Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 847: The 7 Constellations of Professional Stuntmen (60)

Watching the black car speeding away into the night, Song Yuesheng slowly withdrew his gaze. With a flick of his finger, the heavy curtains closed silently, blocking out the last ray of light from the street lamp.

The exhaled breath condensed into a small white mist on the cold glass, which quickly dissipated.

Si Shu came at a good time.

——She is not busy recently.

The matter of the orphanage has come to an end. The current female protagonists are basically in her team, and Su Yunwei's movie is also being filmed in full swing.

If it were normal, she would have chased him away long ago, and would never have accompanied him in the "begging for forgiveness" drama.

but……

They seem to be even more clingy than before...it's really annoying.

After the mission is completed, she will buy a plane ticket and go to another city to relax for a while. The male protagonist should not appear again, right?

It shouldn't be... right?

Song Yuesheng rubbed his forehead and put the thought behind him.

Let’s resolve Lin Jing’s issue first.

However, even after arriving in City A, there was still no news about Lin Jing.

The Lin family is considered to be well-known in City A, but Lin Jing, as the eldest daughter of the Lin family, seemed to have been completely wiped out by an invisible hand. Except for the fact that Lin Jing is the executive president of the Lin Group, there is not even the slightest trace left.

There was a drizzle in City A in the early morning. Song Yuesheng pulled up his mask, and the cold nylon fabric stuck to his cheeks.

She casually brushed away her bangs that were wet by the rain and looked up at the towering Lin Group Building in front of her.

The glass curtain wall glowed coldly on the rainy day, like a huge piece of ice.

"Miss, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?" The receptionist stood up with a standard smile, but her eyes were scrutinizing.

Song Yuesheng said in a gentle voice: "I am an old friend of General Manager Lin when he was in Hong Kong City. Although we only got along for a few days back then, it is a rare opportunity for me to come to City A this time, and I want to meet her."

She shook her phone helplessly, "It's a pity that the call can't be connected. Maybe the number has been changed."

Gangcheng is where Lin Jing lived with her grandparents when she was a child. She was taken into the Lin family when she was six years old.

This is a good excuse to get closer.

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a new memory emerged in Song Yuesheng's mind.

During the May Day holiday when he was six years old, his whole family went to the port city for a trip.

Although I stayed there for a short time, I made a friend with whom I could talk about all kinds of topics. Before leaving, we exchanged phone numbers and said that we would visit each other's city when we grow up.

Even the dark green cheongsam with twined branches pattern that my mother wore was bought in Hong Kong, from a century-old tailor shop recommended by the little girl.

The little girl had cat-like amber eyes.

"Okay miss, please wait a moment. I'll transfer you to the internal line." The receptionist had a professional smile on her face and her fingers were typing quickly on the keyboard.

She looked at the distinguished visitor in front of her inconspicuously, and he didn't look like he was here to cause trouble.

What's more, the other party is very confident, so it's always better to be cautious.

But for Song Yuesheng, the situation was completely different.

She didn't know how the [Life and Death Order] would automatically fix the plot.

What concerned her even more was that, given the Lin family's important position in City A, Lin Jing, the executive president, could not find any images of her on the Internet.

Did he deliberately hide behind the scenes? Or...

"Miss, what's your name?" The receptionist's gentle question interrupted her thoughts.

"Song." She raised her eyes, her lips curled up just the right amount, "Song from the Song Dynasty. When I was a kid, Lin Jing took me and my mother to a century-old tailor shop and bought a dark green cheongsam with a twisted branch pattern."

The receptionist nodded and whispered something into the phone.

After hanging up, her smile became even more friendly: "Ms. Song, please go to the waiting area and sit for a while. Our General Manager Lin will be down soon."

"Thank you."

The leather sofa in the waiting area was soft and comfortable, but Song Yuesheng just sat on the edge.

Her fingers tapped unconsciously on her knees, her eyes scanning the elites coming and going in the hall.

Five minutes later, the elevator opened with a ding.

A woman wearing ten-centimeter high heels and with big wavy hair strode over.

She was wearing a neat dark red suit, the diamond earrings on her earlobes flickered with every step she took, and she exuded a sharp aura.

The woman walked to the front desk, said a few words, and then walked straight towards Song Yuesheng.

"Xiao Song, right?" The woman smiled brightly and held out her hand. "I almost didn't recognize you after not seeing you for so many years."

Song Yuesheng stood up to greet him, but the moment he raised his eyes, he understood.

The woman in front of me was very beautiful, so beautiful that she was extremely aggressive.

But not Lin Jing.

Although they had never met before, the information provided by the Sparrow Spirit and the extra memories just now clearly showed that Lin Jing should have a pair of unique, cat-like amber eyes.

