Sweet Beloved Reborn

“Here you are.” Xu Ningzhou took out his car key and mobile phone from his pocket, pulled a chair over with his long legs and sat down beside her. Then he lifted Song Qinghuan’s sprained left leg and put it on his bent knees.

“I’m not Doraemon but your prince, and here is my treasure chest.” The man looked up and said in a deliberately low voice, smiling with love and tenderness in his eyes.

After doing all of these, Xu Ningzhou pulled a piece of wet tissue from the dressing table and wiped Song Qinghuan’s sprained ankle first. Then he applied the spray and began to massage Song Qinghuan’s ankle with his palm.

“You, you don’t have to do this. My leg is fine now.” Song Qinghuan’s face flushed and she was too anxious to speak smoothly.

Xu Ningzhou’s plier-like hand held Song Qinghuan’s ankle so hard that she could hardly break away. He massaged her sprained ankle with the palm and said with a smile, “Miss Fairy, go on removing your makeup, otherwise we will not return for a dinner but for a midnight snack.”

“How can I remove it if you do this?” Song Qinghuan really wanted to slap the makeup removing cotton paste on Xu Ningzhou’s face.

How could a gentleman behave like this?

Song Qinghuan, who had never fallen love with anyone in her previous life, only held hands with a man in her memory. Also, she once lay prone on one man’s back. However, the man was just a child at that moment, and she was only a child too.

Except the memory in her young age, she had no intimate contact with any man else. Therefore, Song Qinghuan blushed just like a cooked shrimp.

Her long and curled eyelashes were trembling uneasily, and the calmness she showed on many occasions before had gone completely. That was what an 18-year-old teenage girl should be like. In contrast, Xu Ningzhou was in a good mood, and massaged her with increasing strength.

“Be gentle.” Song Qinghuan felt hurt, and her face was finally not burning hot. She kicked his palm with her feet in panic. After breaking away, she quickly withdrew her foot and tried to act as if nothing had ever happened. “Well, you wait for me outside, and I’ll come out after changing my clothes.”

“OK.” Xu Ningzhou stood up, and took the wet tissue held by Song Qinghuan. The tissue was crumpled into a ball, suggesting how violent she had been one second before.

Xu Ningzhou, like a greedy cat who had eaten a fish, left the dressing room with a smile. He closed the door sweetly, then folded his arms in front of him and leaned against the door to act as the doorman.

On the other side, Shen Yinian took Xu Ning’an’s small hand and led him through the E district of the filming base. E district was a science fiction area, which was newly built. The whole science and technology building had a size of two basketball courts, with luxurious and ultra-modern design. When there was no film production crew working there, it also undertook science and technology exhibition events.

“Sister Nian, when shall we go back to find brother?”

Xu Ning’an was only eight years old, and his features were somewhat similar to Xu Ningzhou’s. He was still holding a string of strawberry candied haws bought at the corner of Area B, and licked up a candy dreg with his small tongue. His baby face was cute and soft and all people who looked at it could not help touching it.

“Wait a minute, I’ll make a phone call to ask first, lest he treat us as the third wheel again.” Shen Yinian led Xu Ning’an to the platform for the sightseeing buses of the filming base and called her cousin, the Great Demon King.

Xu Ningzhou, leaning on the door, was calling Huanyu’s public relations manager. In any other cases, it would be easy for Xu Ningzhou to deal with the negative report on Song Qinghuan simply by a phone call.

But this time was different, because the movie was invested in by Song Qinghuan. Xu Ningzhou would maximize the benefits, even though Song Qinghuan’s original idea might be just to play for fun. As a businessman, however, Xu Ningzhou would definitely bring her the greatest benefits.

Before a movie was shown, it must have a certain degree of exposure.

Xu Ningzhou had to admire Song Qinghuan’s good luck, as if God prepared everything for her, even a pillow when she got asleep.

Song Qinghuan spent only about 40 hours in the filming base this time, but the journalists had found her.

Perhaps it was only a piece of breaking news at first, but after Xu Ningzhou operated in secret, Song Qinghuan and the entire cast of “Reverse Life” were exposed to the public.

For the first time, Xu Ningzhou did it himself. Additionally, the public relations team had already got the experience in treating the business of Song Qinghuan, an entertainer who did not belong to their company.

Although Song Qinghuan had not signed with any agency at the moment, she might already be called an entertainer who had already entered the entertainment industry.

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There was a phone call in. Xu Ningzhou glanced at the screen and found it was Shen Yinian. He said a few more words to the public relations manager before hanging up the phone.

When the call went through, Shen Yinian asked in a low voice, “Colonel Xu, your soldier is calling. How are you getting along there? Could we go back?”

Xu Ningzhou pressed his throbbing temple and said, “Well, it was a royal court play before, and now we are in the republican period. What a large plot span, my sister!”

“I can tell from your tone that you have just been driven out.” Shen Yinian sneered,

Xu Ningzhou immediately stood up straight and looked around with vigilance. After confirming that Shen Yinian was not there, he said in a very calm voice, “Agent Shen, bring the little prince back.”

“Let’s go to see a beautiful sister.” Shen Yinian directly hung up the phone and took Xu Ning’an’s little fleshy hand.

“A naughty girl!” Xu Ningzhou pricked up his ears and listened intently, but he could hear nothing except the sound of walking inside the room. So, he took out his cell phone again and logged on the website using his account ID ‘Kissing My Dear’. On the Internet, he began to diss all those netizens who coveted his goddess, regardless of their gender.

In front of the makeup mirror, Song Qinghuan had changed into her own clothes and cleaned her face.

However, the eyes of the girl in the mirror rested on the pink roses.

Each pink rose was blooming, as big as a baby’s fist, with water droplets on the petals.

One, two, three, four … Eleven pink roses in total.

On Song Qinghuan’s mobile phone screen was displaying the flower language of eleven pink roses.

Eleven pink roses: I will love you wholeheartedly as long as you are willing to be my princess.

Song Qinghuan bit her lip and felt limp and numb in her sprained ankle, though it was already fine. But why? Not only that, the place touched by Xu Ningzhou seemed to be on fire.

The fire was becoming bigger, as if it would spread all the way to her heart. Song Qinghuan closed her eyes, shook her head and warned herself not to think much.

Wake up! It was silly to be self-sentimental.

When she looked up again, Song Qinghuan saw the girl in the mirror had come to herself. She picked up the bouquet of flowers and walked calmly towards the door.