Chapter 732: Can I Ride Your Trike?
“Is that so?”
Song Jingwan was persuaded. Even if she didn’t listen to the advice, what could she do?
“Yes, you should go to bed early. Don’t let your imagination run wild. Otherwise, your face will be swollen and you won’t look good on camera tomorrow.”
Qin Han could only comfort her this way. Initially, he thought that Song Jingwan would be a worry-free artiste. But after getting to know her, he realized her methods weren’t always the smartest.
Yet, by relying on her own background, she had stolen a lot of other people’s resources and attracted a lot of hatred.
After he comforted Song Jingwan, he hung up the phone and sighed.
On the computer screen, it was a face that made Song Jingwan gnash her teeth in hatred when she saw it.
Her smile was like a flower, so beautiful that it was unreal.
He did not know why, but he had a premonition this time. Perhaps, the netizens would not forget her so easily.
A unique beauty was always fresh in people’s memories.
…
The weather was clear and cloudless.
The curtains by the bay window swayed slightly as a dark figure jumped onto the bed with a whoosh.
He was as fast as lightning, leaving only an afterimage.
“Mm, Gege… stop fooling around…”
Song Yaoyao rubbed her pillow and groggily stretched out her hand, wanting to hug him.
In the end, she didn’t manage to touch him. Instead, she was startled awake.
“What’s that?!”
She rolled over to the edge of the bed and cautiously used the blanket, her eyes wide open.
“Meow~”
“Meow~”
Two small heads poked out from the other corner of the blanket.
One of them had a crescent moon on its head and the other had white socks. The two little kittens had round misty eyes. They tilted their heads and looked at her silently.
Song Yaoyao: “…”
The human and two kittens looked at each other. The brain that had been paralyzed by the alcohol finally reacted to the outside world after a few minutes.
The memory fragments that had been shattered were slowly pieced together again.
“Dopey? Unhappy?”
It was the kittens that she had picked up last night!
Her eyes were bright as she carefully clapped her hands. “Dopey, Unhappy, come to Mommy!”
“Meow!”
Unhappy was still as cold as ever. It slowly glanced at Song Yaoyao, lowered its eyelids, lazily hid its claws, and lay down.
Dopey, however, heard her call and excitedly shook its little b.u.t.t, stumbling into her embrace.
Reality proved that stroking a cat made one lose track of time.
It also made one forget certain things, including people…
For example, the rapist who was tied to a big tree.
He was trapped there for a whole night and was only released when a tourist ran past in the morning.
Unfortunately, not only was he handcuffed to a tree, ‘rapist’ was also written on his face.
This made the tourist alert. He did not let go of him rashly but called the police directly.
When the poor middle-aged man opened his eyes, he was at the police station.
The police knew him and immediately suspected that he had committed another crime! The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and immediately started wailing miserably. He cried as he shouted his grievances.
“I didn’t! Go and ask around. I’ve been doing business obediently ever since I got out of prison! That girl didn’t just beat me up. Look! Look at my face. She even stole my car! Police comrade, you must stand up for me!”
Unfortunately, no matter how pitifully he cried, no one sympathized with him.
On the contrary, they temporarily detained him and only let him leave after they investigated the matter.
…
After breakfast, Tang Xinrou was very interested in Song Yaoyao’s pink trike. After paying a huge sum of ‘five yuan’, she finally obtained permission..