readytorunbook Chapter 725: Four Shadows of Rose (4)
Chapter 725: Four Shadows of Rose (4)
A few minutes later, Song Yuesheng looked at the hideous "wound" on his forehead in the mirror.
His fingertips gently stroked the edge of the gauze, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
The system's prank props were more effective than she thought.
I used to think that the Sparrow Spirit had no cheats, but she has been in this world for so many years that she really misses the weird food and props in the system.
As long as it is used in the right place, it is a golden finger!
Song Yuesheng took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and when he looked up again, he looked weak and in pain.
As she pushed open the door and walked slowly, holding onto the wall, she could feel the waiter's sympathetic gaze.
After receiving care, she deliberately treated her wound clumsily in public, allowing more people to see her miserable appearance.
The original owner began to conceive the Shadow System website after the trial at the age of sixteen, and at the age of seventeen, he went to a psychologist for hypnosis alone to make himself forget everything about the Wen family.
The appearance of such a character is naturally extraordinary.
After all, the original owner in the plot had died four years ago.
——Car accident.
If you look closely, neither the male nor the female protagonist is innocent.
When Song Yuesheng walked to the spiral staircase, there was suddenly a commotion at the door of the banquet hall.
Song Yuesheng paused and saw Pei Zhaoye and Su Yutang entering the venue.
The red dress is eye-catching.
In the plot, the original owner did not accept the eight million mission.
Pei's mother found the "butterfly".
The original owner was a substitute used by Pei Zhaoye to anger Su Yutang.
The mandatory task 2233 reversed her and Su Yutang's roles, and she became the "jealous" object.
Song Yuesheng quickly looked away and searched for Sang Wan in the crowd.
Each step down the stairs felt like walking on the edge of a knife, maintaining the illusion of injury.
At the door, Su Yutang put her red lips close to Pei Zhaoye's ear: "It seems that your little trick doesn't work."
Her breath was sweet, but her eyes were as cold as a venomous snake. "I've said it before, as the executor of S2, if Song Yuesheng was sincere in every commission, she would have gone crazy long ago. If you want to see her lose control of her anger, you have to use more ruthless tricks."
Pei Zhaoye's eyes were fixed on the gauze on Song Yuesheng's forehead, and his brows were furrowed: "Your provocation has no effect on me."
"It's useless..." Su Yutang chuckled, "Or do you still have feelings for her?"
Pei Zhaoye shook her hand off, but Su Yutang was still smiling: "Pei Zhaoye, let me kindly remind you again. Don't mention how many people she has met in the past four years. Just now, do you think those who are interested in her are not as proactive as she is?"
"I have nothing to do with her."
He loosened his tie irritably, but his eyes unconsciously followed Song Yuesheng again.
Su Yutang took in his expression, and a hint of hatred flashed across his eyes.
Why does Song Yuesheng do that!
Why does she deserve to be treated like this!
But until the end, it is still unclear who will win or lose.
Since Song Yuesheng is here, it doesn’t hurt to do some things in advance.
In the dessert area, Sang Wan was looking around anxiously.
Seeing Song Yuesheng finally appear, she was obviously relieved, but then she gasped in shock at the injury on her forehead: "How did you..."
"It's okay, I hit my head, it's a minor injury." Song Yuesheng waved his hand, but his eyes drifted towards Wen Zhixia, "Sang Wan, about the things I lost..."
"Xiao Yue...?"
Sang Wan hurriedly spoke out to stop him and signaled with her eyes to Wen Zhixia who was walking over with a cake.
Song Yuesheng shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter. Wen Zhixia is not an outsider. She is my sister. What I lost is the memory of being a member of the Wen family."
The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
The champagne glass in Sang Wan's hand almost slipped, and she hurriedly held the stem of the glass tightly.
After hearing this, Wen Zhixia froze in place, and the plate in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, attracting several surprised looks from those around her.
After what seemed like a century, Sang Wan finally found her voice: "So just now, Wen Jingheng..."
"He doesn't know that I lost my memory," Song Yuesheng said lightly, his fingers unconsciously stroking the gauze on his forehead, "He wanted to talk to me about the etiquette of the banquet just now. After all, I had never been to such a place before I lost my memory."
She shrugged. "But I got bored and left, and then..."
Song Yuesheng pointed at the wound, feeling helpless and wanting to laugh.
"I hit the wall, but it brought back my memories."
Wen Zhixia finally regained her ability to move and staggered forward two steps: "Sister...you have lost your memory..."
Song Yuesheng said vaguely: "I was young and ignorant before, and did some immature things. I will go home later and tell my parents everything that happened over the years."
Wen Zhixia carefully reached out her hand and tentatively put her arm around Song Yuesheng's arm. When she saw that her sister did not push her away, her voice choked with sobs.
"sister......"
"Don't cry after putting on such beautiful makeup." Song Yuesheng smiled helplessly, "Besides, I don't want to be known as a bully my sister when I make my first appearance."
Wen Zhixia raised her head and fanned her eyes with her hands to push back her tears.
"Who dares? Sister, whoever dares to say it, I will help you beat him."
The way she waved her little fists made Song Yuesheng couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Then can you help me get my bag from the second lounge on the second floor?" Song Yuesheng said softly, "I was busy bandaging my forehead and forgot my bag there."
