Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 844: The 7 Constellations of Professional Stuntmen (57)

Song Yuesheng quickly pulled his hand back.

"Shengsheng..." Xu Yanheng's fingertips were still suspended in the air, and the soft touch just now had disappeared.

"That's it." She raised her index finger and made a silencing gesture. "This matter is over. I have something more important to ask you for help."

"Help?" Xu Yanheng's eyebrows relaxed, and the light behind the lenses was so gentle that tears could drip from his eyes. "As long as Shengsheng asks--"

"Help me find someone." Song Yuesheng interrupted him, tapping the table with his fingertips, "Miss Lin who went to Jishidiang to see you for acupuncture four years ago."

Xu Yanheng's smile froze on his face.

"Hmm?" His Adam's apple rolled, and the gold-rimmed glasses chain swayed slightly as he tilted his head, "Why suddenly..."

Song Yuesheng picked up the teacup, the hot steam blurred her expression: "I just want to know where she is."

After a brief silence, Xu Yanheng suddenly laughed softly.

He leaned forward, and the cuff of his white shirt rubbed against the water stains on the table: "Shengsheng..." His voice was filled with unconcealed joy, "I've remembered it for four years. Are you jealous?"

"Whatever you think." Song Yuesheng put down the teacup, "I just want to know her whereabouts now."

"This is really unfair to me." Xu Yanheng spread his hands helplessly. "After so much time, if I can still find her, wouldn't it seem like I have been in contact with her all these years? Shengsheng, I love you so much, you can't wrong me like this."

"The medical record system of the Chinese medicine clinic." Song Yuesheng pointed out calmly, "If we retrieve the medical records of that year, we can follow the clues to the cause."

Xu Yanheng was stunned.

He suddenly reached out his hand, and his fingertips gently brushed across her frowning brows: "Shengsheng," his voice was as gentle as coaxing a child, "there is really nothing between her and me..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Yuesheng suddenly slapped his hand away.

The porcelain spoon hit the wall of the cup, making a crisp sound.

"..."

Xu Yanheng's hand froze in mid-air, and the agarwood bracelet on his wrist swayed slightly.

Song Yuesheng held his forehead and sighed: "I'm not going to fight Miss Lin."

She looked at him helplessly.

"Xu Yanheng, I just recently remembered that someone told me that Miss Lin studied journalism." His fingertips unconsciously circled the rim of the cup. "Once the orphanage issue is resolved, I want to find a reliable media to do a special report."

The plot given by Sparrow Spirit is too vague.

It only mentioned that Lin Wenyuan studied journalism at university and then fell in love with Xu Yanheng, but it did not say where he went after graduation.

To look for her in such a huge crowd is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But if you let the corresponding male protagonist look for it, it will definitely be more efficient.

Song Yuesheng raised his eyes and met Xu Yanheng's inquiring gaze.

"There are plenty of good media," he pushed up his glasses, his eyes flickering behind the lenses, "Why do we have to look for..."

"It's easier for people of the same age to communicate." Song Yuesheng interrupted him and suddenly raised his eyebrows playfully, "Doctor Xu is so reluctant..."

She leaned forward. "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Sheng Sheng!"

Song Yuesheng smiled and waved his hand, "Remember to help me find it. The trial will be in half a month, just find it within 20 days. Then I'll contact you about the report."

Xu Yanheng's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "... Yeah."

Twenty minutes later, the two left the restaurant together.

Song Yuesheng was about to hail a taxi and leave when he suddenly heard familiar footsteps behind him.

She turned around abruptly: "I thought -" her eyebrows raised slightly, "After everything is clear, Dr. Xu should move to the dormitory of the Chinese Medicine University?"

Xu Yanheng took a step forward and grabbed her wrist without saying a word.

His warm palm pressed against her slightly cool skin, with such force that it almost left fingerprints.

"You said you would take me in." He lowered his head and leaned closer, with a faint scent of medicine on his breath, "Shengsheng, you can't lie to me."

Song Yuesheng tried to pull her hand away, but he held it even tighter.

The street lights cast tiny spots of light on his lenses, hiding the emotions surging in his eyes.

"I've been with you for half a month," she sighed helplessly, "Are you not tired of me yet?" She tapped his chest with her fingertips, "I have to go back to S City tomorrow. The company is short of staff, so I have to recruit."

The corners of Xu Yanheng's lips were straightened into a straight line: "Isn't this an excuse to meet Si Shu?"

Song Yuesheng said: "He is now busy competing with the Shen family for resources and has no time to care whether I will return or not."

Xu Yanheng: "How can he be busy?"

"Hmm?" Song Yuesheng squinted at him, "What are you hiding from me?"

Xu Yanheng's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes behind the lenses dodged slightly: "...Nothing."

——Sure enough, it’s related to Shen Zhirang’s matter.

