Orange juice was still dripping from Shi Yumeng's hair. When she saw Qu Lingqiang running out chasing the child, she stamped her feet angrily: "Qu Lingqiang, come back!"
However, Qu Lingqiang did not hear her voice at all and did not look back.
She had no choice but to take out a tissue and wipe it herself.
Some time ago, Xingyue Home Furnishing became quite popular in Yucheng because of a program she co-operated with a TV station. Even her, the chief designer, made several appearances on the TV station.
Therefore, several customers in the restaurant had sharp eyes and quickly recognized her.
"Isn't that Shi Yumeng, the designer of Xingyue Home Decoration? I saw her on TV a few days ago!"
"It seems so. I heard that she personally designed the science and technology museum project in our city. She is a very talented person."
"So what if you're talented? You're still studying abroad, and you actually do something like this that destroys other people's families. It's really shameful!"
"It's really her. She really can't be judged by her appearance. I didn't expect that she, Shi Yumeng, would do such an immoral thing. Fortunately, the thing she was poured on was orange juice. If it had been sulfuric acid, it would have directly disfigured her face."
Although everyone was whispering, these words still reached Shi Yumeng's ears very clearly.
Her face turned red, and she couldn't explain it to these people, so she had to lower her head, pay the bill, and leave the restaurant in embarrassment.
From a distance, he saw Qu Lingqiang holding the little boy's arm across the road.
She also wanted to rush over and ask the child, but she happened to encounter a red light. When the light turned green, Qu Lingqiang and the child could no longer be seen on the opposite road.
Qu Lingqiang took Mo Zili to the small park at the corner of the street.
"Tell me, why do you want to do such a thing?" He pushed Mo Zili down on the stool, stared at him and asked.
Mo Zili shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "I don't like that woman!"
"Why do you blame others if you don't like it? Mo Zili, after all, you are a child star who is famous all over the world. If the media finds out about this, will you still be around?" Qu Lingqiang sat down next to him and looked around.
He looked around and lowered his voice.
"You protect her so much and feel sorry for her. Do you like her?" Mo Zili asked directly.
"I——" Qu Lingqiang was speechless for a moment when he asked.
"I'm speechless, that's because I like her. I originally thought you were better than my uncle, but I didn't expect you to be worse than my uncle!"
As he spoke, he stood up, pointed at Qu Lingqiang with his little finger, and said in a firm and strong voice: "My aunt is the kindest, most beautiful and quiet woman in the world. If you don't like her, you are not allowed to go there again from today on."
Provoked her."
"What I despise most is a man like you who has two different things to do!"
After saying that, he raised his little head, turned around and was about to leave.
But Qu Lingqiang grabbed him: "What do you mean? When did I provoke your aunt?"
Mo Zili turned around, staring at him with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, took a step forward, raised her little hand and poked Qu Lingqiang's chest: "It's not the best. She chose to marry my uncle just to forget you. They
If your marriage fails and you are unhappy, you, Qu Lingqiang, must bear more than half of the responsibility."
Qu Lingqiang's face immediately turned pale, and he held his little hand directly: "You, what do you mean by this?"
Mo Zili withdrew his little hand forcefully and pushed him away: "You know it well, why bother pretending to be hypocritical here. My aunt is such a good woman, there will definitely be better men to look after her and take care of her in the future.
her."
After saying that, he looked at Qu Lingqiang with disdain again, then raised his arrogant little head, turned around and left.
Qu Lingqiang stepped forward quickly and grabbed his arm again: "Mo Zili, please speak clearly before leaving."
Mo Zili glanced at his hand unhappily and said in a cold voice: "Let me go!"
"Speak clearly first!" Qu Lingqiang looked stubborn and refused to let go.
The corners of Mo Zili's mouth raised slightly, with a look of contempt on his face: "Scumbag, you asked for this!"
As he spoke, he grabbed Qu Lingqiang's wrist, turned sideways, and exerted force. Qu Lingqiang, who was defenseless, was instantly knocked to the ground by him.
However, Qu Lingqiang was not like Lu Chenyu who lay on the ground for a long time without moving. After being knocked down, he exerted force on his waist and quickly jumped up from the ground.
"I didn't expect that this kid like you still has a chance!" He looked at Mo Zili with admiration. He was just unprepared and was tricked by this kid just now.
Mo Zili could tell from the way he stood up that the scumbag in front of him also had some troubles.
He took a few steps back and took a stance: "I didn't expect that a scumbag like you is actually pretty good at it. What? You want to fight?"
Qu Lingqiang glanced around and shook his head: "Why should I fight with a kid like you?"
Mo Zili was a little unhappy: "What? Look down on me? I studied under a Shaolin monk."
Qu Lingqiang pointed to a bench not far away under the sun: "Let's not fight for now. How about we go over and sit down?"
Mo Zili's peach blossom eyes rolled: "It's okay to sit for a while, but I have two conditions. As long as you agree, I will go over and sit with you."
"Tell me! What are the conditions?"
Seeing that he agreed readily, Mo Zili held out his little finger: "First of all, I can be regarded as a child star. Time is very precious. But considering the friendship between you and my aunt, I will accept you less.
, how about a hundred dollars for ten minutes?"
Hearing his question, Qu Lingqiang raised his eyebrows: "Are you short of money?"
According to what he said, although the head of the Murong family did not acknowledge the boy's identity, Murong Lenghang gave him an unlimited credit card.
"It's none of your business, just say yes or not!" Seeing the puzzled expression on his face, Mo Zili had no choice but to explain to him.
Qu Lingqiang nodded: "Okay, I promise you. What's the second condition?"
"The second condition is that you help me find someone." Mo Zili thought about it and said cautiously.
"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?"
Qu Lingqiang was puzzled. Hasn't this kid been abroad since he was born? Does he still have acquaintances in Yucheng?
"Composer Han You."
Mo Zili thought for a long time. He came to Yucheng for the first time and was unfamiliar with the place. It would be very difficult to find Han You who had retired from the music industry. Qu Lingqiang was different. He had stayed in Yucheng for several years and was still a star.
The general manager of Yue Clothing has a hundred times more connections than him.
It would be perfect to ask Qu Lingqiang to help find Han You.
"Han You?" Qu Lingqiang frowned, as if he had never heard of this name at all.
"A composer once wrote several songs for my mother. I have something to do with him."
"Okay, that's no problem. As long as he doesn't leave Yucheng, I promise to help you find him." Qu Lingqiang patted his chest and promised.
"Okay, it's a deal, I'll accompany you over there and have a seat." As he said that, Mo Zili took small steps and walked to the bench and sat down.
Qu Lingqiang also walked over and sat next to him.
However, for a long time, he said nothing.
Mo Zili became a little impatient: "Do you have any questions? For the sake of money, I will try my best to answer you."
Qu Lingqiang sighed, and then slowly said: "You, what do you mean by what you just said? Your aunt, why did she get divorced?"