Wen Zhixia looked at Sang Wan beside her, then looked at her sister, and finally nodded vigorously: "Okay, sister, I'll go now."
Watching Wen Zhixia's hurriedly leaving back, Song Yuesheng turned to Sang Wan with a faint smile on his lips.
"Ask whatever you want to ask."
She gently touched the gauze on her forehead, with a sly look in her eyes, "If I had known earlier that I would hit my head, I wouldn't have to worry so much."
Sang Wan stared at the friend in front of her who was both familiar and unfamiliar, her eyes lingering on her delicate profile.
Yes.
No matter how her identity changes, Xiaoyue always remains calm.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the subtle feeling of alienation in her heart, and raised a mischievous smile at the corner of her mouth.
"If I had known that you and Zhixia had such a relationship..." She deliberately lowered her voice and gently poked Song Yuesheng's shoulder with her fingertips, "I would have knocked you out with a baseball bat. My best friend turned out to be the daughter of an invisible rich family. How many years of hard work could I have saved!"
At this point, she suddenly leaned closer: "In the memory you recovered... is it related to Yan Sui? The grudges between the rich and powerful, the kidnapping case?"
"No."
Song Yuesheng shook her head. "I just wanted to forget. I came to the Wen family when my mother remarried. Besides my mother, Zhixia is the only one who is half-related to me."
She paused, "But I didn't like her before."
These few simple words made Sang Wan seem to have a glimpse of the unknown undercurrents in the wealthy family's mansion.
If you are happy, who would choose to forget?
"Ah." Sang Wan deliberately bumped Song Yuesheng with her shoulder, trying to dispel the heavy atmosphere. "With your status as the eldest daughter of the Wen family, Xiaoyue, Brother Chi really has no chance now. You are not a good match."
Song Yuesheng frowned and said, "Are you a fan of our couple?"
"I'm not the only one." Sang Wan smiled slyly, took out his phone and shook it, "If you're bored, you can go to the "Wei Chi Er Yu" super topic. Everyone wants to dig up your information. It's a pity that Brother Chi was vague about it, and there are all kinds of images about your secondary creation."
Song Yuesheng held his forehead with his hand, his eyes showing helplessness between his fingers: "Don't you fans hate idol couples the most? Why are you so tolerant of the main characters' love affairs?"
"It's different." Sang Wan shook her index finger. "Forcing a couple to be together is exploiting their feelings, but the couple is in a relationship of their own..."
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
"That's real emotion! When the idol is happy, we, the fans of the idol, are happy too, and we can also provide material for the couple's fans, so we kill two birds with one stone..."
Their conversation was interrupted by a burst of applause.
Su Yutang stood on the stage in the center of the banquet hall in a red dress, and the spotlight made her look bright and charming.
"Welcome everyone to tonight's charity gala..." She raised her hand gracefully, "The auction is about to begin. Guests holding the auction brands, please go to the designated area to take seats, and the rest of you, please go to the viewing area to take seats."
Song Yuesheng turned to look at Sang Wan, who spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he had not received an invitation.
The waiters holding branded cards were distributing them to the guests.
No one came in this direction.
Song Yuesheng curled the corners of his mouth.
Thank you so much 2233!
Just leave, and don't even cancel the prompt before leaving. Not only does the Sparrow Spirit not have the authority to close it, but you can't see the task value before completing the prompt.
……
"Sister, everyone has gone to the auction hall, why are you still here?"
Wen Zhixia trotted over, holding Song Yuesheng's handbag carefully in her hand, her cheeks slightly flushed due to her hurried pace.
She tilted her head, confusion glittering in her eyes.
Song Yuesheng took the bag and gently brushed the delicate embroidered patterns on the bag with her fingertips.
"Little sister, I have an item I really want." She raised her eyes to look at Wen Zhixia, "Where's your auction number? I'll help you raise the sign later."
Wen Zhixia blinked and twisted her fingers a little embarrassedly: "I'm still in school, so I don't meet the auction requirements. Only my brother has a license plate."
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Sister, just tell my brother what you want! Let him spend the money." She was about to pull Song Yuesheng's hand, "It would be great if the three of us could sit in the back and chat. It would be much more interesting than just sitting there holding signs."
Song Yuesheng avoided her sister's hand without leaving a trace, with a gentle smile on her lips, but her eyes drifted towards the auction hall in the distance: "It's commonplace for you, but it's a new experience for me."
She adjusted the hem of her skirt and said, "I'll go over first."
Wen Zhixia's hand froze in mid-air, and the smile on her face gradually solidified.
She stared blankly at her sister's departing back, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Xiao Wan...did I say something wrong? Is my sister angry with me?"
Sang Wan looked at the girl's eyes which dimmed instantly, and gently put his arm around her shoulders.
"how could be."
She comforted him softly, "Xiaoyue is just curious about the auction. When she was in school, she always liked to try all kinds of new things."
"She once spent three consecutive days in the library to study an antique pocket watch."
Wen Zhixia's eyes lit up again. She took Sang Wan's arm and shook it coquettishly: "Xiao Wan, then tell me more about my sister's past."
"it is good."
Sang Wan realized at this time that Zhixia asked her to buy the peripheral products of "Miss Shadow" perhaps because she knew that she and Xiaoyue were friends.