The bird raised by the boss has lost his memory

Chu Qingrong didn't expect that Song Zhixia didn't get the information he wanted, but was restrained by Song Zhixia.

At the same time, he had a vague feeling that Song Zhixia was different from before, but he couldn't say exactly what was different.

This feeling made Chu Qingrong feel that something was wrong.

According to the original plan, after testing Song Zhixia, he would help Chu Rou vent his anger, so as to be worthy of the hardships Chu Rou had suffered in the past few days.

So after finishing the conversation, he watched with his own eyes that Song Zhixia walked into the soup pool that he had carefully prepared for him, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a smile.

But Song Zhixia didn't notice all this, he wanted to relax and take a look at what happened recently.

Subconsciously told him that Lin Yi's death was very important, and he had to find out what happened.

If there seems to be nothing in the green soup pool, there are a few wisps of hot air. The surroundings of the hot spring are built with pebbles, and your arms can be placed directly on it.

The warm water can relax the muscles just right, and the fatigue of filming in the past few days has also been relieved a lot.

Song Zhixia closed his eyes and leaned his head against the hot spring pool. After filming, he had to go back to city A to see if there were any clues left in the residence.

Not far away, at the entrance of the hot spring, Chu Jing already knew that under the arrangement of Chu Qingrong, Song Zhixia entered the hot spring where he had tampered with.

Although I don't know exactly what was done, it's not a good thing.

If he went in by himself, Song Zhixia might not listen to him, and there would be another burst of cynicism.

So far, it seems that he didn't even read the note he gave him.

Chu Jing was a little impatient, he subconsciously touched the cigarette, and only realized when he touched the empty pocket. After talking with Song Zhixia on the side of the road that time, he quit smoking when he went back.

He took out his mobile phone to call the secretary, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone passing by.

Before he had time to call the secretary again, Chu Jing made a decisive decision and stopped the person: "Hello, I'm really sorry, can I trouble you with something?"

Lin Chenggu was wearing a bathrobe, with a towel on his shoulders, and he looked carefree. After being stopped, he turned to look at Chu Jing: "What's the matter?"

Chu Jing said politely: "There is a person in the hot spring, but there is a landscape that needs to be repaired. It is not convenient for me to go in. Can I trouble you to bring him out?"

Lin Chenggu is a warm-hearted person, he didn't think too much when he heard the words, and he didn't think about the logic of this sentence at all, he believed it to be true: "Okay."

Secretly, Chu Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

Lin Chenggu strode towards the soup ponds in stride. The soup ponds here are all separate and have different functions.

After walking in, Lin Chenggu was about to call for someone, so he took a closer look at the people in the soup pool, hey, we meet everywhere, isn't this the grandson he just hired as a substitute!

"Song Zhixia!" Lin Chenggu said enthusiastically, "Get up quickly, let's go to another hot spring together."

Song Zhixia turned around and saw Lin Chenggu, he was a little surprised: "Mr. Lin, why are you here?"

"Just now a staff member said that this place can't be used." Lin Chenggu held out his hand to Song Zhixia, "Come with me."

Song Zhixia was not as easy to deceive as he was, and was a little suspicious, but facing Lin Chenggu who took the initiative, he still got up and left with him.

He hasn't soaked for a few minutes, and his skin is slightly wrinkled and red.

Lin Chenggu has been wanting to ask Song Zhixia since he went back last night, and this is a good opportunity: "Hey, I always feel that we have met somewhere, do you have this feeling?"

Song Zhixia lightly scratched his naked, exposed skin, and jokingly said, "Gongdou game?"

These four words seemed to turn on some kind of switch. Lin Chenggu slapped his thigh and woke up: "It's you! High, master!"

Chu Jing hid behind a gazebo and watched the two of them walk away to another soup pond. Only then did he relax slowly.

He texted his secretary.

Chu Rou, who was having a massage on the [-]th floor of the hotel, was very comfortable. She lay on the massage table and enjoyed the masseur's hammering.

After the massage was over, the masseuse left. Chu Rou put on her clothes and sat up. She hummed a ditty, crossed her legs, and flipped through the magazine in her hand, which was full of customized jewelry.

She was picking and choosing, and suddenly someone knocked on the door, and Chu Rou said "come in".

The person who came was the manager of the hotel, and when he came in, he said respectfully: "Miss Chu, Mr. Chu has customized a soup pool for beauty and beauty for you. The main ingredient of our soup pool is rose extract, which extracts the essence molecules of flowers and leaves, and has a good effect on skin damage repair. .Would you like to try it now?"

Chu Rou put down the magazine, and reached out to stroke her long curly hair casually. Chu Qingrong must know how much she cares about her appearance, and now she is still trying her best to find a repair therapy for her, and she really cares about her.

"Since my brother ordered it for me, of course I have to go." Chu Rouwen smiled softly, "Lead the way."

She is 45 years old, and her maintenance depends on a lot of money. Her metabolism is not as good as when she was young. The wound she fell a few months ago still has traces, and no matter what ointment she uses, it has little effect.

