After Gu Jingting left, Zhao Gege came in from outside carrying food and looked at Song Qiao nervously, "Sister Qiao Qiao, are you okay?"
She just watched Gu Jingting come in. Due to his status and relationship with Song Qiao, Zhao Gege did not dare to say anything.
Song Qiao lowered his eyes, shook his head and said softly, "It's okay."
She slowly sat on the bedside, took the dinner from Zhao Gege, and ate absentmindedly.
"Mr. Gu, why are you here?" Zhao Gege sat next to him, looked at Song Qiao's expression, and asked tentatively, "Are you here specifically to pursue him?"
Song Qiao shook his head, "He has a job here."
"Oh..." Zhao Gege responded.
She looked at Song Qiao, and then thought about Gu Jingting's expression when he left, she felt that it was not that simple, it was more like Mr. Gu chasing his wife thousands of miles away.
"Eat, don't think about things you shouldn't." Song Qiao didn't look up, but seemed to know what she was thinking.
Zhao Gege responded, bowed her head and ate obediently.
The arrival of Gu Jingting somewhat disturbed Song Qiao's peaceful mind. At night, her body was obviously extremely tired, but her mind was very clear.
The reason why Song Qiao chose to stay away from Gu Jingting temporarily was because he wanted to understand one thing.
Her purpose of going to the Gu family was obvious, which was to find evidence of Gu Jingting's dealings with Gu Dajing, and he knew it very well, so how could he let her find it.
Therefore, continuing to stay with Gu's family would probably be a waste of time and would also affect her judgment.
Song Qiao came to the set to give herself time to think about what to do next.
Now, people are chasing me...
Song Qiao sighed and pulled the quilt over his head.
All night long, all kinds of random thoughts flashed through his mind. Song Qiao didn't know when he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, the morning light was already dimming outside the window.
She was very sleepy. She closed her eyes and wanted to fall asleep, but after tossing and turning for a while, she couldn't fall asleep again.
Song Qiao gave up struggling and got up to wash up.
It was still early, Song Qiao thought about it, put on sportswear and planned to go hiking. When he was going out, he accidentally met Huo Liangchen, who was also wearing sportswear, walking down the stairs.
"Ms. Song, it's so early." He was obviously a little surprised.
Song Qiao raised a smile and said, "Good morning, Teacher Huo."
Huo Liangchen walked up to her helplessly and said, "Just call me by my name. You don't need to call me Teacher Huo. We are all friends in the same crew."
Song Qiao shook his head, with a slightly exaggerated look on his face, "That's not okay. Teacher Huo has such a high status in the industry. If I shout randomly, I will be beaten by your fans."
She paused and said, "But Teacher Huo, just call me Song Qiao."
Huo Liangchen seemed to be amused by Song Qiao's statement, with a faint smile on his lips and said, "Okay, I will call you by your name from now on."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Song Qiao's outfit and asked, "Are you going to climb a mountain?"
"Yeah." Song Qiao nodded, "It's too cold in the mountains. I plan to do some exercise to build up my resistance so I don't catch a cold later."
"Just in time, I'm going too, let's come together." Huo Liangchen took the lead and walked forward.
Song Qiao didn't refuse and raised his heels.
After all, if you are unfamiliar with the place, being able to travel with others will ensure your safety.
At first, Song Qiao was worried about whether he and Huo Liangchen were not familiar with each other, and would be embarrassed on the road. Surprisingly, Huo Liangchen was easy to get along with, and even started the conversation on his own initiative.
To put it lightly, he has dabbled in everything from astronomy and geography to poetry and dictionaries.
Moreover, Huo Liangchen didn't talk about too profound topics, and often picked out interesting allusions and short stories to tell Song Qiao.
With his presence, the way up the mountain became much easier.
Later, after Song Qiao became familiar with him, he hesitated for a moment and expressed some doubts about his acting skills. Huo Liangchen also enthusiastically gave her his own opinions.
"I really want to thank Teacher Huo today." Song Qiao said.
As the words fell, the two climbed to the top of the mountain.
Maybe the time was right, the clouds and mists on the horizon dispersed, and the golden light jumped out, gradually coloring the clouds, the top of the mountain, and everything was covered in a shallow golden light.
Song Qiao looked at the scenery in front of her with astonishment.
"It seems that today is not in vain." Huo Liangchen said.
Song Qiao, "Yes."
It was rare to encounter a good view, so they were not in a hurry to leave. They stayed at the top of the mountain for a while before slowly walking back. When they arrived at the wooden house, the crew had already gotten up in twos and threes and was preparing breakfast.
"Teacher Song, Teacher Huo, have you just come back from hiking?" Someone saw them and greeted them enthusiastically.
"Well, yes." Huo Liangchen nodded.
Despite his presence, Song Qiao's sense of presence was actually very low, so she simply took the opportunity to slip away.
He was sweating more or less while climbing the mountain. Song Qiao planned to take a shower first to avoid catching a cold from the wind when he turned around.
"Sister Qiaoqiao, where have you been!"
Song Qiao returned to the room, and as soon as he opened the door, a black shadow rushed towards him.
Zhao Gege hugged Song Qiao and shouted, "When I just got up, I found you weren't there. I thought you were lost. I was scared to death!"
Song Qiao couldn't laugh or cry, "This is on the set, where can I throw it?"
Zhao Gege looked at her aggrievedly and said, "Didn't Mr. Gu come yesterday? I was worried that he would come here in the middle of the night and take you away."
"Isn't he a bit too blatant?" Song Qiao asked.
Zhao Gege vowed, "That's not necessarily true. Isn't that how those novels are written? Whatever the president wants to do, he will just take the person home and lock him up!"
"Read less novels." Song Qiao stretched out his hand to push her away, "Those are all fake."
She picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom to wash up.
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foot of mountain.
A black Cayenne parked quietly. Gu Jingting sat in the car, looking at the photos that had just been sent back, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous.
Qiaoqiao, you are really becoming more and more disobedient.
Even though she had been warned, she still wanted to go with Huo Liangchen.
Gu Jingting's previous thought came out uncontrollably again. Otherwise, he should take her home and lock her up, and let her stay by his side from now on.
The ringtone of the mobile phone broke the silence, pulling back Jing Ting's thoughts.
He picked up the call casually, and when he heard Qiqi's voice coming from inside, he realized that he was answering a video call, "Dad, where are you?"
Qiqi must have just woken up. She was wearing little yellow duck pajamas, her hair was disheveled, and her face was white and tender.
She leaned closer to the camera, looked at Gu Jingting carefully, and said, "You look very unhappy. Did something sad happen to you?"
Gu Jingting's eyes softened.
He thought for a moment and said, "Well, I am very angry when I meet a disobedient person who insists on getting close to someone despite telling her that he is dangerous."
Qiqi tilted her head and asked, "Is she important to dad?"
Gu Jingting was slightly lost in thought. Is it important?
