Sweet Beloved Reborn

Proofread by Liang Yaping

“Did they bother you?”

After leaving the set and getting into the car of Xi Ze, he asks with concern the moment the door of the car just closes.

“Huh?” Song Qinghuan blinks her eyes with confusion.

“That man, who was very close to Song Shuyao at the banquet that day.” For those around Song Shuyao, Xi Ze will automatically classify them into scums.

His family is running an entertainment company. He knows too much about the hypocritical society and people always do one thing before one man’s face and another behind his back. He protects Song Qinghuan partly because of her innocence, straightforwardness and kindness.

Every time he looks at her, her big round eyes, which are as delicate and beautiful as his Ragdoll, tell him her fondness and hatred directly.

But recently, Xi Ze finds that he could not understand Song Qinghuan.

“Yes?” Song Qinghuan smiles lightly while looking down. “But the shooting went smoothly and they did not bother me.”

Xi Ze’s eyes imply that he is rather disappointed with Song Qinghuan. He knows that Song Qinghuan is lying, but she doesn’t find that due to her looking down.

Despite the fact that Xi Ze usually presents carelessness in front of Song Qinghuan, he is unwilling to believe that Song Qinghuan will scheme against him. But he has egg on his own face through these two events.

Finally, in a joking tone, Xi Ze says, “Have you been hiding something from me lately?”

Song Qinghuan puts her palms on her knees with a little strength. She knows that Xi Ze knows a little bit.

Because Xi Ze is so familiar with her that he can notice every change immediately. But what can she say?

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“Even if I don’t fight, they won’t make me feel better, and all I do is fight back.”

Song Qinghuan looks up at Xi Ze. Just when Xi Ze thinks she is going to open her mouth to explain, Song Qinghuan just looks at him with a big smile and says, “No.”

“…” With his hands overlapped, Xi Ze droops his eyelids and laughs silently. His smile is somewhat lonely from the invisible angle of Song Qinghuan.

If Song Qinghuan takes the initiative to speak out, Xi Ze will help her unconditionally. On the contrary, Song Qinghuan does it in the way of calculating him, which makes Xi Ze very disappointed with her.

In the nanny’s car, Xiang Yan takes out a tin of iced cocktails from the small refrigerator and hands it to Xu Ningzhou. They cheer with each other. Xiang Yan says, “Brother, thank you today”, in a playful way.

“Be practical.” Xu Ningzhou raises his head and swigs. As the sexy larynx being up and down, the assistant sitting on the copilot flutters wildly after seeing that.

“Okay,” Xiang Yan raises his jaw toward him, and says loudly and confidently, “So do you. You’ve been abroad for more than ten years. And you fly directly to Lin’an instead of your home as soon as you land on the motherland. I know paying a visit is an excuse. What’s wrong with you that you suddenly decided to guest on my MV?”

Xu Ningzhou holds his arms, wears a bigger smile and falls on the back of his chair.

Xiang Yan is surer that he has some secrets, “Hey, what’s the situation? Tell me.”

Even if the industry of the Song family is bigger, from Xiang Yan’s point of view, it cannot catch his eyes, let alone Xu Ningzhou, the prince.

“Unforgettable beauty or first crush in youth?”

Xu Ningzhou closes his eyes and puts his hand directly on Xiang Yan’s head. “You are making too much noise. Be quiet for a while.”

“Shit. You must hide something from me.”

Xi Ze has gone abroad.

Song Qinghuan’s rebirth seems to use this thing to tell her that what happened in her previous life is still on the same track.

When Song Qinghuan hears of the news that Xi Ze has gone abroad from the location of airport and the picture of an offer of a foreign university in Xi Ze’s WeChat moment, she is on her way to walk into the corridor of Song Shuyao’s ward.

Song Qinghuan puts the mobile phone away. She breathes out and turns the doorknob of Song Shuyao’s ward. At the moment of opening the door, there is a man’s voice which is lazy, sexy and recognizable.

They two should have talked about some interesting topics. He smiles slightly and says, “Yeah, I must go and have a look next time.”

The sound of opening the door ends with the voice, and the two people in the ward, who are talking and enjoying each other, turn their heads and look at her.

Song Qinghuan stands at the door of the ward, wearing a white sportswear with blue stripes which covers her white legs, pinning up her long hair to show her cleanness and refreshing, with earphone cord around her neck and a pair of dark and moving clear eyes which look like two quiet deep springs.

Song Shuyao changes her eyes, waves with a kind smile and says in a familiar tone, “Huanhuan, you are here. Come in.”

Then she introduces her to Xu Ningzhou, saying, “This is my sister Song Qinghuan.” She also introduces Xu Ningzhou to Song Qinghuan. “This is my friend Mr. Xu.”

“Hello.” Song Qinghuan enters.

“Hello.” Xu Ningzhou keeps smiling and greets to her in a very gentleman way.

They both pretend that it is the first time to meet each other.

She puts the little insulation bucket on the table and says to Song Shuyao, “This is the edible bird’s nest porridge that you desire.”

Because Xu Ningzhou is present, Song Shuyao shows the most warm and intimate sisterhood to Song Qinghuan. Song Qinghuan is unwilling to accompany Song Shuyao to do acting. So she leaves on the pretext that she has to go back to practice playing the piano.

Just five minutes after Song Qinghuan left the hospital building, she is stopped!