Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

After the conversation with his father broke up, Song Zhiyu stayed at home for a few days, and then received an urgent text message from the studio.

It just so happened that Lu Chuyao was going to Hong Kong City to do some business and visit his friends.Only the nanny Xiao Xu was left at home, so Song Zhiyu decisively packed up and returned.

Shen Jiajia was still staying in her hometown. When she called her on the phone, there was a lot of people and excitement there.

"I won't tell you yet, my friend is calling me!" The charming and charming voice made people feel tingly in their hearts.

Song Zhiyu pulled the cigarette out of his mouth with one hand and replied calmly, "Don't play too late. Remember to send me a message when you get home."

"Okay, my little daddy~"

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhiyu saved the document and then closed the notebook.

The slender figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and quietly admired the bustling and beautiful night view of the capital, from far to near, from point to surface.

Those flashing neon lights are gorgeous and psychedelic. I don’t know how many people are lost in such a night, and staged one bloody drama after another.

Song Zhiyu suddenly felt very tired. He pinched the bridge of his tight nose, turned around and walked past the desk, picked up his mobile phone and called his friend.

It was answered in seconds over there.

Ten minutes later, two men with outstanding temperament were sitting in the booth of black bar.

The two of them were dressed casually. Although the clothes were not from big brands with logos, those who knew the business could tell the taste of the owner just from the texture and design.

Not long after chatting with Yi Ling, a modern girl holding a wine glass and twisting her waist slowly climbed up the stairs and came to the booth.

The woman's voice was sticky and sweet, and her body had a strong scent of perfume, which made Song Zhiyu feel uncomfortable in his heart.

"Handsome, have a drink?"

The moment the woman approached her, Song Zhiyu calmly picked up the wine glass to distance herself, and said "go away" with a cold expression and cold voice.

The woman asked for trouble, rolled her eyes and twisted her waist to look for the next target.

Yi Ling, who was watching on the sidelines, almost died from laughter. He gave a thumbs up and praised his friend, "You are awesome. You can still keep your integrity when you come to the bar. Do you really want to be Shen Jiajia's 24-year-old boyfriend?"

"Fuck off."

Then he added, "It has nothing to do with Jiajia. I simply don't like these women. How many good ones are there?"

He has been a proud child since he was a child, and grew up under the love of his parents. He is inevitably more proud than ordinary people in his bones.Except for his parents, no one in this world can restrain him, including his current girlfriend, Shen Jiajia.

"That's right." Yi Ling glanced around the dance floor from left to right and commented, "It's all vulgar things!"

After breaking up with Wu Yue, Yi Ling seemed to have changed as a person. She was more of a gentleman and honest person before, but now she is more of a playboy.

Song Zhiyu once suspected that someone had taken away her child. After all, he couldn't believe that Yi Ling's temperament would change drastically because of a relationship and a woman.

Just like at this moment, his friend's tone easily reminded him of an angry youth, the kind of person who doesn't like anything he sees.

"How about changing to another place?"

"Forget it, their wine is okay. Besides, a singer will perform on stage later. I heard from my friends that the singer performing is an artistic young woman with a very unique voice."

As soon as Yi Ling finished speaking, the lights on the dance floor suddenly went out, and the entire place fell into darkness.

After waiting for about five seconds, just when the crowd started to complain, a light suddenly turned on on the stage.Someone comes up from the side of the stage, and then the light chases the person who comes up.

The graceful curves hit the huge curtain, attracting the attention of everyone in the audience.

Song Zhiyu took a sip of wine and asked, "Is this the singer you are talking about?"

"Really..." He wasn't sure, but looking at the scene, it seemed right.

The beautiful woman is wearing a long linen dress and her seaweed-like hair is draped behind her shoulders. She is indeed very artistic.When she faces the audience, her elegant and delicate face outlines a noble and mysterious smile of narcissus.

The familiar eyebrows made Song Zhiyu and the two of them immediately energetic.He held the wine glass and leaned forward slightly. After carefully identifying it, he said definitely, "Xiao Ya."

Yi Ling was stunned. He was surprised by Xiao Ya's transformation.

Once upon a time, that ordinary female student who was reserved, silent, and lacked a sense of presence turned into such a... such an attractive woman.

Xiao Ya played the guitar on the stage and softly sang a southern folk song with her rich voice.The originally noisy bar suddenly became quiet, no one was laughing, everyone was listening to the music, and they were very fascinated.

Three songs in a row, different styles and types, but she sang perfectly, comparable to a professional singer.

After she stepped off the stage, a man immediately came up to block her and invited her to drink.

Xiao Ya is used to this kind of situation, and she has her own way of getting out.

Just as Yi Ling was about to get up and go to the hero to save the beauty, a boss came out to stop the customer.Xiao Ya took the opportunity to sneak into the backstage, leaving the boss and the hotel's security to solve the problem.

"Let's go too." After drinking good wine and listening to good songs, it was time to go home and sleep.

It's a pity that someone refused to let him go back to sleep early.

When I walked out of the bar door, I saw a man and a woman pulling her together on the street. The man with the wallet was so strong that he almost threw the girl into the traffic in the middle of the road.

The girl lifted her messy long hair, revealing her clean facial features. Who else could it be if she wasn't Xiao Ya?

Of course Yi Ling saw it, and with a loud shout, she walked up to them in three steps and grabbed the man's collar directly, "What are you doing, bullying a woman in public, right?"

"Who are you, minding your own business!"

"Hey, I just meddle in this business, what's the matter!"

The wallet man couldn't bear his temper anymore, so he punched with his left hand. Yi Ling raised his elbow to block it, then clenched his fist and hit the opponent's abdomen hard, making the wallet man retreat repeatedly.

Yi Ling drank, and after getting drunk, she didn't intend to stop there. She took out a fighting stance and beat the opponent until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he vomited blood.

Xiao Ya was frightened, covered her lips with her hands and exclaimed, "Stop fighting, please stop fighting."

She grabbed Yi Ling's clothes and begged him to stop with her eyes.

"Your boyfriend?"

Xiao Ya shook her head, "No."

"Then why are you stopping me? Since he is not your boyfriend, he should be punished even more."

Yi Ling broke away from Xiao Ya and was about to kick her, but then, Song Zhiyu shouted to stop.

"That's enough. There's no need to go to the police station in the middle of the night." After saying that, he yawned, feeling really sleepy.

The wallet man took this opportunity and ran away in a mess.

Under the night streets with flashing neon lights, Xiao Ya arranged her hair in embarrassment, picked up her bag and put it on her back.

"Thank you. That guy just comes to block me at the bar door every day. Unfortunately, he blocked me today."

Song Zhiyu suddenly realized that it turned out to be a rotten peach blossom.

But Yi Ling asked awkwardly: "Where's Wu Yue? Aren't you two inseparable good sisters? Why can I trust you to come here to work?"

Xiao Ya was stunned, "Don't you know yet?"

"what do you know?"