Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 42 Three Rebirth Cards
After hanging up the phone, Song Jinhe looked at the street scenes flashing by outside the car window. Although her face showed a bit of fatigue, she was very calm.

But Song Jinhe knew that her heart was not at peace.

It’s actually very difficult to make this decision.

Song Jinhe gritted her teeth and told herself not to back down.

After they arrived at the airport, even though they were very careful, Song Jinhe was still surrounded by fans and reporters.

Zhang Ting and the airport security personnel escorted her inside quickly, but those fans and reporters were unwilling to let Song Jinhe go.

"Ms. Song! Have you really broken up with Mr. Chen?"

"Or has your relationship never been a normal boyfriend-girlfriend relationship?"

"Miss Song, can you tell me a little bit?"

These words sounded like reporters' follow-up questions, and the fans did not let Song Jinhe go.

Some fans with milder emotions asked Song Jinhe, "Jinhe, have you and Mr. Chen really broken up?"

Some extreme fans even cursed, "I told you to focus on your career, but you insisted on having a romantic relationship. Now you've been dumped!"

Song Jinhe was calm and walked quickly towards the VIP waiting room. Once she went in, these people would not be able to follow her in.

Finally able to take a breath, Song Jinhe sat down on the sofa, while Zhang Ting beside her couldn't help but want to curse.

These reporters are really like bastards, you can't get rid of them no matter what you do.

Song Jinhe was calm. After sitting down and resting for a while, she was able to comfort Zhang Ting, "You know, they have always been like this."

Of course Zhang Ting knew, she just annoyed them.

"It's okay, don't worry." Song Jinhe knew that Zhang Ting was so angry because she was worried about her.

Zhang Ting looked at Song Jinhe and said nothing in the end.

It was another two hours before we boarded the plane and it landed.

They originally thought that as it was late at night, there would be no reporters in the airport continuing to film, but they still underestimated the reporters' determination to produce first-hand news.

There was no other way, Zhang Ting could only find a way to take Song Jinhe away.

When I finally got back to the apartment, it was already late at night.

Song Jinhe said a few words to Tan, telling her not to worry about herself, and let her go back, and she also prepared to rest.

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The next day.

When the sky was just getting light, Song Jinhe was already up.

She was the only one in the apartment at this time. Song Jinhe tidied up simply and cooked a few dumplings for herself that her aunt had prepared and put in the refrigerator. After she finished eating, she left.

I went out too early, so I can’t tell whether the weather today is good or bad. Anyway, it didn’t snow today.

Knowing that there were many paparazzi watching her now, Song Jinhe was afraid of being discovered, so she deliberately drove the car that she rarely used before.

There was nothing unusual when leaving the community, and there was nothing unusual after driving for a long distance, so Song Jinhe felt relieved.

When Song Jinhe drove to Ci'an Mountain, the sun had already come out. Looking at the bright sun, it was clear that today was going to be a good day.

Song Jinhe smiled slightly, and then followed a few people who came to climb Mount Ci'an or to worship Buddha and walked up the mountain.

Song Jinhe didn't walk very fast. After all, her legs were not in good condition, so she had to walk slowly.

It took her nearly two hours to reach the top of the mountain. At this time, she was already panting and sweating. After a short rest, Song Jinhe went to the main hall to burn incense. This time, she did not hesitate to get up for a long time.

After waiting for this to end, Song Jinhe went to find the master, and then chanted sutras and prayed for the memorial tablets he had offered.

The three memorial tablets were placed side by side, and Song Jinhe recited them seriously, just like every time before.

When it was over, Song Jinhe was still grateful to the master. When she was not there, it was the master who helped look after the death tablets.

The master only said: "Amitabha."

Song Jinhe didn't say anything, but when he left, the master shook his head helplessly at Song Jinhe, and finally said, "Amitabha."

After going up and down the mountain, it was already afternoon.

Zhang Ting called Song Jinhe and asked her what her plans were for the end of the year, as she had to make arrangements now.

Yes, Chen Yucong has suppressed it and directly denied the rumors of engagement with the Zhou family.

Because of what she did yesterday, Song Jinhe's popularity has risen, and Zhang Ting has received many job offers.

Zhang Ting has never been someone who makes decisions on her own, so naturally she would ask Song Jinhe's opinion first before considering how to arrange the work.

Song Jinhe thought for a moment and said, "Let's have a good rest during the New Year this year."

After she had made everything clear with Chen Yucong, she also wanted to have a good rest and talk about work after her emotions had recovered a little.

"Okay." Zhang Ting had no objection. "Then there is only one more variety show recording the day after tomorrow, and then my work for this year is over."

"Okay." Song Jinhe responded indifferently.

When Song Jinhe returned home, her aunt was also at home. Seeing Song Jinhe coming back, she immediately greeted her with a smile, "Miss Song."

"Yeah." Song Jinhe nodded, which counted as a greeting.

Because she was sweating from climbing the mountain, Song Jinhe was going to go back to the bedroom to take a shower. However, she stopped after taking only two steps and looked back at her aunt, "Chen Yucong will also come back for dinner tonight."

Chen Yucong said yesterday that he would be back, and he told her the exact time in the morning, so Song Jinhe knew what time Chen Yucong would arrive today.

At this time, Chen Yucong should be about to get off the plane, so he will definitely be able to make it home in time for dinner.

Song Jinhe was lost in thought while taking a shower, especially when she thought about meeting Chen Yucong soon, she felt a little nervous for no apparent reason.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and not panic.

It's bound to get to this point eventually.

Song Jinhe thought about it and forced herself not to let her imagination run wild anymore.

After she finished taking a shower and tidied herself up step by step, she came out of the bedroom. After a while, she heard the sound of the door being opened.

Song Jinhe subconsciously looked towards the door, and then saw Chen Yucong coming in from outside.

The two of them were standing at a distance, just looking at each other.

We were only separated for a few days, but when we saw each other again, there was an inexplicable feeling of strangeness.

Song Jinhe quickly smiled gently at Chen Yucong, "You're back."

After hearing Song Jinhe's words, Chen Yucong relaxed in an instant. He also smiled gently at Song Jinhe, "Well, I'm back."

　My dears, I am begging for recommendations, monthly tickets, collections and rewards!

　　(End of this chapter)