It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

"Okay, check it out for me."

"If you find out, you will... kill yourself."

"Goodbye."

In a daze, Song Ruoci seemed to hear Ye Cheng's voice.

The spirit has been awakened, but the warmth in the bed makes people reluctant to wake up. Song Ruoci turned over on the bed, and there were a few grunts in his stomach, so he had to reluctantly open his eyes.

"Are you hungry?" Ye Cheng had a laptop on his lap and an earphone hanging around his neck, as if he had just ended the call.

Song Ruoci stared at the window with his eyes wide open. The thick curtains blocked the sky, and the room was dimly lit. It was impossible to tell the time.

"What time is it?" He rubbed his eyes and stretched, only to realize that he was not wearing any clothes. "Where are my clothes?"

Although the two are already lovers and can't describe it many times, he still feels a little embarrassed to be naked in front of Ye Cheng.

"Eat by Fatty." Ye Cheng handed him a brand new nightgown, "Yesterday you became fat again, don't you remember?"

Song Ruoci shook his head, he really didn't remember, he had been sleepless for almost a whole day, and soon put down his defenses after being relaxed, and fell asleep.

Ye Cheng tied the strap of his nightgown for him, and kissed his forehead: "Maybe it's because I'm too tired, so if you don't remember it, don't remember it."

Now Song Ruoci has become more proficient in switching between people and cats with one button, and it seems that he doesn't need external stimulation.

Anyway, no matter what, it is a good thing for Ye Cheng.

"What time is it?" Song Ruoci ran out of bed and opened the curtains, looked up to see a crescent moon, "It...it's night?"

He remembered that it was night when he came back yesterday, and he felt that he had slept for a long time, why was it still at night?

Ye Cheng tapped the Enter key and closed the computer: "It's the night of the 27th, you've slept all day, are you hungry, have something to eat?"

When Song Ruoci was pulling the rice into his mouth, he was still lamenting how he could sleep so well, and finally blamed Pangpang for all the reasons. It must be because of becoming fat, which consumes both physical strength and energy.

In an instant, Pang Pang took a big pot on his back.

Ye Cheng sat down beside him, turned on the TV, and broadcasted it to the local station in City A.

The TV repeatedly showed the car accident in the east of the city. The hostess talked about whether it was the loss of morality or the loss of humanity, and advised everyone not to drink and drive.

After watching several channels, Ye Cheng turned off the TV and asked, "Which one do you want to hear first, good news or bad news?"

The word "bad news" instantly raised Song Ruoci's heart. Could it be that something happened to Wen Sen?

He swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty: "Listen first."

Ye Cheng frowned and said, "The good news is that Wen Sen woke up once, and now he fell asleep again."

"Huh—" Song Ruoci let out a sigh of relief, and let go of the heart in his throat. He slapped Ye Cheng's arm with some reproach, "Scare me, what's wrong?"

"The bad thing is, I went to the police station once during the day, and Zhao Jie has already recruited him, saying that someone gave him a bunch of license plate numbers and ordered him to do this, and he will be given 50 yuan if he succeeds, and the phone number has also been found out. gone."

"Shouldn't this be considered good news?" Song Ruoci was puzzled.

"What's the matter?" Ye Cheng raised his hand and tapped him on the forehead, "The phone is on the east coast of country M, and there is no right to check the IP in China, and the line is always busy when I call."

It's like, the clue is broken here again.

Song Ruoci put down his chopsticks, frowned and thought about it, and told Ye Cheng his guess, suspecting that the Qin family did it.

Ye Cheng patted his head: "I think so too."

But all suffer from no evidence.

The vehicle involved in the accident was an old SUV, which was too old to be described as a second-hand car. The monopoly dealer had sold through almost seven or eight dealers, and some buyers could no longer be contacted.

"Don't worry." Ye Cheng comforted, "I'm also looking for someone to do my best to investigate."

In a few days, we will enter the new year, and the New Year's Day holiday will also be approaching. At that time, all units and departments will have a holiday, and the progress of collecting evidence and other work will be more or less delayed.

The Lunar New Year is in January, and as the end of the year approaches, Ye Cheng is also very busy because he promised Qitang Company's New Year's song.

Song Ruoci persuaded Ye Cheng to go to work, and he took care of the hospital and the police station.

The WeChat news that I haven't read much for a few days has also exceeded 99+. Song Ruoci has very few friends in the circle. Faced with so many news, he still can't react for a while.

They are all sent by artists who have worked with them before, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

Everyone wants to go to a high place. The people who have worked with him in online dramas before usually have not seen a word with him. After learning that he is the younger brother of the movie queen, they rushed to send greetings.

Song Ruoci simply ignored all of them, and only replied to Cheng Liyang, He Mingjing, Duan Ran and others.

There is a string of numbers lying in the chat bar with Ye Cheng, which is the M country number to contact Zhao Jie.

Song Ruoci thought about it, added the country code in front of the number and dialed it directly.

Unexpectedly, the phone was connected, and loud heavy metal music was transmitted across the Pacific Ocean.

