Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 16 What do netizens say?

Those memories are very distant to Song Jinhe, and she hasn't thought about the time when she danced for a long, long time.

I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t recalled it for too long, or because I don’t know such a person, but Song Jinhe can’t remember a person named Han Tao at all.

"I don't remember." Song Jinhe shook her head.

"If you don't remember, then don't remember. He's not an important person." Zhang Ting was originally worried that Song Jinhe would be unhappy when she thought about the past. Since she said she didn't remember, Zhang Ting quickly took advantage of the situation.

"So why did he send me the threatening express delivery?" Song Jinhe continued.

"It's because you are in love with Mr. Chen. Didn't the incident of you and Mr. Chen entering the community together that morning become a hot topic?" Zhang Ting said.

"He likes me?" Song Jinhe had a complicated expression.

Zhang Ting didn't say anything, which was considered as her agreement.

After a long while, Song Jinhe continued, "He knows where I live now, so he must have been secretly watching me for a long time, right?"

Zhang Ting fell silent again.

Song Jinhe knew this was certain, but Zhang Ting didn't say it, and Song Jinhe didn't know that this man had been staring at Song Jinhe all these years.

The staff came over to inform them that they could go over and shoot, and the two of them didn't say anything else and went back to their work.

The filming went smoothly and ended early in the afternoon.

After the event, Zhang Ting sent Song Jinhe home. Before she reached home, Chen Yucong called Song Jinhe.

"Is the filming over?" Chen Yucong asked.

"Yeah, it's over. I'm on my way back." Song Jinhe tilted her head and looked at the familiar landmark building outside the window. "I just passed by your company."

When Chen Yucong heard Song Jinhe's words, he almost subconsciously looked at the huge floor-to-ceiling window on the side.

But in fact, he couldn't see anything at all, but Chen Yucong still smiled, "Do you want to come and accompany me?"

"No." Song Jinhe refused without hesitation.

"Are you so ruthless?" Chen Yucong was helpless.

Song Jinhe didn't hum or say anything else, and then the man continued, "I'll be back a little later in the evening, and I'll ask Auntie to wait until I get back before leaving."

Although Song Jinhe didn't seem to be frightened at all by what happened that day, Chen Yucong was always worried about Song Jinhe being alone at home.

"Okay." Knowing that she couldn't refuse, Song Jinhe simply stopped talking.

Chen Yucong was busy with work, so they didn't talk for long and soon hung up the phone.

But just after the call was hung up, the new assistant sitting in the front row suddenly laughed and said, "Sister Song and Mr. Chen have a really good relationship. It's completely different from what netizens say."

Song Jinhe raised her eyes and looked at the girl sitting in the passenger seat in the rearview mirror.

Zhang Ting beside her was also looking forward through the rearview mirror.

For a moment, the car was eerily quiet.

The young assistant is called Hu Yanqin. She has been interning in the studio for two months. She mainly does some miscellaneous tasks.

All the slightly important things for Song Jinhe were done by Zhang Ting herself, so there was very little that Hu Yanqin could do.

Also because she couldn't do anything important, Song Jinhe didn't have much impression of her.

It always seemed a bit abrupt for her to suddenly say this at this moment.

Netizens said...

What did netizens say? Some said Song Jinhe was just kept by Chen Yucong. How could a wealthy family like the Chen family marry an actress like Song Jinhe?

There was a strange silence in the car for a while, and Hu Yanqin immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."

Song Jinhe felt something strange in her heart, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She just felt that the tone of her voice made it a little difficult for her to describe.

Zhang Ting broke the silence, "Yan Qin, I have to explain to you again. You and the company have signed a confidentiality agreement. Don't discuss the matter between Jin He and Mr. Chen with outsiders."

"I know, I promise I will never talk nonsense again!" Hu Yanqin promised solemnly, her face looking so panicked that she was about to cry.

Song Jinhe didn't mean to make a fuss, and Zhang Ting didn't say anything more, so the group just remained silent.

When they reached the basement of the community, Zhang Ting and Song Jinhe got out of the car together.

"Brother Huang, wait for me for a moment. I'll send Jinhe upstairs and come down soon." Zhang Ting said to her husband, Huang.

"Okay." Brother Huang smiled and raised his chin.

Then Song Jinhe and Zhang Ting walked towards the electric push car together. In the passenger seat, Hu Yanqin kept watching their backs as they left.

Old Huang naturally saw it, and because of his gaze, Hu Yanqin also came back to her senses. She looked at Old Huang with some timidity, and called out timidly, "Brother Huang."

Old Huang just smiled and nodded without saying anything more.

When Zhang Ting sent Song Jinhe up, she said helplessly, "When I recruited her before, I felt that she was not like this."

Song Jinhe said calmly, "People always change. Besides, what can you tell from someone you only met once or twice during recruitment?"

Zhang Ting still felt that it was not possible.

Song Jinhe continued: "She didn't say anything. If she really feels it's inappropriate, it doesn't matter if she quits."

Song Jinhe handed over all the studio matters to Zhang Ting and she didn't take care of anything herself.

"Okay, I'll take care of it." Zhang Ting knew Song Jinhe's temper and didn't say anything more.

Zhang Ting sent Song Jinhe to the door of her home, watched her go in and close the door, then turned and left.

Chen Yucong had a social event tonight, but he stopped after drinking two glasses at the table. After all, if he didn't drink, no one could do anything to him.

But after three rounds of drinks, some people started to have some bad thoughts.

When Chen Yucong used the excuse of going to the bathroom, one of the pot-bellied men turned his head and glanced at the beautiful woman next to him, and the woman immediately got up and followed him out.

But the woman was a step too slow. When she went out, she found that the man had been entangled with another woman.

She frowned, hesitating whether she should go forward.

Chen Yucong was not completely unimpressed by the woman who suddenly bumped into him. In fact, he was quite impressed.

Isn’t she the woman who stood in front of Song Jinhe and refused to leave when walking on the red carpet?

But the other party seemed not to know him and bumped into him with poor acting skills.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?" Zhuang Jie'er looked at Chen Yucong in panic.

Chen Yucong frowned slightly, took a step back, and looked at Zhuang Jie'er with a cold expression.

Zhuang Jie'er probably didn't expect this man to be so cold, and for a moment the rest of her words were stuck in her throat.

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(End of this chapter)