Mr. President, block me [Entertainment]

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"Miss Song, you were too cold before. I wanted to say hello to you, but you pretended not to see it, which broke my heart."

Song Zhishui: "..." Is there any?

"Miss Song, your company is not bankrupt, right? I listened to the online class and told you how miserable it is!"

Song Zhishui: "..." It's not much better now.

Gu Mengmeng also listened to the recent information collected by the dogs:

"My master's third aunt's second uncle's niece's son married the house opposite him, and now they are arguing every day."

"My master quarreled with her husband again. Every time he left in anger, he hugged me and cried, saying that he didn't want to part with her husband. It wasn't intentional. Then why should the master still be angry with him? His IQ is not as high as mine. Woolen cloth."

"...It's alright, meow."

Gu Mengmeng quickly stopped their chattering momentum, and asked: "About my master, do you know anything?"

She was just asking casually, and didn't want to mention Song Zhishui. These dogs really know a lot.

Song Zhishui has filmed before, not to mention how popular she is, but many people can still recognize her name when they see her.

She suddenly quit the entertainment industry and changed careers to become the president of a company. This story sounds like it would arouse people's curiosity. In addition, she was usually serious and unsmiling, which added a bit of mystery to her body.

"Your master lived in our community two years ago."

A dog said: "At that time, three people often came to see her together, or came to see her separately. They should be your master's brothers and sisters, because they still look very similar."

Gu Mengmeng couldn't imagine that Song Zhifang, who wanted to take the company away from Song Zhishui, and one of the Songs, who could make Song Zhishui feel very bad with just a few words, would come to see Song Zhishui before.

"Their relationship used to be very good," said another dog.

"So, what happened meow?" Gu Mengmeng asked.

The seven or eight dogs quieted down, obviously thinking hard about this question.

"Seems to be……"

"Ever since one of the men had an accident, I remember the owner said, a car accident or something, I haven't seen the other two."

"Yes, that man is your master's elder brother, he passed away."

The relationship between the family was originally good, but a car accident two years ago caused the death of Song Zhishui's brother.

The car accident changed everything.

From then on, the relationship between the younger brother and younger sister and Song Zhishui fell to the bottom. One wanted power and the other wanted money.

Gu Mengmeng briefly sorted out these causal relationships in her heart.

She suddenly thought of a question.

"That pervert, that is, the former minister of the pet club, when did he move in, meow?"

The dogs thought hard.

"It seems...it was also two years ago."

Coincidentally, there was one more thing.

However, Gu Mengmeng still couldn't figure out the connection between Song Zhishui and this pervert.

Caught off guard, Song Zhishui hugged Qiuqiu.

"It's getting late, I'm going back first."

She smiled and said goodbye to the other dog owners.

It's a pity that Gu Mengmeng hasn't been able to ask those dogs clearly about many things.

She was hugged by Song Zhishui and walked on the way back.

However, when he was about to enter the gate, Song Zhishui suddenly stopped, turned and walked in another direction.

At first, Gu Mengmeng didn't know where Song Zhishui wanted to go, but after walking for a few minutes, she finally understood.

Song Zhishui walked to her small garden.

The back porch leading to the small garden was dark, obviously no lights were turned on.

"Gu Mengmeng."

She called her: "Gu Mengmeng, are you home?"

Gu Mengmeng: "..." I'm not at home, but it's in your hands.

Gu Mengmeng is now glad that Ling Linsi still has some brains, knowing that even if she doesn't live here, she won't turn on the lights.

He must be hiding in some room.

He yelled a few times, but there was no response.

Song Zhishui glanced at his watch, "It's already ten o'clock, and this kid went out to run at night again? Why doesn't he know the danger at all..."

She called Gu Mengmeng again, but no one answered.

"Say you don't worry about you, you can always do things that surprise us, say you don't worry about you... how can you let people feel at ease when you go out so late?"

Song Zhishui shook his head, carried Gu Mengmeng back home.

After returning, Gu Mengmeng licked the small fish, and found that Song Zhishui didn't go to bed immediately after removing makeup and washing, but made himself a cup of tea.

When she came in and came back, her body began to emit a lavender smell. Unexpectedly, the scented tea she brewed was also a lavender tinge after being rinsed with hot water.

Gu Mengmeng didn't want her to sleep with a sad mood, so that she would feel very uncomfortable when she woke up the next day.

Song Zhishui brews black wolfberry tea, which can delay aging, nourish the liver and improve eyesight.

She wanted to think about something while drinking tea, but she was too tired. When the tea cooled down, she fell asleep lying on the table before she could take a sip of tea.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gu Mengmeng secretly ran out of Song Zhishui's house and returned to her own.

Although the move was a bit dangerous, she called her anyway.

After a while, Song Zhishui answered the phone with a tired voice, "You still remember to call me? Gu Mengmeng, next time, don't..."

"Call me, is there something you want to tell me?" Gu Mengmeng interrupted her and asked.

"I……"

"Come and find me, right now." After Gu Mengmeng finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Song Zhishui: "..."

The little girl is not popular yet, and now she is going to find her in person, is she good at showing off?

She shook her head, stood up and walked towards the door, only to find that Qiuqiu had disappeared.

...Maybe hid somewhere to sleep.

Suddenly, instead of looking for the little earth cat, she put on her shoes, went downstairs to the door of Gu Mengmeng's house, and rang the doorbell.

The moment the door opened, Gu Mengmeng's small face was hidden behind the door, "Please come in."

Song Zhishui was led into the living room by her.

The air conditioner was on in the living room, and the floor was covered with fluffy blankets.

Gu Mengmeng brought two cups of milk tea to the coffee table, then sat on the blanket, "Try it."

Song Zhishui took a sip, it tasted like chocolate, very warming and sweet.

"You really enjoy life." She sat down, giving her a rare compliment.

It is Ling Linsi who really enjoys life.

He turned on the air conditioner, changed the blankets, and even made the two cups of milk tea.

At the moment he is hiding in the dollhouse, not daring to make a sound.

Gu Mengmeng smiled, "Tell me, what can you do with me?"

Song Zhishui took out the two scripts in the bag, "Choose one and see if you like it."

Gu Mengmeng carefully read the outline of the script.

"What is Qing court drama?"

"...Well, it's a story of many, many women fighting to the death for a man."

Song Zhishui saw Gu Mengmeng showing disgust towards her.

Song Zhishui: "...This is decided by the market, not to mention, this kind of drama is still very popular in the market."

Gu Mengmeng: "Why do you have to follow the market, can't you lead the market?"

"..." It made sense and she couldn't refute it.

Gu Mengmeng went on to look at the next one, "Princess from the previous dynasty? It looks much more interesting than the previous one."

"But it's the big villain."