The voice of Officer Wang opposite was a little embarrassed, "The origins of those people are probably not simple. We have been investigating for several days, but we still haven't found any clues."
"But don't worry, we will find out as soon as possible."
Song Qiao held the mobile phone and put a little pressure on her fingertips. She actually didn't believe this sentence very much. Since the origin of the other party was not simple, it meant that it was difficult to find out.
It would be very difficult to find out who did it in a short time.
Song Qiao couldn't ask for more, so he had to ask the other party to pay more attention, and then hung up the phone.
During lunch, Mrs. An's mood had not yet calmed down, and it also affected other people. During the meal, no one was in a high mood.
Qiqi held the bowl and said dullly, "Uncle Ojing will no longer be able to come to our house for dinner."
No matter how happy she was, she still thought about Gu Dajing.
It's just that children don't have such a strong concept of life and death. Subconsciously, they just feel a little sad that they will never see people again.
Song Qiao's heart was lightly bitten, and she was even a little worried about whether her child would hate herself when she grew up and knew the truth about everything.
"Qiqi baby, isn't it enough for me to accompany you?" Momo said, pretending to be pitiful next to her.
Qiqi shook her head and said seriously, "It's great that Aunt Momo can accompany me, but I also miss Uncle Ojing. It's different."
"I'm always with you, why is it different?" Momo was unconvinced.
"People are different." Qiqi said with a serious face.
Momo still wanted to fool her, but when she saw Qiqi's somewhat sad eyes, she couldn't say anything anymore, so in the end he had to put his hand on her head and said, "In the future, we will still be by your side."
Qiqi hugged Momo's hand and rubbed her little face in her palm, "Okay, it will take a long, long time."
"Don't worry, I promise to accompany you until you get married." Momo smiled and held her in her arms, "When the time comes, my aunt will give you a big dowry."
Qiqi lay on Momo's shoulder, speechless.
A meal spent in a light melancholy.
Song Qiao looked at the depressed people at home and began to think about how to get them out of this mood. After all, it was not good to be immersed in it all the time.
"Do I have any plans for work recently?" Song Qiao asked Momo.
"Let me take a look, there are none at the moment." Momo took out her phone and looked at her schedule, "I have been screening a few commercials and scripts recently. I will show you when they are almost done."
"Before that, I want to free up a few days and take them out to play for a few days." Song Qiao said.
She wanted to spare some time and take Mrs. An and the others for a walk in a nearby town. After relaxing, she might feel much better.
Momo thought this suggestion was a good one, nodded and said, "You can take them to play if you want, but there is a dinner party tomorrow, and you have to attend first."
Song Qiao turned around in confusion.
Momo said, "I just received the news. You have been developing well recently, and the company wants to give you more resources. It just so happened that there was a TV series recently, and the industry's Shi Dishi was hired, and other supporting roles were also invited.
They are all popular stars in recent years. If you can participate, it will be beneficial to future development."
"OK."
Song Qiao agreed, then thought of what happened last time, and said with some lingering fear, "Can you send someone to follow me when I go to the dinner party tomorrow?"
The loss I suffered from Rong's father was enough once.
Momo also understood her worries and patted Song Qiao on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I will make arrangements for you."
Momo kept his word, and the next day, he really found a bodyguard for Song Qiao. He was tall and strong, wearing a black suit. When he saw Song Qiao, he bowed his head and said hello.
"Miss Song."
His respectful attitude was completely opposite to that of Gu Dajing back then.
Look, this is a normal bodyguard. Song Qiao compared him with Gu Dajing in her heart, thinking to herself, but the sense of security that Gu Dajing brought to her was unmatched by the other person.
Song Qiao's eyes were filled with sadness, "Let's go."
The bodyguard responded, got into the driver's seat and drove.
The dinner was scheduled at Qingxi Building. After many days, Song Qiao saw this building again, and she still felt a little frightened. She looked at the door, took a deep breath, and stepped in.
When she walked outside the box, Song Qiao could already hear the chatter and laughter inside. She adjusted her expression and pushed the door open.
"Sorry, I'm late."
As soon as the laughter inside stopped, everyone looked towards the door. Through the swirling smoke, Song Qiao's eyes swept across the box, and most of them were unfamiliar faces.
There were still a few faces hidden in the dark, which were not very clear. Song Qiao didn't know why, but she felt a little nervous.
"Since you're late, let's drink three drinks as a penalty first." In the brief silence, a somewhat familiar voice came, "Just drink white wine."
Song Qiao followed the sound and saw that the other person leaned forward, exposing his face to the light.
Always wearing arrogant eyebrows and delicate makeup, it was Wen Shuya who had always regarded her as a thorn in his side.
She was wearing a business-oriented suit today, with her hair tied back into a ponytail, revealing her delicately made-up facial features, which made her look sharp.
When Song Qiao saw her, he understood in his heart.
Tonight's dinner will definitely be another Hongmen banquet.
For a moment, Song Qiao wanted to back down and leave directly, but before she could put her thoughts into action, Wen Shuya seemed to have seen through her thoughts, "If you leave today, I can guarantee that from now on,
From now on, you won’t be able to get any new jobs in the circle.”
Song Qiao paused.
Wen Shuya smiled provocatively, and slowly moved her delicately manicured fingertips along the rim of the cup, "You know, with the strength of my Wen family, I can do it."
Song Qiao thought about it for a moment, then walked to the only empty seat with a smile, "Miss Wen is right, I'm late, I really should punish myself with a drink."
She picked up the empty wine glass, filled it for herself, and drank it all in one gulp.
The strong liquor entered the throat and directly reached the empty stomach, immediately arousing bursts of burning\//heat.
Song Qiao calmly placed one hand on his abdomen and turned the mouth of the cup downward, "Do you think this is satisfactory?"
"Only one cup." Wen Shuya said expressionlessly, "You haven't finished the remaining two cups, so what's your sincerity? Go fill it up for her."
She crossed her arms and said, "After all, we have Miss Song, but she is a big star. How can we do it ourselves?"
After Wen Shuya finished speaking, the two people sitting next to her stood up, walked to Song Qiao and filled the wine glass in her hand. The white wine gurgled down, gradually reaching the level of the rim of the glass, and even overflowed with a few drops.
"Drink." The other party urged.
Song Qiao and Wen Shuya looked at each other in the air. For a moment, she raised her head again and finished drinking. Then, without the other party saying anything more, she filled the glass and drank it.
After three glasses of white wine, Song Qiao's head was already a little dizzy.
She held the table and tried her best not to look weird.