Before Song Ruoci had time to speak, he heard a somewhat rough male voice, speaking in Chinese: "Are you sick?! You want money even if you haven't done anything! How many times have you said this? Get out!"

Then he heard a few more words in English, and the other party hung up the phone.

Fortunately, Song Ruoci recorded the sound.

After sending the recording file to the police officer in charge of the matter, he turned on the computer and entered the words "Qin Fengran" in the search bar.

He guessed that this matter was done by the Qin family, so Qin Ya couldn't find it, and Qin Yue didn't have much information, so he could only make a breakthrough on Qin Yue's uncle, Mu Zhe's uncle, Qin Fengran.

Qin Fengran's X-degree encyclopedia was edited in great detail, and even listed the competitions he had participated in and how many prizes he had won in college.

The mouse wheel slid down slightly, and a line of words fell into Song Ruoci's eyes.

"I have studied in country M for three years, and I have a small record company in state J."

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After Song Ruoci cooked the porridge, he went to the hospital with the thermos.

He went to the opposite side of his house to dig out the thermos. He thought that several of them would have to eat when they came to the hospital, so he added a few more bowls of water. Unexpectedly, after arriving at the hospital, there were only his mother and sister. Vincent, I still have too much food.

But Tang Ruoshi's mother was the only one in Tang Ruoshi's ward.

"Where's my dad?" Song Ruoci filled out a bowl of porridge, but didn't see his dad.

Song Qingshi shook the Economic Times in his hand, and said angrily: "I went to the police station, and said I have to go there by myself."

"What about my sister?" Song Ruoci honored the first bowl of porridge to Song Qingshi, and was very puzzled that her sister was not in the ward.

"Next door." It was still an annoyed voice.

Song Ruoci couldn't help but think of the scene she saw outside the door that day. Could it be that her sister really...

"Where's Ye Cheng?" Now it was Song Qingshi's turn to ask her son.

"I'm working, I guess I'll be here at six o'clock." Song Ruoci roughly reported the time based on Ye Cheng's past home time.

"Do you want sugar?" Song Ruoci asked, taking out the sugar bowl he had brought along, holding a small spoon in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Mother Song answered the wrong question: "When will you get married?"

Knot, get married?

The spoon fell in response, but luckily it was made of stainless steel.

"Why are you so excited?" Song's mother said in a tone of hatred, picking up a spoon from the ground and wiping it, "Wait until the Chinese New Year, find time to visit Yecheng's parents and discuss a date."

"Although legally they cannot be husband and wife, but the form still needs to go through."

Song's mother was talking to herself, and Song Ruoci accidentally added a few spoonfuls of sugar when she was dizzy.

So amidst his mother's angry voice, "You're so sweet that I'm diabetic!", Song Ruoci stood outside the door disheveledly holding a thermos.

The blushing and the beating of the heart can't be restrained.

Get married.

Mentioning this, Song Ruoci suddenly thought of the ring he hadn't given away yet.

After taking a deep breath, he decided to give presents tonight, as a... proposal?

Take the ring and tie people to work first!

In the ward next door, Song Ruoci saw what the legendary "look", "husband" and "poetry" are. He didn't even get a response after calling his sister several times. To my younger brother.

Feeling out of favor, Song Ruoci suddenly didn't like Wensen a little bit.

He nodded to Wen Sen's mother, Wenli, as a sign of politeness, and then silently served the porridge.

He knew that Wenli was Tang Ruoshi's first manager, and Ye Cheng had told him before that when he signed Qitang, Wenli also helped him a lot, allowing him to sign the best contract when he just debuted. allocated many resources.

Unexpectedly, Wen Li said, "You and Ye Cheng have a good relationship."

Song Ruoci put the porridge bowl on the small table beside the bed, her face was neither red nor her heart beat, and she made an official statement: "I am a fan of Senior Ye, and Senior Ye is very nice, he takes good care of me as a junior, and also helped I'm very busy."

"Stop pretending." Wenli said quietly, "Your mother told me already."

This time the bowl fell off, but luckily it was also stainless steel.

What?

Does Wenli know about his relationship with Ye Cheng?

Song Ruoci hurriedly winked at his elder sister, wanting her to say something, but his sister still remained motionless, all her thoughts were on Wen Sen.

"We're almost a family now, and I know why he quit to work on his own." Wenli said angrily.

As one of Qitang's shareholders, the company lost a cash cow, and it was still a cash cow like Yecheng. It would definitely suffer a large financial loss, but from the perspective of the family, she was blessed.

Now that Wenli already knew, there was no need for Song Ruoci to put it on any longer. He scratched his head and asked Wenli: "What do you mean by the family you just said?"

Only then did Tang Ruoshi turn her head, with a rare shyness on her face: "That's right, you probably have a brother-in-law."

There is no bowl or spoon to drop, Song Ruoci wants to drop the thermos.

The author has something to say: Fat Pang: It’s true that people are sitting at home, and the pot comes from the sky.If there are few roles, it is still the blame.