Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 32 Why do you do this?
I looked at the time and it was almost ten o'clock.

Chen Yucong had a social engagement in the evening, but he still found time to send a message to Song Jinhe in the middle of it. I don’t know if he has finished his work now.

Song Jinhe sent a message to Chen Yucong, then stared at her phone bored, waiting for Chen Yucong to reply.

She guessed it wouldn't take long, and sure enough, Chen Yucong quickly replied to Song Jinhe.

"It's almost over." said Chen Yucong.

Before Song Jinhe could reply, Chen Yucong continued, "I'll pick you up at the airport later."

Seeing this, Song Jinhe quickly replied, "No, it's so late, just ask the driver to take me back."

They had to set off at around 1 a.m., and by the time they landed it would be nearly 3 a.m., and by the time they got back it would be daybreak.

Song Jinhe felt that there was no need to go through so much trouble.

"It doesn't matter. There's no work tomorrow morning, so there's no need to rush to the company." Chen Yucong said.

Song Jinhe didn't know how to refuse. Chen Yucong had already made up his mind, and he wouldn't listen even if she said anything.

After that, the two chatted for a few more sentences until Zhang Ting came to call her, then she stopped and packed up to go to the airport.

When coming out of the hotel, Song Jinhe coincidentally saw the woman she had met at the banquet before.

The woman named Zhou Zhiying.

Zhou Zhiying didn't seem surprised to see Song Jinhe. She nodded at Song Jinhe from a distance, then left with the man beside her.

Although Song Jinhe was puzzled, she nodded and pretended to glance casually at the man next to Zhou Zhiying who was also looking at her.

They left quickly, and Song Jinhe had already walked to the hotel entrance.

Zhang Ting next to them didn't notice the two people at all. She was looking outside the hotel to prevent some agitated fans from rushing out.

Fortunately, although there were a few fans outside the hotel, they were stopped by the hotel security personnel, and Song Jinhe got into the car smoothly.

Only after getting in the car did Zhang Ting relax.

Song Jinhe had been silent, but suddenly asked, "Do you know a woman named Zhou Zhiying?"

"What?" Zhang Ting didn't hear clearly for a moment and looked at Song Jinhe blankly.

"Do you remember the name Zhou Zhiying?" Song Jinhe asked again.

"Zhou Zhiying?" Zhang Ting's eyes turned, as if she was recalling quickly in her mind. After a while, she shook her head and said, "No."

Song Jinhe felt that the woman was a little strange. She wanted Zhang Ting to help her check it out, but she didn't even have a photo and didn't know how to tell Zhang Ting.

"Who is it?" Zhang Ting asked curiously.

Song Jinhe then told her that the other party had taken the initiative to come up to her at the banquet and greet her, and then introduced himself.

Zhang Ting couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you think of asking at the time?"

Song Jinhe looked at Zhang Ting and blinked innocently. She just felt that it was inexplicable at the time. During the short game, she didn't even think of asking.

"Could it be a director or something like that who wants to get to know you and ask you to film a movie or appear on a variety show?" Zhang Ting expressed her guess.

Song Jinhe thought about it and felt that the possibility seemed small, but she was not sure whether it was true.

"It's okay. If you don't have any impression, forget it." Song Jinhe said quickly.

She has never been one to get hung up on things. As for the other party's purpose or anything else, she would know it naturally when things really happened. She simply didn't want to think about so many messy things at this moment.

Zhang Ting didn't say anything else and went all the way to the airport, where she met her fans again.

Song Jinhe signed autographs for several of them and cooperated with them in taking photos. Seeing that the time was almost up, she left in a hurry.

After getting on the plane, the two breathed a sigh of relief again.

The plane was very quiet. Song Jinhe was a little tired. She turned her head and said to Zhang Ting, "I'll sleep for a while."

"Sleep, sleep."

Song Jinhe turned around, put on the blindfold, and covered her head with the blanket.

When the plane landed, Song Jinhe was still a little dazed when she opened her eyes. It took her a while to come back to her senses.

Both of them were very tired, but luckily it was really late here and they didn't encounter any fans.

When Song Jinhe came out, she saw two familiar cars at a glance, one was Chen Yucong's car and the other was the studio's car.

"Then you go back with Mr. Chen and take a short rest. I'll pick you up at ten o'clock." Zhang Ting told Song Jinhe before getting in the car.

"Okay, you've worked hard too." Song Jinhe nodded in agreement.

The driver had already come down to help them carry their luggage. After the luggage was put away, Song Jinhe and Zhang Ting didn't say anything more and quickly got into the car.

After Song Jinhe got into the car, she saw Chen Yucong standing aside with an indifferent expression, and then she realized that something seemed to be wrong.

In the past, when Chen Yucong came to pick me up at the airport, I would receive his message as soon as I got off the plane, and he would tell me exactly where I was and who I was waiting for.

Not only that, Chen Yucong would get out of the car to greet her, then hug her, and finally help her with her luggage.

But today, Chen Yucong did not send her a message, nor did he get out of the car to greet her, nor did he hug her at the first opportunity.

Song Jinhe's mind, which was a little unclear due to sleepiness, seemed to be completely awake at this moment.

"What's wrong?" Song Jinhe asked hesitantly.

Chen Yucong turned his head to look at Song Jinhe, his eyes were filled with complicated emotions, and were tinged with a bit of scarlet, as if he was suppressing his anger.

Song Jinhe felt a little uneasy, but she looked at Chen Yucong and still didn't understand. She asked again in a gentle voice, "Chen Yucong, what happened?"

Why are you suddenly so serious?

Chen Yucong still didn't say anything. He just looked at Song Jinhe, and kept looking at Song Jinhe, as if he wanted to see through her!
Song Jinhe frowned, feeling puzzled, and at the same time quickly recalling what might have gone wrong in these few short hours.

The vehicle was driving steadily on the road, and the partition inside the car had been raised early.

At this time, there were only Song Jinhe and Chen Yucong in the back seat. They looked at each other, no one spoke, and the silence was a little weird.

After a long time, Chen Yucong asked Song Jinhe, "Why did you do that?"

Song Jinhe did not respond, but just frowned. Her heart was beating very fast, and she was wondering what she had done to make Chen Yucong so angry.

She didn't seem to do anything?

But in a flash, Song Jinhe suddenly thought of something.

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(End of this chapter)