Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 66 A man suddenly appears

Zhang Ting opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything for a long time. She just looked at Song Jinhe.

After a long while, Zhang Ting finally said, "I understand."

Zhang Ting has gotten used to working with Song Jinhe over the years. She has never thought about the day when she will not work with Song Jinhe, and naturally she has not thought about other things.

Now suddenly hearing Song Jinhe say this, Zhang Ting was actually a little at a loss, but Zhang Ting didn't know how to persuade her.

After all these years of getting along, she truly regards Song Jinhe as a friend. If Song Jinhe has a better choice, she will certainly support it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ting added jokingly, "You don't have to feel any psychological burden. I have made a lot of money over the years."

Although it was a joke, Zhang Ting has indeed made a lot of money over the years. After all, Chen Yucong is a generous employer.

Song Jinhe pursed her lips and smiled, obviously in a good mood.

"Although I will gradually fade away later, I will handle the remaining work in my hands seriously," said Song Jinhe.

Many jobs were decided in advance. Song Jinhe had taken a rough look before and found that she would have a job at least in the next six months.

"Of course!" Zhang Ting immediately raised her voice.

There was a photo shoot in the afternoon, so they quickly ended the topic and started preparing for the afternoon activities.

Halfway through, Song Jinhe received a call from Chen Yucong, who simply asked her what she was doing and whether she was tired.

Song Jinhe answered one by one, her tone very gentle.

Finally, Chen Yucong told Song Jinhe on the phone, "I have a meeting here that is about to end. I will pick you up later."

In fact, it wasn’t that there was only one meeting left, but Chen Yucong just turned down some unimportant social engagements.

After returning from Ci'an Mountain that day, Song Jinhe's condition had obviously improved, but Chen Yucong was still worried and always felt something was weighing on his mind.

He couldn't explain it clearly, so he could only focus more on Song Jinhe.

"Okay." Song Jinhe agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yucong went to work, and Song Jinhe also went to work.

The situation between the two seemed to have returned to the best time of their relationship.

The filming went smoothly. After the work was finished, Song Jinhe was not in a hurry to leave, and Chen Yucong had not come over yet.

Song Jinhe asked Zhang Ting to go first, since Chen Yucong would be here soon and she could just go downstairs. However, Zhang Ting refused and waited in the lounge with Song Jinhe.

The staff had prepared afternoon tea before, but everyone was busy at that time and had no time to eat. Now that we are sitting down, we have some free time.

So the two of them started eating, but most of the food went into Zhang Ting's stomach. When they had almost finished eating, Zhang Ting cleaned up the garbage and threw it away, and went to the bathroom.

Song Jinhe continued to stay in the lounge. She took out her cell phone and saw that Chen Yucong had just sent a message saying that he was on the way and would arrive in about ten minutes.

She replied: "Don't worry, be safe on the road."

As soon as the message was sent, Song Jinhe noticed that the door was opened. She thought it was Zhang Ting who came back, so she subconsciously looked up, only to see a stranger.

The smile on Song Jinhe's face hesitated for a moment, and she looked at the other person with some confusion.

Standing at the door was a man in black clothes, black pants and a black cap, but he looked very haggard. Song Jinhe looked at him for a few seconds and came to her senses. She asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

The man was still looking at Song Jinhe. He didn't say a word, but his straight eyes made people inexplicably scared.

At least Song Jinhe was a little scared, but she was the only one in the lounge at the moment, and she didn't know what was going on outside, so Song Jinhe tried hard to stay calm.

Seeing that the man didn't speak or move, Song Jinhe asked again, "Are you here to see me?"

However, Song Jinhe still did not wait for the man to speak.

Song Jinhe pursed her lips, "Are you a staff member here? Or are you my fan?"

The man was still looking at Song Jinhe, his eyes fixed on her. His deep black pupils were like an endless abyss. Once you fell into them, you could never climb out.

Song Jinhe became even more panicked. She was powerless. If the man in front of her really wanted to do something, and he rushed in, she might not even have a chance to resist.

But she had to stay calm now. When she was about to say something to delay time, the man suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice: "I am your fan."

Song Jinhe was stunned, "A fan."

Song Jinhe felt in her heart that it was not the case. The man's eyes were too dangerous.

The man was silent again.

Song Jinhe asked, "Are you here to ask me for an autograph, or to take a photo?"

The man continued to look at Song Jinhe in silence.

Song Jinhe also fell silent for a moment. After a moment, she suddenly stood up and went to the side. Song Jinhe found a pen and paper, quickly signed her name on it, and then looked up at the man at the door.

"This is my signature." Song Jinhe said as she approached the man.

It's not that she is unaware of the danger, she was just wondering if she could leave the lounge when the man was not paying attention.

As long as we go to the corridor, if something really happens, someone will definitely notice it soon.

Besides, people have already gone to the corridor, so she has a greater chance of saving herself.

Walking up to the man, Song Jinhe handed over the signature in her hand. The man then shifted his gaze from Song Jinhe's face to the note she handed over.

After a moment, the man reached out and took the note from Song Jinhe's hand. He lowered his head and carefully stroked the words written by Song Jinhe.

In fact, those words were written very sloppily, which was not Song Jinhe's usual writing style at all. She designed such a sloppy signature because she was worried that someone would use the signature to do something illegal.

Song Jinhe watched the man lower his eyes and then stroke the words with his fingers, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart.

She felt as if the other party was coveting her.

Just when Song Jinhe wanted to take the opportunity to go out, footsteps were heard in the corridor, the "tapping" sound of high heels stepping on the ground.

The man reacted before Song Jinhe. He turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from, then immediately walked away quickly in another direction.

He left so quickly that Zhang Ting had no time to react. When she realized something was wrong, she quickly ran towards the lounge.

Only when she saw Song Jinhe standing in front of her did Zhang Ting feel relieved. Then she asked, "Who was that person just now?"

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