But the woman in front of me is not.

Lin Jing raised her red lips slightly: "What's wrong, Xiao Song, can't you recognize me?"

Her voice was filled with familiar intimacy.

"We sneaked to the harbor to see the big ships, and when we came back and were discovered by your mother, we got a good scolding."

She blinked and jokingly said, "Could it be that he secretly ran away from Yuncheng again without telling Auntie?"

Song Yuesheng's eyes flickered slightly, but his face showed no expression.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and chuckled, "Girls change a lot when they grow up. They'll be stunned for a while after all."

Lin Jing suddenly reached out and tapped her mask. The dark red nail polish on her nails shone coldly under the light: "You came to see me, and you're still wearing this?"

"It's a professional habit." Song Yuesheng hooked the mask string with her slender fingers and slowly took it off. "I'm afraid of being photographed by paparazzi."

"Oh?" Lin Jing raised her eyebrows, "You are in the entertainment industry now?"

"It's the boss." Song Yuesheng folded the mask and put it in his pocket, with a perfect smile on the corner of his lips, "But it's not as good as Lin's, it's just a small company."

Lin Jing nodded thoughtfully and was about to say something when she heard the ringing sound.

The sudden ringing of the phone interrupted her words.

Lin Jing smiled apologetically and walked a few steps away to answer the phone.

Song Yuesheng stared at her straight back and noticed that she subconsciously used her fingertips to curl the ends of her hair when she answered the phone - completely different from Lin Jing's habit recorded in the information.

"I'm so sorry." Lin Jing walked back quickly with an apologetic smile on her face, "There's an emergency meeting."

She took out her phone.

"Shall we add each other's contact information first? We'll definitely have a good get-together after we're done with this."

"I understand." Song Yuesheng smiled and scanned the code to add, tapping the screen with his fingertips, "You go ahead."

When I walked out of the Lin Group building, it was still drizzling.

Song Yuesheng paused at the revolving door. Through the reflection in the glass, she saw "Lin Jing" leaning over the front desk and saying something. The receptionist nodded repeatedly, looking particularly respectful.

Song Yuesheng raised his hand and gently stroked his chin, his eyes darkening.

Since someone could replace Lin Jing's identity so perfectly...

So where is the real Lin Jing at this moment?

"We caught the bad boy who wasn't looking where he was going."

When a deep voice sounded in his ears, Song Yuesheng suddenly stopped.

She looked up and met a pair of teasing eyes.

Lu Xingyi had stood half a step in front of her without her noticing, his well-tailored navy blue suit outlining the superior lines of his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

Standing next to him was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, who tactfully stepped aside.

"Are you starting to take over the family business?" Song Yuesheng glanced at his clothes.

Lu Xingyi suddenly leaned forward, a shadow looming over him: "I should have done this six years ago."

The words he emphasized deliberately concealed a regret that only she could understand.

Song Yuesheng casually brushed away the hair that had drifted to her lips: "I've seen all kinds of life in the entertainment industry for six years, it's not too late to inherit the family business now."

Before she finished her words, slightly cold fingertips suddenly pinched her cheeks.

Lu Xingyi narrowed his eyes: "You really can't hear what I want to say?"

His thumb unconsciously stroked the delicate skin of her cheekbone, as if he was stroking fragile porcelain.

"What do you want to say?" She looked up at him.

"...Nothing." Lu Xingyi suddenly let go and swallowed the second half of the sentence with his Adam's apple rolling.

——Because I met you, I inherited the family business so many years later, but I don’t regret it.

Song Yuesheng nodded: "Then I'll leave."

Lu Xingyi grabbed her wrist, and the cuff of his expensive suit brushed against the skin on her wrist, causing a slight tremor.

He suppressed anger in his voice: "It's fine if you didn't come to City A to look for me, you can leave now." Suddenly he lowered his voice, "But you are not allowed to look for that brat Jiang Xu!"

"Control me." She chuckled, with a gleam of provocation in her eyes.

Lu Xingyi was stunned for a moment, then he laughed in anger: "It's obviously the same meaning, you haven't said this to anyone else."

He leaned in closer, his warm breath against her ear.

"Shengsheng, you can't have a stereotype about me just because you heard those things. When did I..."

He suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest. He could feel her violent heartbeat through his clothes. "When have I ever been bad to you?"

"Does Xue Rong not count?" Song Yuesheng raised an eyebrow.

Lu Xingyi suddenly chuckled, tightened his arms, and pressed her deeper into his arms.

His suit jacket was stained with the dampness of the autumn rain, mixed with the coolness of the cedar perfume, wrapping her whole body.

"Not really." He lowered his head, his thin lips almost touching her earlobe, his voice hoarse, "It's just fun."*

His breath was hot, with a hint of unwilling accusation: "And when did you agree? I asked you to bite me, but you refused."