Song Yuesheng stopped asking questions and let him lead her through the neon-lit streets.

The night breeze blows by, bringing with it the coolness of early autumn.

**

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly.

Song Yuesheng came out wiping her hair, with drops of water dripping onto her collarbone and then sliding into the loose collar of her bathrobe.

She looked at Xu Yanheng who was sitting beside the bed in a daze: "Don't forget to help me find someone..."

Before Song Yuesheng could put the towel back, he was suddenly pulled into his arms by a strong force.

Xu Yanheng's white shirt was still damp from his shower, and the third button was unbuttoned, revealing his well-defined collarbone.

"Doctor Xu..." She deliberately dragged out her voice, her fingertips sliding down along his Adam's apple, "Didn't they say that overindulgence is harmful to the body?" She drew circles on his chest, "As a doctor, how can you... um..."

The unfinished words were sealed by the hot kiss.

Xu Yanheng held the back of her head to deepen the kiss, while his other hand tightly clasped her waist.

The ties of the bathrobe had loosened at some point, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

"It's different for you..." His lips moved to her ears, his voice hoarse, "If possible..." His warm palm stroked her slender waistline, "I want to do this every day..."

The night wind lifted a corner of the curtain, and the moonlight quietly glimpsed the overlapping figures.

Song Yuesheng chuckled and traced his tense jawline with her fingertips: "I'm afraid it will be a life-and-death struggle by then."

Xu Yanheng lowered his head and kissed her lips, and said vaguely while tossing and turning, "I can't bear to let you go..." He held her up horizontally with both arms, "That's why I have to limit the number of times I see you."

The moment he was gently placed on the bed, Song Yuesheng suddenly laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Xu Yanheng leaned on top of her, and the water droplets on his hair fell on her neck, feeling cool.

"I just suddenly felt that..." She reached out to play with his scattered hair, "It's a pity that Dr. Xu is not a doctor." Her fingertips slid down along his Adam's apple, "He should be a language worker like a host."

Xu Yanheng's eyes darkened - this was saying that he said one thing and meant another.

Every time they had an argument, he was always the one who benefited in the end.

"It's all Shengsheng's fault..." He lowered his head and bit her collarbone, leaving a shallow tooth mark, "You're really good at attracting bees and butterflies." His warm lips and tongue lingered on the mark, "If you're not careful, you'll bring back one or two surprises."

Song Yuesheng panted and pushed him: "Actually, all of this... has reasons..."

Xu Yanheng pinched her cheek punitively: "Do you have to say this now?"

"Didn't you ask first?" She blinked innocently, the collar of her bathrobe slipping down as she moved. "I have to explain clearly that some things... were not my intention."

"Tsk."

Xu Yanheng suddenly pulled the quilt over and rolled into the soft bed with her: "Go to sleep."

"Not going on?" Song Yuesheng rubbed him deliberately.

The arm around his waist suddenly tightened: "I'm not that beastly."

His voice was muffled in her hair. "I was busy until the early morning yesterday..." He paused. "I was just a little angry when I heard you say you were leaving."

"Just a little?"

"...very angry." Xu Yanheng sighed as if resigned to his fate, and suddenly took her earlobe in his mouth and bit it gently, "So don't seduce me..." His breathing became noticeably heavier, "I don't have much self-control towards you."

Song Yuesheng finally calmed down and said "hmm" softly.

The moonlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting tiny shadows on his handsome face.

She leaned into his arms, listening to his heartbeat gradually steadying.

The corners of Xu Yanheng's lips rose silently, and he hugged her tighter.

Two days later.

Xu Yanheng, who claimed that he was going to give a lecture at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, finally left, and Song Yuesheng also left Yuncheng after confirming that Sang Xia and the others were able to handle things on their own.

The company currently has only one artist, Su Yunwei, but recruitment for each department needs to be started as soon as possible.

During this period, the business war between Shen Group and Si Group became a hot topic online.

Simply put, the two companies initially reached a strategic cooperation.

However, Shen's made a mistake in a major project, and Shen Zhirang transferred the shares to Si Shu without the consent of the board of directors as compensation for the mistake.

What is even more dramatic is that when Mr. Shen found out, he was so furious that he directly dismissed Shen Zhirang from his position as president. However, this former pride of the business world actually drove his car into the sea that day and his whereabouts have been unknown to this day.

Song Yuesheng snorted and locked the screen.

Today is the fourth day since he fell into the sea, and news reports still show that Shen Zhirang’s body has not been found.

How is it possible to find it?

This drama is probably a masterpiece carefully designed by those people.

Shen Zhirang's method of "actively disappearing" perfectly avoided all possible investigations.

"Boss, this is the resume of the applicant for the Planning Department."

The newly hired human resources manager Xiao Liu knocked on the door and put a stack of documents on the table.

