The bird raised by the boss has lost his memory

Chu Jing, the proud son of heaven, from birth to now, has been surrounded by stars, and the Chu Group has blossomed everywhere. It is a top resource company in the entertainment industry.

Now crossing the city and waiting in the hotel for five hours, if he was not drunk, he would never have done such a thing.

Song Zhixia's words undoubtedly trampled all his pride and self-esteem under his feet.

Chu Jing took out the lighter again, clicked it off, and lit the cigarette. His handsome and well-defined face was covered with frost. He took a puff of the cigarette, and his tone lost warmth: "Song Zhixia, don't push your nose on your face."

"You can't do it, can you?" Song Zhixia smiled, "It seems that you don't really want to get back together."

It was as if a fuse had been ignited. The two of them were originally in a relationship of love and support. In front of outsiders, Chu Jing said that he was Song Zhixia's boyfriend. Now Song Zhixia actually used chicken feathers as an arrow?

Who does he think he is?

Chu Jing was temporarily overwhelmed by anger. Unlike before, he restrained himself very well this time.

He glanced at Song Zhixia coldly, said only a few words, he turned and walked to the car, and when he passed the trash can, he snuffed out the cigarette butt.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't look back, and soon the car drove away.

On the edge of the sky, Yubai struggled to jump out of the horizontal line, reflecting a small half of the sky brightly.

Song Zhixia let out a long breath and rubbed his forehead. After such a short period of contact, Chu Jing has always been headstrong and doesn't take people seriously.

If you want to get rid of him, you really can't use ordinary methods.

I hope he doesn't come back to him after that.

Song Zhixia returned to the hotel, but didn't notice the flashing lights behind him.

Chu Jing bought a villa in City B. He originally wanted to live in it for Song Zhixia, but Song Zhixia drew a clear line with him. Now it was the next morning, and it was inconvenient to go back to City A. Chu Jing simply went back here. Set of villas.

The layout of the villa is exactly the same as the one he bought in City A.

Enter the elevator from the parking lot and go straight to the entrance. When you come out, you will find the living room. The overall style is dominated by simple and generous black, white and gray colors, but it is different from the villa in City A. The shelves are empty, and there are no longer those familiar trinkets.

After Chu Jing went upstairs to take a shower, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

I don't know how long I've slept this time, and I don't know when I woke up, but I'm completely awake from the wine.

After the hangover, there was a sharp pain in his head, like a blunt knife slowly sharpening. Chu Jing held his head and took a deep breath. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The mirror reflected his appearance at this moment, with a little stubble around his lips, messy hair, and cold and hard facial contours.

Thinking of what he did before he was drunk, standing in the snow almost all night, Chu Jing suspected that he had been lowered while brushing his teeth.

What's so good about Song Zhixia that after being broken up, he still puts a cold butt on his face?

There are so many people in the entertainment industry who want to get in touch with Chu Jing, and there are countless people who just hook their fingers like crucian carp across the river. Without Song Zhixia, can't you find other people?

After washing, Chu Jing went to the cloakroom, picked up a suit and changed into it, only to find that the size was too small after putting it on.

This cloakroom is filled with things shared by the two of them, and they bought double portions, and he took the clothes for Song Zhixia.

Chu Jing took off his clothes again and took a light breath.

Damn it, after the breakup, the whole world is full of Song Zhixia's shadow.

He was a little annoyed, and changed his clothes again, this time confirming the size first.

After leaving the cloakroom door, Chu Jing took out his mobile phone to check the news as usual, and received a message from his secretary: Song Zhixia has returned to the production team to film, and Chu Rou also returned to the production team two days ago.

After the car accident, he asked his secretary to stay in City B to pay attention to Chu Rou and Chu Qingrong's every move. Chu Qingrong has not returned to City A yet.

The secretary had already obtained the key evidence by means. Before leaving, the last person Song Zhixia saw was Chu Qingrong.

Seeing that Chu Jing didn't reply for a long time, the secretary called and asked, "Mr. Chu, I heard that you have also come to City B, so shall I continue to follow?"

All the previous thoughts disappeared, and Chu Jing said indifferently: "Is it still necessary for me to teach you?"

With a simple sentence, the secretary knew what Chu Jing meant.

After so many ups and downs, the crew of "Strange Night" finally ushered in the official start. When Song Zhixia came to the set, she was first arranged to take a long-overdue makeup photo.

When they came to the dressing room, Song Zhixia couldn't help but yawned as soon as he sat down. The makeup artist smiled and said, "Didn't sleep well last night?"

Song Zhixia hummed lightly: "I stayed up late playing games."

After returning to the hotel in the morning, he couldn't fall asleep. He kept thinking about the woman in his dream. Based on the vague feeling and the similarity of her face, he thought it was his mother.

He didn't know what happened before, so when he thought of the word mom, his chest was always dull.

The crew's busy day of filming officially began, and the various types of work of the crew worked like a screwdriver.

The door of the dressing room was open, and a figure walked in, holding a Starbucks coffee, and distributed a cup to everyone in the dressing room. Everyone thanked them and joked with them.

After putting on his eye makeup, Song Zhixia looked up, and a cup of cappuccino was placed in front of him, besides that, there was a small piece of bread.

Yan Yu had a gentle smile, and looked very friendly: "Haven't you had breakfast yet? When you came out of the hotel, you happened to be on the way, so you bought a copy."

Song Zhixia's eyes fell on the breakfast.

The makeup artist joked: "Discriminatory treatment? Why didn't Teacher Yan bring it for me?"

"It's Zhixia's first day on the set, so of course I should take care of it more," Yan Yu said casually, "I'll bring it to you next time."

As expected of the central air conditioner of the film crew, no matter who he is to, Yan Yu is polite and courteous, making people feel like a spring breeze. There is no one who gets along with him who doesn't like him.

This is probably the charm of the film king, the makeup artist couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Song Zhixia picked up breakfast and started to eat, while inquiring about the progress of the film crew: "Where did you shoot?"

Yan Yu took out the script and leaned over to explain it to Song Zhixia. The moment she leaned over, the fresh citrus fragrance passed her nose, like a shaded garden under the scorching sun.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against his palate, and smiled softly: "Don't worry, the crew is very nice, you can let it go naturally, everything is up to me."

The entire crew, except for Chen Ye, only Yan Yu knew about Song Zhixia's amnesia.

The hot breath blew past, and deliberately lowered it into a breathy sound, Song Zhixia's ears went numb.

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