The green camphor tree has a deep view

After a few words, Fang Ziming basically understood Wen Qing's position in Song Jingshen's eyes - a potential companion whom he had taken a fancy to.

This was very new to Fang Ziming. After all, Song Jingshen rarely took the initiative to pursue women. He had no need to do so, and he didn't seem to have the interest in it. Song Jingshen had accepted all the female models and celebrities that Fang Ziming had introduced to him before, but he hadn't expressed anything more in-depth. The dating time ranged from a few months to half a year, and their activities were limited to eating, playing, and booking hotel rooms.

If a relationship between a man and a woman stays at the level of a man and a woman, it is doomed to be short-lived. Song Jingshen's love affairs are like waves of tides, rising and falling, with no end, but also no result.

Until this little girl appeared - Fang Ziming looked at Wen Qing for a while, and seeing her grateful expression towards him, he suddenly felt a little pity for her.

She didn't know that she had become Song Jingshen's prey, and she was just a part of Song Jingshen. He felt guilty to accept her gratitude, but her innocence and honesty touched Fang Ziming a little.

With a sudden thought in his mind, Fang Ziming came up with an idea: to establish a single-line connection with her.

"This is my WeChat." He took out his mobile phone, brought up the QR code, and motioned for her to scan the code and add him.

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, and thought that there was no harm in adding this person, so she took out her cell phone from her bag and carefully scanned the code on his screen.

The girl lowered her head to scan the code, and a disobedient strand of hair brushed against her cheek. Fang Ziming wanted to reach out and brush it away for her, but he held back - she was Song Jingshen's prey, and he couldn't touch her.

He suddenly felt that his thoughts were a little strange. Why did he want to get close to her? Was it because she was the one Song Jingshen liked?

While he was thinking about it, Wen Qing scanned the QR code to add him, and a verification message appeared on her phone.

Fang Ziming passed the verification, and the system reminded the two that they could chat.

He looked at Wen Qing's profile picture, a beautiful profile, noble and gentle like a swan, it should be her.

I didn't expect Song Jingshen to like this one. Fang Ziming twitched his lips and expressed sympathy for the woman he had introduced to Song Jingshen in the past.

Wen Qing didn't look closely at Fang Ziming's profile picture, she was still filling in the remarks carefully. The person in question was right in front of her, so it was not easy to fill in his name randomly, so she had to ask word by word: "Excuse me, is this how it is written?"

Fang Ziming saw Wen Qing write his name as "Fang Ziming", smiled and said, "Zi with the wood radical."

"Oh." Wen Qing lowered her head and corrected it quickly, smiling a little embarrassedly, "This word is good, not vulgar."

After saying it, I felt embarrassed. Does that mean the word "zi" is vulgar?

"This character is in the order of the generations in our family, and it cannot be changed." Fang Ziming explained, and the atmosphere eased somewhat, and the two of them became closer. "Your name is also very nice, like a stage name."

Wen Qing laughed in surprise, confirmed that he was not joking, blushed again, and said softly, "No."

"Are you familiar with Song Jingshen?" Fang Ziming suddenly asked this, and Wen Qing didn't know how to answer.

"It's OK. Not familiar." She even felt that her words were incoherent, and added, "We just met not long ago."

"Can you do me a favor?" He asked her with a smile, his tone gentle but his eyes firm, revealing that he would not refrain from rejection.

Wen Qing felt that this man was a little strange and asked, "What help?" How could she help him?

"If you have a chance to get close to Song Jingshen, help me copy his information."

Wen Qing stared at him for a long time, as if she didn't hear what he said clearly.

"How can I possibly get close to him?"

"I mean, if there is a chance," Fang Ziming repeated, smiling, "you will have a chance soon."

"How do you know there's a chance?" Wen Qing was confused. She had always been unable to avoid Song Jingshen. "I can't possibly be with him..."

"You can't beat him," Fang Ziming said cryptically, "You need my help. In exchange, you'd better agree to my terms."

"...What is your purpose?" Wen Qing asked, "Aren't you his friend?"

"Of course we are friends. Only friends who fight but never break can last long." Fang Ziming smiled and touched Wen Qing's head. "Little girl, you are still too young and need protection. Maybe Song Jingshen sees this in you."

Wen Qing shrugged to avoid his hand, shrank her neck, and said, "I won't get close to Song Jingshen, and I don't want to get involved in the fight between you. I'm sorry I can't help you with what you want."

"Don't say it too early." Fang Ziming said in a light tone, "I know Jing Shen, he won't give away the ID with his photo on it casually, but his long-term attitude towards women may not be acceptable to you." Seeing that she was still stunned, he suddenly felt that this girl was a little interesting, and couldn't help but smiled, "When you need me, you can contact me."

After saying that, Fang Ziming turned and left, leaving behind a figure that disappeared in Wen Qing's dazed eyes.

After this incident passed, Wen Qing no longer took it to heart, but she did not delete Fang Ziming's WeChat. She vaguely felt that she needed to meet someone who could check and balance Song Jingshen, even if she was not clear about this person's purpose.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ziming would come so soon when she was needed. Right now, she was forced into a corner by Song Jingshen - using Gu Huaiyuan's reputation and future, it must be said that Song Jingshen was very good at controlling people. He knew that she was not afraid of being at a disadvantage, but did not want to implicate others, especially those who were good to her and whom she also liked.

What really made her feel suffocated was not Song Jingshen's coercion of her, but his tracking and monitoring of Gu Huaiyuan. In addition to him, there was also Song Jinghuai - the photo in the hospital was taken by her.

Wen Qing really couldn't figure out why Song Jinghuai was involved in this matter, but she felt that her current situation was very passive. Even Gu Huaiyuan had been set up by them, let alone her.

When she was in the most embarrassing moment, she unexpectedly met Fang Ziming in a restaurant in the alley. She had a hunch that Fang Ziming was waiting for her in the restaurant on purpose, and only by meeting when Song Jingshen was present could she avoid being suspected by Song Jingshen to the greatest extent.

Judging from the waiter's tone, Fang Ziming is the owner of that restaurant. He is so young, but he can run such a secretive and luxurious restaurant. He must have a strong background.

Wen Qing took a deep breath and slowly exhaled while looking at the deep blue night sky.

She just wanted to live a simple life, but life frequently gave her difficult problems, and she could only use 120% of her skills to deal with them. However, there was no answer to the difficult problems in life. She hoped that after dealing with them, she could get a result that was not too outrageous.

An autumn breeze blew, she tightened her coat and walked into the bleak autumn atmosphere.