This short-haired girl worked efficiently and effectively, and got all the recruitment processes on track in just three days.

"Okay." Song Yuesheng took the document, "I'll go through it first and arrange the interview in the next two days."

Xiao Liu nodded neatly: "Understood."

While flipping through the pages, a name suddenly caught my eye - Nan Zhi. The resume for the internship position was concise and elegant. I was studying at the Department of Media at Lin University, probably to gain experience.

Song Yuesheng tapped his fingertips lightly on the paper and suddenly looked up: "Whether it is a full-time employee or an intern, we must treat them equally."

She sorted out the resumes neatly, "according to professional standards, and if there are any special circumstances, they will be eliminated directly."

"Understood." Xiao Liu picked up the documents, "I'll go send out the interview notices right away."

After watching her leave, Song Yuesheng looked out the window.

The sun was shining brightly, and the glass curtain wall of the building reflected dazzling light.

She gently stroked the edge of the phone, thoughtfully.

The only ones missing for task two are the Shuanglin sisters.

**

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the glass curtain wall, casting mottled light and shadows on Song Yuesheng's desk.

She was packing up her documents and getting ready to leave work when her phone suddenly vibrated wildly - a hot search term popped up on Weibo's hot search list:

Pei Yu and Song Yue get married

The page froze instantly and the Big Eyes software crashed.

Song Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, and his bony fingers refreshed the page for three or four minutes before he reluctantly clicked on the details.

@宋月V: Please advise me for the rest of my life @沛煜V[marriage certificate photo.jpg]

The comment section had already exploded, but her eyes were fixed on the date of the marriage certificate - exactly one month ago, the day after the dating variety show ended.

Song Yuesheng's eyes were deep.

In the video of the closing banquet that day, Pei Yu communicated with Song Yueling throughout the whole process, and even deliberately avoided sitting at the same table.

really……

It was the work of that person who defected from the system.

She suddenly chuckled and ran her fingertips over the photo of the marriage certificate on the screen.

A forced marriage has no emotional basis and will only lead to growing disgust.

Song Yue and Pei Yu were experiencing love, hate and vengeance, so Song Yue had no time to mess up her situation.

As soon as Song Yuesheng walked out of the office, he heard suppressed sobbing coming from the elevator next door.

Two young female employees came out with red eyes, and Pei Yu's wedding photo was displayed on their mobile phone screens.

"Song Yue is not worthy of our Brother Pei at all."

"That's it."

Song Yuesheng sighed silently.

The fate of a star-chasing girl...

"Boss?!" One of the employees suddenly looked up and put away his phone in panic.

"It's time to get off work, be careful." Song Yuesheng nodded slightly and walked quickly towards the revolving door.

She knew too well that the last person employees wanted to see after get off work was their boss.

The dusk gradually deepens and the lights come on.

As soon as Song Yuesheng stepped out of the revolving door, she saw the hot search actor leaning against a street lamp - his baseball cap was pulled down low, and he was not even wearing a mask. His handsome face was particularly eye-catching in the night.

"So you are Su Yunwei's boss." Pei Yu stood up and spoke in a low voice.

Song Yuesheng quickly sent a location message to Si Shu while smiling professionally: "I wonder what Yun Wei did on the set that made Mr. Pei come here to complain?

"She deliberately emphasized, "Sister Lan should have taught her the rules."

Pei Yu suddenly took a step forward, and the street light cast a sharp shadow on his well-defined face: "Song Yuesheng, what you should ask is what you did."

"Mr. Pei," she took a half step back, keeping a distance, "right and wrong have already been made clear." Her fingertips slid across the phone screen, showing the popular search, "Instead of arguing with me here, why not solve this hot search first?"

The night breeze blew by, lifting a corner of her suit jacket.

Pei Yu frowned: "Hot search?"

Song Yuesheng calmly waved her phone: "Mrs. Pei has made the official announcement."

The marriage certificate photo on the screen was particularly dazzling in the twilight.

Pei Yu's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly took out his cell phone.

On the hot search list, the entry about Pei Yu and Song Yue getting married was followed by the word "explosion", and the comment section had already exploded.

"There's nothing between her and me!" He looked up suddenly, with a rare urgency in his voice.

Song Yuesheng chuckled and tapped the edge of the phone with his fingertips: "A marriage certificate cannot be faked."

She raised her eyes, her dark pupils reflecting the light of the street lamp.

"And Mr. Pei, you explained to the wrong person."

Pei Yu was about to speak, but she suddenly smiled and said, "I'll give you a word of advice - if you hesitate to make a decision, you will suffer the consequences."

She glanced meaningfully at the photo of Song Yue on his phone.

"This doesn't just apply to you and me."

After all, Pei Yu is just a victim.

The life and death order is in her hands. He went against the plot and found her, and now he is forcibly bound by Song Yue through the system.

I wish he could avoid all that and live his life.