Madam is a Superstar

Traffic jams belong to traffic jams, and the traffic police are not very efficient. Soon the congested traffic will return to normal traffic.

Song Qing didn't change lanes, the white car behind might be afraid of being caught by her several times behind the way,

After a while, he catches up unhurriedly, and occasionally overtakes the front. It is not so much clever as it is smart.

Three minutes later, the Ferrari drove into the underground parking garage of the Antique City, followed by the white car.

Song Qing dressed casually today, stepped on stilettos and got out of the car uncharacteristically without a bag.

With his hands in his pockets, he came to the door of the driver's seat of the white car, and knocked on the window carelessly,

Probably because she didn't expect her to be so direct, the car window paused for several seconds before slowly lowering,

It's a man, about forty or so, dressed in a literary style, with a completely unfamiliar face,

Sitting in the car and looking at Song Qing, the psychological quality is obviously very good, and he smiled casually,

"Miss, do we... know each other?"

Very good, very innocent, pretending to be like that.

Song Qing returned the same polite and easy-going smile, took out the mobile phone from the overalls pocket with her left hand,

Turn on the camera and take a full-face photo of the man calmly, while gently lifting the red lips and speaking in a leisurely manner,

"It doesn't matter if you don't know each other, we will get to know each other soon."

"Miss, were you taking pictures just now? We don't know each other if I remember correctly,

Without my permission, what you are doing now is a violation of my portrait rights. "

The man is very calm. It seems that this kind of thing is usually done, and there may be someone behind it.

Song Qing sneered, the moles at the end of her eyes rippling, and the smile on her beautiful face was extremely playful,

"I still understand the most basic legal knowledge. My friend is in a special industry. Your face and your license plate number are

It's enough for him to find out all your backgrounds. Do you get off the station and tell me who told you to follow me, or do you kneel and tell me when your leg is broken later? "

The man's face changed a little bit from the domineering aura just now, but he still didn't intend to get out of the car.

It seems that she is skeptical of her own words, and Song Qing can understand it after thinking about it. After all, the eldest lady of the Song family who was brought back from the countryside and is not favored,

What kind of friends can you have? The mobile phone slowly knocked on the car body to change the way of saying,

"Or should I call my husband?"

"Tsk, you said that if I add more oil and vinegar to say something, you should be more than just breaking a leg, right?"

Before Mrs. Huo came to visit the Song family, she had heard about Huo's benefactor's status in the capital circle.

really,

The man's hand on the steering wheel trembled, his face suddenly became ugly and he didn't hesitate to unlock the car door.

The corner of Song Qing's mouth twitched slightly, is that all? How dare you come out to stalk people without being scared, which monkey sent it to be funny.

In less than a minute, the man explained all the details, and summed it up in two sentences:

The paparazzi of an entertainment company under Pei Jinnian's name was sent by Wen Qiange to check on her.

Song Qing's eyes were even more playful, and she looked at the mobile phone in the man's hand and tilted her chin slightly,

"Call her."

The underground parking garage is quite quiet, but the man wondered if he heard it wrong, he was a little slow,

"Who, call, call our wife?"

Song Qing put her hands in her pockets, her posture was a little lazy, and a hint of impatience appeared on her dazzlingly beautiful face: "Is there a problem?"

Spending a few minutes here is enough for Xu Shen to drink two more bowls of soy milk.

"No problem no problem."

The call was quickly connected. Wen Qiange should be at home, and could vaguely hear the happy laughter of a little girl,

"Did you find anything?"

Song Qing withdrew her attention from the little girl's laughter, and could almost imagine Wen Qiange's expression when she heard her voice, it must be very interesting,

"Miss Wen seems to be very interested in me?"

The man standing next to him raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He could predict his fate of being fired.

Song Qing raised her eyelids and glanced at the man coolly, the man withdrew his hand and stood there politely,

"Song Qing."

After all, Wen Qiange was loved by Mrs. Huo since she was a child, and she wandered around Huo's family, Wen's family and Pei's family.

After a short period of astonishment, he regained his calm state of mind, and did not avoid the guilt of not being discovered by the person involved.

With such a reaction, Song Qing didn't know for a while whether to praise her calm mind or derogate her for being cheeky.

Unexpected reactions always make people feel very boring, and there is no intention of joking,

"It's me. In fact, Miss Wen doesn't need to go through so much trouble. If you want to know what I am, you can ask me face to face. It's not like I won't tell you."

"Or……"

Song Qing's voice gradually became colder, "Miss Wen is more interested in my husband than in me?"

A paparazzi's keen sense of gossip made the man suddenly raise his head, touched the cold sharpness of Song Qing's eyebrows and eyes, and hurriedly lowered his head,

He stared at the floor and swallowed, he came to help his wife check people, what is going on now,

If Miss Song is telling the truth, does it count as a coincidence that I found out that Boss Pei had a green hat on his head?

If you tell Mr. Pei the truth about these things, will you be able to keep your job?

"Song Qing! I made it very clear last time, I told A Yu..."

"Miss Wen doesn't need to explain to me, I'm too lazy to listen."

Song Qing directly interrupted Wen Qiange's eagerness to defend herself, the phone in her trouser pocket was already vibrating,

"Whether you have any unreasonable thoughts about my husband, you know best in your heart, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it,

But I hope that Ms. Wen can understand the truth that coveting someone else's husband is a morally corrupt thing. "

"Song Qing! Don't go too far..."

Song Qing hangs up the phone directly, and throws the phone back to the man who looked at it. Regardless of whether the man hesitates to speak, he turns around and walks away.

I think I know what he wants to ask. Originally, she didn't want to talk about this kind of thing. After all, it would be really ugly for an adult to tear up his face.

He took out the mobile phone in his left trouser pocket and connected it. He stopped and turned around when he thought of something, and looked at the man with hope, and opened his mouth to kill people.

"As a paparazzi, your skills in stalking people are really poor. If you have nothing to do, you can go to a class or go to jail."

man:"……"

Xu Shen, who drank two bowls of soy milk and four meat buns, was standing in front of Yang's bun shop with his mobile phone in his hand, three question marks appeared above his head,

"What the hell, baby, are you being followed by paparazzi? It shouldn't be that you are not a big star, why is that thing following you?"

Let's talk about hurting people, the long legs have already moved towards the underground parking garage,

"Where are you now, is the matter resolved? I heard your voice is in the parking garage, which paparazzi is so reckless, don't panic, brother will be here soon."

The two had known each other for four or five years, and Song Qing only made a move in front of Xu Shen once in the dungeon.

So in Xu Shen's subconscious mind, the second sister is still that red rose that cannot be restrained.

There will be more later.