Entertainment headlines: director’s rules for chasing a wife - Chapter 286

The National Day holiday passed quickly, and half the time had passed in the twinkling of an eye.

Although song Tingchen is still busy with Taiya, he still saves a lot of time to eat and drink around the city with Qin Youle and his children.

During this period, Liu Min secretly came to Runze villa to see the child once and gave the child a nickname Qiqi. She insisted that Qin Youle and song Tingchen independently give the child a nickname.

On this day, Qin Youle woke up naturally after sleeping as usual.

“Wake up?” Seeing Qin Youle slowly open his eyes, song Tingchen asked softly.

“Yes.” Qin Youle first subconsciously thanked him with a warm smile, and then responded, “en? Why haven’t you gone to work yet? ”

Song Tingchen didn’t say there was a holiday, so Qin Youle was surprised to see him still in bed.

“On the last day, I gave them all a holiday,” song Tingchen explained in a low voice. “I also gave myself a holiday to accompany you and Qiqi.”

Qin Youle reached out and touched song Tingchen’s face, then turned his head and looked at the window. Sure enough, the sun has risen high. The high quality of her sleep often makes her wake up more than half of the morning.

“It should be late.” When Qin Youle reached out to grab the mobile phone, her Pajama shoulder strap slipped down her shoulder.

Seeing Qin Youle’s white shoulder, song Tingchen hugged her and went back to sleep: “it’s still early. Sleep a little longer?”

“Oh, don’t make trouble…”

“Sleep a little longer and don’t rush to work…”

In the room, there was a sound of laughter and slapstick.

They lingered until more than ten o’clock before going downstairs.

Chen Zi and Liu Ma knew that song Tingchen didn’t go to work today and didn’t bother them upstairs. The three were teasing Qiqi in the living room.

“Mom Zhang, come on, let me hold it.” Seeing the child, Qin Youle immediately released song Tingchen’s hand.

Song Tingchen looked at his empty hand and showed a helpless smile. He can’t be jealous with his own son.

“Sir and madam, neither of you has eaten yet. I’ll make some.” Chen Zi hurriedly gave up his seat to song Tingchen so that their husband and wife could sit together.

Time passed peacefully.

At two o’clock in the afternoon, when song Tingchen and Qin Youle were busy with their own affairs in their study, a phone call broke the rare calm.

“What’s the matter?” Seeing that it was Huang Zhiming’s call, song Tingchen asked quietly. His eyes were still scanning the documents in his hand.

“General manager song, something’s wrong.” Huang Zhiming’s tone was very serious. He said anxiously, “the identity of you and your wife has been exposed.”

“What are you talking about?” Song Tingchen almost broke the pen in his hand.

“You and your wife are brothers and sisters, which has been dug up by the media.” Huang Zhiming said carefully, “moreover, it seems that there is a water army on the Internet. It was exposed for an hour and rushed to the hot search immediately.”

While talking, song Tingchen has opened the web page.

Sure enough, as soon as the Internet was connected, the news headline immediately jumped out of the computer screen: surprise! Song Tingchen and Qin Youle are brothers and sisters. They are in love with incest.

Song Tingchen immediately clicked on the news. This is an article published anonymously. It not only clearly describes the grievances between Song Lixian and Qin Huai, but also analyzes that song Tingchen and Qin Youle are cousins. Their combination is incest, and their license does not meet the legal conditions.

“President song?” Hearing that there was no sound in his hand, Huang Zhiming asked carefully, “President song, are you still listening to me?”

“Yes.” Song Tingchen calmly replied. In fact, he had long guessed that there would be such a day, but it came a little early.

“What now?” Huang Zhiming is like a big enemy. His plans with his girlfriend were cancelled by him because of this matter. He thinks it is very difficult.

“What can you do?” Song Tingchen asked.

“Ah!” Huang Zhiming was speechless and didn’t know how to answer. He didn’t think of any good way. Now that people have found out his background, it seems that everything is useless. This is already a fact and can not be refuted.

“Let’s do it first.” After hesitating for a while, song Tingchen said in a low voice, “don’t pay attention to it first. Just watch the development of things.”

Although Huang Zhiming has no useful suggestions on how to deal with this matter, he can’t understand song Tingchen’s attitude of not dealing with it at all.

“President song, isn’t that good?” Huang Zhiming hesitated and said, “if this matter is not handled properly, it will have a great impact on the reputation of you and your wife. Moreover, I’m afraid it may also affect Taiya.”

How important the reputation of the company’s founder is, Huang Zhiming thinks that song Tingchen should understand without him.

“I see,” song Tingchen whispered, rubbing his eyebrows. “I’ll think about it first. I’ll talk about it at work tomorrow.”