Song Yuesheng curled the corners of his mouth, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

She raised her hand to his chest, slightly distanced herself from him, and said calmly, "You should go. If anything happens, I'll call you."*

Lu Xingyi's eyes darkened and he grabbed her wrist: "I am just a tool? You only look for me when you have something to do?"

"Yes." She admitted without hesitation, her eyes frankly, "This is the only way to maintain a long-term relationship. Mixing too much emotion will only make things complicated and make things unclear."

Lu Xingyi's Adam's apple rolled, and dark emotions surged in his eyes, like a beast that was stung, but tried hard not to show its fangs.

“Shengsheng…” His voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, with a bit of grievance and unwillingness, and finally turned into a low and hoarse accusation: “Are you only this cruel… to me?”

Song Yuesheng looked at him quietly and suddenly sighed softly.

"I'm telling you this because I trust you."

Her fingertips brushed across his brow bone, and her tone was unusually gentle, "I used to trust Si Shu, but he has been a little too much recently. There are some heartfelt words... I can no longer tell him."

Lu Xingyi's eyes moved slightly, like a wolf whose fur was stroked. Although his face was still tense, the gloom in his eyes had mostly dissipated.

"Except for Si Shu, no one else can be confided in." He said in a muffled voice, as if declaring sovereignty, but also as a warning.

Song Yuesheng chuckled, stepped away from his arms, raised her hand and touched his face, like comforting a grumpy wolfhound.

"You want too much, Lu Xingyi." She took a step back and stepped into the dense rain. Her voice was light but every word was clear: "Don't be too greedy. Let's go."

Lu Xingyi was stunned, looking at her back as she ran in the rain, and suddenly he realized something.

Shengsheng could have broken free earlier in the morning, but she insisted on waiting until now to leave.

She was using Si Shu to...hit him?

In fact, ever since Shengsheng came back from the northwest, everyone has noticed that she is more like a normal person than before and they all want to have her all to themselves.

However, due to the handover of the Lu family, he was too busy to handle everything and could not press forward as hard as the others.

The eye-catching messages in the group had made him jealous and crazy, and he even had murderous thoughts several times...

But now it seems——

Shengsheng's patience has reached its limit.

And he, by accident, became the one who was not completely pushed away?

The corners of Lu Xingyi's mouth rose uncontrollably, and a hint of triumphant joy flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he forced himself to suppress his smile, coughed lightly, and returned to his stern look.

Don't show off.

You have to be more restrained in the group.

Seeing that he finally took action, the assistant immediately opened a black umbrella and walked quickly forward, tilting the umbrella slightly to ensure that the rain would not splash onto his suit.

"Boss Lu, this cooperation with Lin's..."

Lu Xingyi's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Say it again." His voice was cold, as if it had been chilled by ice.

The assistant was stunned, thinking that he was worried about the lack of preparation, and quickly explained: "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, all the plans have been perfected, and the budget is within the financial control range, it will not affect..."

Lu Xingyi wasn't listening at all.

His eyes were fixed on the Lin Building in front of him. The glass curtain wall glowed coldly in the rain, like a huge ice cage.

Why did Shengsheng come here?

The receptionist was intimidated by Lu Xingyi's cold aura, and she straightened her back before he could even open his mouth.

"Who was Miss Song looking for just now?"

"Yes, it's President Lin..." the receptionist said cautiously, "They seem to be friends..."

friend?

Lu Xingyi's eyes suddenly darkened.

One is in Yuncheng and the other is in City A. How can two people who have nothing in common be friends?

His fingertips hovered over the phone screen. In the contact list, the three words "A Shengsheng" lit up glaringly.

But in the end, Lu Xingyi turned off his phone.

There is something odd about this.

If it affects what Shengsheng wants to do, his current "advantage" will definitely be dragged down.

He still knows what is important and what is not.

Lu Xingyi looked at the receptionist and said, "Tell Lin Jing that after the evaluation by the professional team of Lu's company, Lin's company is still lacking in the field of new energy. Lu's company has decided not to cooperate."

The assistant was stunned, and the briefcase in his hand suddenly felt heavy.

Isn't it inevitable that the president will get some benefits from the cooperation with Lin?

How come it changed so suddenly?

The receptionist didn't dare to say anything after hearing this. After Lu Xingyi left in a hurry, she quickly called the internal line and told Lin Jing the original words.

When Lin Jing heard this, she was furious.

[2233, didn't you say that there is a 99.9% chance that the male lead and I will cooperate, and then we will successfully match up and start the plot of chasing the wife to the crematorium? ]

[You said the task was easy, but how could it be easy? This is a typical scam! ]

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