She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Song Zhisheng responded, ran to the bathroom to wash his face, looked at his depressed self in the mirror, and forced himself to cheer up.

There is no need to be overly sad about things that are destined to be lost, because what you have now and what you can get in the future are the most important.

She has to look forward.

She pushed open the bathroom door and walked out, and found that her aunt had been keeping her eyes on her. Although she didn't say it, it was obvious that she was worried about her.

Song Zhisheng felt warm in his heart, walked over quickly, and took the initiative to pick up his bowl of wontons.

"Auntie, the wontons you make are still so delicious."

She praised him with a smile, her eyes looking a little red, which was almost like a forced smile in her aunt's eyes.

The heartache that my aunt had just suppressed came back again, and her eyes felt a little sore.

"Well, eat it while it's hot."

Song Zhisheng brought it to the table and the two sat facing each other.

Although the company is stable now, it is still very busy, so Song's father drove to the company early in the morning and probably won't be back until very late today.

Song Zhisheng ate a bite of wonton in silence, feeling warm in his stomach.

She lowered her head and could feel her aunt's gaze on her from time to time.

Song Zhisheng paused, stopped what he was doing, slowly raised his head and looked at his aunt whose eyes were filled with heartache.

"Auntie," she called softly, then smiled, "I'm not sad anymore."

She was indeed disappointed at the time, but she always recovered quickly.

As long as what happened was not worth her being too sad, she could quickly get rid of that emotion.

"Aunt knows."

Aunt looked at her and said softly.

Of course she knew that her Shengsheng had always been a very strong child.

But as parents, it is inevitable that we will feel distressed when we see our children being wronged.

Song Zhisheng was silent for two seconds, then suddenly stretched out his left hand and held his aunt's hand.

With complex emotions surging in her heart, she looked at the person in front of her, her eyes expressing her inner thoughts:

"Aunt, that's all in the past. She won't bother us anymore."

"I have you guys and my new friends, and life is good now."

So stop feeling sorry for her.

The aunt raised her eyes and held back her tears, feeling the warmth in Song Zhisheng's palm, and slowly felt relieved.

After calming down, my aunt smiled.

Song Zhisheng also laughed.

Mo Rou's appearance was just a trivial episode to Song Zhisheng. She quickly put her behind her and began to pack her suitcase.

Five days passed in a flash, and she had to rush to meet other guests with her suitcase this afternoon.

Director Li booked the tickets for their trip abroad, and everyone's flight time is the same.

They will meet up later, have a meal and then board the plane.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Song Zhisheng was feeling a little excited.

She squatted beside the suitcase, reached out to put the folded clothes into the suitcase, and then put the prepared gifts in.

After zipping up the suitcase and picking it up, she turned her head to look at her clean and tidy room, opened the door, walked out, and quickly went downstairs with the suitcase.

Song's father and aunt were waiting for her in the living room at this time. When they saw her coming down, they stood up and walked over.

"You're leaving now. I thought you could stay for two more days." Song's father sighed.

Song Zhisheng smiled and said, "I said it when I signed the contract. It's okay. I'll be back in ten days."

The last stop was filming in this city, so she wouldn’t have to leave again when she comes back next time.

"Okay, we'll wait for you at home."

As the aunt spoke, she reached out and put the scarf around her, giving her soft instructions.

"The weather has been getting colder recently. Remember to wear something warmer so you don't catch a cold."

Song Zhisheng smiled and nodded, then suddenly asked:

"Cousin, you're going to be back soon, right?"

The year is almost over, and it's time for them to finish work and come back.

My aunt smiled happily when she heard this: "Well, they will be back two days before the winter solstice and will leave after the Chinese New Year."

"Then let's have a good time as a family."

Song Zhisheng smiled with his eyes curved, and suddenly thought of something and his tone became a little regretful.

"I might not get home until very late on the winter solstice, and I probably won't be able to eat dumplings at home."

Father Song continued, "Don't worry, my daughter. Dad is waiting for you and will definitely leave you a copy."

"it is good."

Song Zhisheng responded, then opened his phone and checked the time.

"It's getting late. I need to hurry over."

She reached out and hugged the two people in front of her, then carried her suitcase and went out to get in the car.

Father Song looked reluctant, but he didn't say anything. He whispered to the driver.

"Remember to turn on the heater in the car."

The driver responded respectfully, picked up the suitcase and put it in the trunk.

Song Zhisheng got in the car, opened the window and waved to the two of them.

My aunt smiled and waved to her quickly, saying, "The car is about to leave, please close the window quickly."

Song Zhisheng obediently closed the car window and started the car. She looked at the two of them through the window and after a long while she reluctantly looked away.

A message popped up on her phone. She unlocked it and took a look, only to find it was a message from her sister group.

Ji Ning has arrived at the meeting place by now.

There was a flash of surprise in her eyes. Ji Ning arrived so early.

I looked down at the navigation and saw Song Zhisheng sending a message in the group.

"I'll be there in about fifteen minutes."

Meng Changyao also sent a message soon: "Zhisheng and I are about the same time."

The car drove all the way and soon arrived at the hotel that Director Li had booked.

Song Zhisheng got out of the car and took the suitcase from the driver. When he looked up, he happened to see Meng Changyao getting out of the car behind him.

A smile suddenly appeared on her face. She excitedly walked over with her suitcase and gave Meng Changyao a big hug.

Meng Changyao hugged her back. She was obviously smiling happily, but she wanted to tease Song Zhisheng.

"Hey, didn't we just meet? How come it feels like a long time since we last met?"

Song Zhisheng immediately let go of his hand and said deliberately, "Actually, I didn't expect it to be that serious..."

Meng Changyao couldn't help but smile. The cold wind blew on her face and she shrank her neck because of the cold.

"Let's go in quickly, it's too cold outside."

Song Zhisheng nodded, and the two of them walked into the hotel carrying their suitcases. The others had arrived.

Song Zhisheng was about to greet them when his eyes suddenly fell on one of the male guests with a look of surprise.

"Fu Linxing, why did you dye your hair black?"

Not far away, Fu Linxing was standing there in a black coat. His originally red hair was dyed black, and the silver necklace on his neck was shining. He looked like a different person.

Even more handsome.

When Fu Linxing heard Song Zhisheng's voice, his cold expression suddenly changed. He asked with a smile on his face:

"Does it look good? I just dyed it."

He asked this question, but he was very satisfied in his heart.

He even dyed his hair black. Doesn't he look more reliable now?