“Well…” Huang Zhiming paused and asked, “do you need me to check it? This must have been found out by intentional people. We must do something unfavorable to us. ”

“No.” Song Tingchen refused without thinking about it. He said calmly, “as long as the dawn is here, Taiya will always be the target of public criticism. This matter will be known sooner or later. It’s just that we know it sooner or later. It doesn’t matter who dug it out. Don’t bother to check it. ”

Huang Zhiming nodded. He knew what song Tingchen meant.

“By the way,” Huang Zhiming said carefully when Yao hung up the phone, “general manager song, the hospital called and said that the young master’s condition is not very good…”

Hearing Huang Zhiming’s words, song Tingchen’s heart pounded. He suddenly stood up: “how’s the situation?”

“The vital signs were unstable again last night,” Huang Zhiming had to truthfully tell song Tingchen. “The doctor said the situation was still not optimistic. If possible, we’d better transfer abroad as soon as possible. There may be a turn for the better. ”

Song Tingchen clenched his hand on the table into a fist. He clenched his pen and said coldly, “I know.”

“President song?” Hearing that song Tingchen was going to hang up, Huang Zhiming asked weakly again, “are you really not going to tell your wife? If, I mean, if one day the young master can’t stand it, won’t the lady never see him? ”

Song Tingchen felt his heart pricked by a needle. He didn’t want to tell Qin Youle the truth. Every time he and Huang Zhiming secretly go to see the children in the hospital without telling everyone, he feels ashamed of the children and Qin Youle.

“Besides, this is not the time.” Song Tingchen tried to restrain his emotions, and his eyes became red.

Qin Youle is still immersed in the joy of having a child. Song Tingchen can’t tell her that he secretly changed the child without telling her. In particular, the child may die at any time, which is a devastating blow to Qin Youle.

After hanging up, song Tingchen was stunned for a long time.

After a long time, song Tingchen impatiently closed the document in his hand. In the past, no matter what happened, he could handle it calmly without emotion, but in this matter, his whole person has changed. After all, it was his first child. Song Tingchen felt his throat tightened when he thought of it. He had the impulse to cry.

Unable to calm down, song Tingchen left his study and went to the first floor.

On the last day of the National Day holiday, the weather was particularly good. The sun was shining on the earth, as if it had shone into every corner, bringing hope to everyone.

“Song…”

Before Zhang’s mother could open her mouth, song Tingchen waved her hand to stop talking.

“I’ll take it in.” Seeing the fruit tray in Zhang Ma’s hand, song Tingchen took it easily. He walked to the end of the corridor, where is his study specially prepared for Qin Youle.

Instead of knocking, song Tingchen quietly pushed open the door.

The gauze curtain of the study was pulled up, but Qin Youle still faced the window. At that time, when song Tingchen said that she would change the direction of her table, Qin Youle insisted on facing out of the window. She felt that looking at the scenery outside could bring her inspiration, and the scenery outside could relax her eyes in time.

When song Tingchen pushed the door in, Qin Youle was typing in front of the computer. The study was more quiet against the sound of the keyboard.

Qin Youle’s long, inky hair poured down on her back and shone beautifully in the sun. She was wearing a white shirt. The shirt is a little big, but it well outlines her curve: a straight waist and a thin back.

Song Tingchen quietly put the fruit tray on the table. When he finally walked to Qin Youle’s back, Qin Youle suddenly turned around and startled him.

Seeing that song Tingchen subconsciously stepped back, Qin Youle covered his mouth and smiled playfully.

“You…” song Tingchen said helplessly, “how did you know I came in?”

“I knew it as soon as you came in,” Qin Youle said triumphantly. “I just want to see what you want to do? Want to sneak on me? Of course I’m going to scare you, too. ”

Seeing Qin you’s Lele blooming, the haze on song Tingchen’s face was swept away. He could only rub Qin Youle’s hair with a smile and said angrily: “are you so careless when writing the script?”

Qin Youle sighed and said with a sad face, “it’s hard to continue writing now after reading the previous script. I don’t know how to connect.”

Song Tingchen glanced at the computer. There were only a few lines on the computer. It seemed that Qin Youle was really “dystocia” this time.

“Well, since you can’t write for a while, take a break first.” Song Tingchen gently comforted, “writing a script depends on inspiration. If you insist on writing, it will have no effect and do useless work. ”

Qin Youle nodded and said, “what you said seems to be reasonable.”

“Come on, come and have something to eat.” Song Tingchen took Qin Youle’s hand and sat on the sofa. He said in a low voice, “facing the computer every day is bad for the skin, so drink this orange juice first, which is good for the skin.”

Qin Youle wanted to sit on the sofa, but song Tingchen pulled her into his arms.