If you can soak in hot springs well, that's great.

The hotel manager walked in front and led Chu Rou to take the elevator to the special hot spring of their hotel, and brought Chu Rou to the beauty and beauty soup pool.

In the green soup pool, there was a faint fragrance floating, and some roses were sprinkled, Chu Rou tested the water temperature: "How long will this soak?"

The manager said: "The longer the time, the better the effect."

"Understood." Chu Rou was very happy, she glanced at him, "Go down."

The manager retreated quietly, and when he went outside around the rockery, a tall man was sitting in the gazebo, looking down at the fish swimming in the pond.

He stepped forward and said softly, "Mr. Chu, the matter has been settled."

The man was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand to sprinkle the bait, and all the fish gathered outside rushed over to grab the little food.

"Go down."

The manager nodded at Chu Jing, turned and left.

Chu Jing was the only one left in the gazebo, and he remained motionless, as if he was waiting for something.

Chu Rou soaked in the hot spring very carefully. She scooped up the water, and the water stained with the faint rose fragrance poured onto her arms, arms, shoulders, and face.

These are the places where the twigs scratched her when she rolled down from the temple. Although there are only a few faint marks left, she wants to be able to recover.

Chu Rou has loved beauty since she was young, and she has a strong competitive heart. Although she is not short of money, she still chooses to be a star because she enjoys the feeling of being praised by countless people for her beauty.

She also has the confidence, her face is her life to her.

The manager said that the longer you soak, the better the effect. Chu Rou kept soaking patiently, took out her phone to play, took two photos and posted them on Weibo and girlfriend groups, which made countless people envy her life.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Rou felt drowsy, so she put her arms on the shore and her chin on it.

Her arms were red and itchy, and Chu Rou thought it was because of soaking for too long, so she stretched out her hand and scratched unconsciously.

Who knew that scratching did not relieve the itching, but it got more and more itchy.

Chu Rou scratched it harder, leaving red marks on her fair skin, as if she had been scratched by bone claws.

what happened?

She was a little dazed, and suddenly stood up from the water. She looked down at her body, and found that her abdomen, waist, and thighs were all flushed with water.

Itching, bone-biting itching, like thousands of ants densely swarming into the skin and gnawing on the bones.

Even if Chu Rou was a fool, she was slow to realize that something was wrong. She screamed while scratching, and immediately went ashore in a hurry. She wrapped herself in a towel, and her first reaction was to call Chu Qingrong.

As soon as the other side was connected, she cried, "Brother, what kind of hot spring did you order for me? I am itching all over my body right now!"

Chu Qingrong heard something wrong, and asked suspiciously: "What hot spring? I didn't book it for you?"

Chu Rou was taken aback, she felt very bad, after landing, her whole body became more itchy, so she could only rub it with a towel desperately and pick it with her fingers.

The skin was almost bleeding, it was bright red.

"Brother, help me." Chu Rou was helpless and desperate, "I don't know what's going on."

From her description, Chu Qingrong thought of the worst possibility. He only played Song Zhixia's tricks and ordered a hot spring from the beginning to the end. Why is it Chu Rou who has the accident now?

His face darkened: "Xiao Rou, don't move, I'll send someone to pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Rou curled up on the ground like a crawling ghost, her skin was almost bleeding from scratching and she couldn't stop.

Stop it, stop it!

There was a voice in her heart that kept shouting, she knew very well that her skin would be useless if it continued like this, but there was no way, she couldn't stop it at all, as soon as she stopped, she felt that she was going to itch like crazy.

A tall figure appeared at the entrance of Tangchi, she thought it was someone sent by Chu Qingrong, she turned her head and said loudly: "Hurry up and help me! The doctor, the doctor called—"

The rest of the words seemed to be strangled by the neck, and they were all silenced the moment they saw the person coming.

Chu Rou's appearance is really not decent at the moment, her hair is disheveled, her cheeks are flushed as if she had been scalded, her whole body looks like cooked shrimp, covered with hideous red marks one after another.

She opened her mouth in astonishment, her words for help got stuck, she really didn't expect to see this person: "Ah Jing?"

Chu Jing was wearing a casual shirt with the gold-plated cuffs unbuttoned, and with one hand in his pocket, he looked down at her: "Oh."

He said indifferently: "It turns out that this is the show."

What does this mean?

Chu Rou struggled to distinguish, her brain went blank under the itch, she murmured: "Why did you appear here, where is my brother? He asked you to come?"

But how is it possible? ?Chu Qingrong and Chu Jing had always been at odds, and the situation was like fire and water. How could Chu Qingrong ask Chu Jing to help her? ?

Chu Jing smiled slightly, his eyes had no warmth: "Guess?"

With just one look, Chu Rou suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

Obviously she was the child who grew up under her watch, so she felt a complete strangeness at the moment.

"Since it's the soup pool carefully prepared by your brother for you," Chu Jing glanced at the petals floating on the soup pool, with a smile on his lips, "then don't let him down."

He tilted his head, as if asking for her opinion: "You think so?"