got close to her. She stared at that flawless face, and there was a slight panic in her eyes. She was sure that Shen Zhao had her in her heart. That night, she clearly hugged herself and said that she missed her. She knew that she had hurt her too deeply and made her close her heart, so when she was awake, she was unwilling to accept that she was deeply in her heart. the truest ideas.

Song Ling hooked her lips and smiled: "What else can I do to help you lie down?"

Shen Zhao was ashamed by her rhetorical question, she shook off her hand, "I'll lie down by myself."

Song Ling hurriedly supported her shoulders, fearing that her back would swell if she accidentally messed around. He helped her to lie down, raised his hand and pulled the quilt to cover her up. She leaned over there and called her softly, "Azhao..."

Shen Zhao looked up at the person above her head, her body was supported by her hands, and she didn't dare to move.

Song Ling grabbed her wrist for the drip with one hand, raised her face with the other, and said helplessly, "No matter how you blame me, don't hurt yourself, okay? You know that when you lay here in a drowsy, I have something in my heart. How hard is it? I'm actually very scared that I will lose you again."

Tears flickered in her eyes, like a glistening galaxy.

The end of her eyes lowered slightly, and Shen Zhao could see the sadness and helplessness in it. As she said, she was afraid of losing herself.

Song Ling leaned down and placed a kiss on her smooth forehead.

Shen Zhao's body was tense, as if he had forgotten to struggle. He closed his eyes subconsciously, and felt the long-lost warm touch on his forehead. Even the breath was familiar. After four years, she may have never forgotten it.Such a light kiss evoked all the turbulence in her heart.

She clenched her fingers tightly, the touch on her forehead disappeared, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Song Ling looked at her lightly, gently curled the corners of her lips, and said softly, "Go to sleep, I'll watch over you."