Sweet Beloved Reborn

Xu Ningzhou expressed his understanding. Although they had only known each other for a few months, Xu Ningzhou knew more about Song Qinghuan’s liking than anyone else. Song Qinghuan loved freedom and wanted to be carefree, so he was eager to be her legal husband.

He thought that it was very difficult for him to win Song Qinghuan’s heart. It seemed that as long as he let go of her hand, Song Qinghuan would disappear from his world.

A piece of ancient lyre music, which was Song Qinghuan’s song, was being played inside the car. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard the man’s low and magnetic voice, “You can sign with Huanyu.”

Song Qinghuan opened her eyes. The traffic lights at the intersection turned red.

Xu Ningzhou added before she spoke, “I have a share in Huanyu Entertainment. Don’t worry, your contract is different from others. They won’t organize your work at random. You have half of the authority to make decisions. You also know that the entertainment industry is very complex. If a professional guides you,

it will be much more convenient for you to stay in this circle, and it will also prevent you from taking a wrong path.”

Such a stepping stone wouldn’t appear in the future.

At this time, if she refused again, she would be stupid. Song Qinghuan extended her hand and smilingly said to Xu Ningzhou, “Boss, please take care of me in the future.”

Holding her hand, Xu Ningzhou

gently scratched Song Qinghuan’s palm with his finger. His left eye blinked, “I accept the casting couch.”

Song Qinghuan calmly released his hand and refused him seriously. “No, I’m afraid that my small body can’t bear you.”

The hotel Xu Ningzhu had arranged for Qiu Meng and the Xinghan Music Academy were totally in the opposite direction. This bustling city had slowed down late at night.

Although the air conditioner in the car

was on, Song Qinghuan still felt cold, with her arms folded and her forehead leaning against the window. Xu Ningzhou put his coat over her shoulders, and stared at her face.

Xu Ningzhou remembered that a physiognomy master blogger had analyzed Song Qinghuan’s facial features. He said that Song Qinghuan, who was born with a smile, was down-to-earth inherently. But she had a pair of coquettish eyes, which made her destined to get into trouble in love.

She usually had a smile on her face. However, when she fell asleep, she looked rather cold. It seemed that it was the real side of Song Qinghuan. Her smiling face was the mask she wore.

Song Qinghuan was actually a cold girl, deterring anyone from approaching her. This was why Xu Ningzhou felt Song Qinghuan was just like a rabbit.

She was not as clingy as a kitten. The rabbit looked harmless, but it was also aggressive, independent and had its own views.

Xu Ningzhou loved Song Qinghuan so much that he could not get rid of his obsession. He wanted to possess her.

When the traffic lights were red, the driver drove the car forward steadily. He didn’t go to the Xinghan Music Academy or Xu Ningzhou’s villa on the outskirts, but went to Xu Ningzhou’s apartment in the center of the city.

When the car entered the neighbourhood, holding Song Qinghuan in his arms, Xu Ningzhou went to his appartment. The petite girl in his arms was covered with his coat. They were in close proximity, which finally relaxdd Xu Ningzhou.

After putting her on the bed, Xu Ningzhou squatted and took off her shoes. After thinking for a moment, he helped Song Qinghuan take off her coat. Song Qinghuan, who was lying on the soft bed, turned around and huddled, wrapping herself in a quilt. Her breathing was calm and she was extremely lovely.

Xu Ningzhou came out from the bathroom with a warm towel in his hand. Sitting on one side, he wiped Song Qinghuan’s face gently and patiently, and then wiped her hands clean. Although it took a long time for him to do this, he did not wake her. Xu Ningzhou quietly looked at the sleeping girl on the bed, lifted the hair on Song Qinghuan’s forehead with his finger, and touched her shallow pink scar.

The scar had been on her face for a long time. Other people were not able to discover it if they didn’t look carefully. Xu Ningzhou still remembered Song Qinghuan’s appearance when he met her in the abandoned factory. At that time, she looked like a little tabby. Although the wound on her forehead had scabbed, blood was left on her face.

It seemed that she was a little fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world.

Later, they had a quarrel on the birthday party. He witnessed the battle between her and her mother and sister. Xu Ningzhou only considered the little girl forceful because he mistook her for someone else.

Later, he was beaten up by her, which could be viewed as a disgrace to himself in Xu Ningzhou’s first half of smooth life.

As their relationship developed further, Song Qinghuan brought him more surprises. She knew what she wanted all the time. She, a girl at the age of eighteen years old, had already made a plan for her future and begun to implement it step by step. By contrast, her peers were still living in their ivory tower.

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However, the more forcefully she behaved, the more he loved her. She had her parents and siblings, but she was always marginalized since she was young. So he couldn’t help but want to get close to Song Qinghuan and treat her well.

However, Song Qinghuan was too cautious. He knew that he could not be impatient. Time would tell whether he was sincere.

“Good night! Have a good dream!” He kissed gently the pink scar on Song Qinghuan’s forehead. Xu Ningzhou left the master bedroom and took a gentle step towards his secondary bedroom. He did not see that when he opened the door, Song Qinghuan, who should have been sleeping, opened her eyes.

Song Qinghuan looked at the strange bedroom. The quilt covering her body was familiar. She looked at her hand and touched where she had been kissed. She only felt that it was cold as if his breath remained. Finally, she turned her body and closed her eyes comfortably.

Xu Ningzhou was very efficient. He prepared two contracts the next day.

One was for Song Qinghuan, while the other was for Qiu Meng.

Song Qinghuan woke up when she smelled the aroma of fried eggs. Rubbing her eyes, she looked at the strange bedroom for a while. When she patted her head, she finally remembered that this was Xu Ningzhou’s bedroom.

The cunning man didn’t send her back to school last night, but instead brought her to his own room.

In the kitchen, Xu Ningzhou wore a black shirt and a pair of slacks in the same colour. Rolling up his sleeves, he was putting the fried eggs into the plate.

The sunlight filtered through the window and the dazzling light fell on Xu Ningzhou’s body. At that moment, Song Qinghuan saw a rainbow, which should have appeared long ago. ‘