Sweet Beloved Reborn

According to the address in the mobile phone sent by Song Lan, Song Qinghuan arrived at an antique teahouse. She didn’t know whether it was a coincidence or not. From the window lattice where Song Qinghuan stood by, she could see the Kaiyue Entertainment Building in the distance.

The word “Kaiyue” was like a beacon, towering over the surrounding high buildings and overshadowing the other companies.

Song Qinghuan’s aunt Song Lan had not arrived. Song Qinghuan ordered herself a pot of black tea. She listened to the quiet and beautiful Chinese zither music played at the teahouse, watched the crowds coming and going downstairs through the window lattice, and drank the tea elegantly.

Suddenly, Song Qinghuan stopped drinking tea. She suddenly raised her head and looked directly at the Kaiyue Entertainment Company in the distance. She remembered something!

Master Li, who was with Song Shuyao, was the second young boss of Kaiyue Entertainment Company. The companies that showed intention to sign the contract with her included the record company of Kaiyue Entertainment Company. Once, after several entertainers of Kaiyue Company were involved in scandals, Song Mingxiu smoothly became a shareholder of Kaiyue through his uncle’s help.

It was because Song Mingxiu became a shareholder of Kaiyue that Song Shuyao followed the trend and wanted to become a famous star. However, Song Shuyao herself had no eye-catching skills. After knowing Kaiyue wanted to sign Song Qinghuan, she once again targeted Song Qinghuan.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Song Qinghuan’s finger pulp gently tapped the tabletop, and the names of the three men appeared over and over in her mind.

“There’s a traffic jam when I’m coming from the airport. Have you been waiting long?”

The woman’s slightly apologetic voice sounded above Song Qinghuan’s head. Song Qinghuan came to her senses and saw Song Lan sitting opposite her with a smile.

The waiter who received Song Lan handed the menu to her. Instead of ordering more tea, she just added some cakes, including the “red bean cake” that Song Qinghuan liked.

After all this, the waiter left. Song Lan leaned on her elbow on the table and looked up with a smile. Her eyes, which were painted with delicate makeup, focused on the person on the other side. At last, she laughed.

For Song Qinghuan, today Song Lan was unexpectedly nice. In Song Qinghuan’s memory, Song Lan didn’t like her or Song Shuyao.

Correctly speaking, Song Lan didn’t like Xia Ru’nan, so she also didn’t like Xia Ru’nan’s daughters.

“Aunt, have tea.” Although Song Qinghuan was confused, she didn’t show it. She obediently picked up the purple sand pot to pour a cup of black tea for Song Lan.

“Thanks.” Song Lan sipped a mouthful of tea. She said with arrogance, “Don’t you wonder why I find you?”

Song Qinghua curled up her eyes and then asked according to the words of Song Lan, “So, aunt, what do you want with me?”

Song Lan put down the teacup, shook her head and said, “I should have found out that you are not similar at all.” After the words, Song Lan raised Song Qinghuan’s jaw with her CHLODEN red fingertips and said, “You are much smarter than the stupid mother and daughter.”

Song Qinghua titled her head, winked her eyes at Song Lan, and said with shyness, “This is the first time that you praise me.”

Song Lan withdrew her hand and pushed a brown file bag directly in front of Song Qinghuan. Her voice showed indisputability, “Take a look. You will be very interested.”

Song Qinghuan was no longer affectedly bashful. She directly opened the file folder , which contained the information of Xia Ru’nan’s pregnancy and prenatal examination, the birth certificates for her and Song Shuyao, and the photos of Xia Ru’nan secretly abusing Song Qinghuan who was at a young age, and so on…

These certificates all pointed to one thing: Song Qinghuan was not Xia Ru’nan’s daughter. What was more, Song Qinghuan’s real birth date was three days earlier than Song Shuyao’s.

This time, Song Lan originally thought she could completely defeat Xia Ru’nan. However, she didn’t expect that Xia Ru’nan was too cunning. Xia Ru’nan was darkminded and so was her brother. They showed no regard for the old lady’s safety.

Although Song Yueming helped Xia Ru’nan clear the suspicion, the old lady would not let go of her easily. So, the old lady called Song Lan home. Song Lan’s working ability was no weaker than her two elder brothers’.

Song Lan used a lot of human and financial resources to get the information. When Song Lan saw the information, she couldn’t believe it.

“Your mother is the real Mrs. Song, and Xia Ru’nan is just a whore who stole the position. Qinghuan, you suffer too much these years.” Song Lan said softly and she showed sympathy with Song Qinghuan, “You rest assured. I am back and I will protect you. I will absolutely not let the mother and daughter bully you.”

Song Qinghuan’s fingers pinched the information. Her eyelids slightly dropped and no one could see the emotion in her eyes. The only change was that the smile on her face disappeared. After the waiter brought all the refreshments and left, Song Qinghuan let out a breath, leaned back slowly against the carved chair and closed her eyes.

She looked up again and stared at Song Lan opposite her, thinking that she had not bet wrongly on Song Lan in the very beginning. As long as the old lady allowed Song Lan to come back from abroad, the Song Family could no longer be controlled by Xia Ru’nan alone.

Song Lan paid attention to the girl opposite her from beginning to end. Song Lan found that Song Qinghuan’s face turned pale, her fingers trembled as she held the teacup and her eyelids dropped. This kind of thing was unacceptable to anyone. It was like taking a thief as a mother!

Song Qinghuan put the information back into the file folder and put the hair around the ear behind the ear and put down the cup after taking a sip of black tea. She looked directly at Song Lan and said, “So, aunt, what do you want me to do?”

Song Lan laughed. She knew that Song Qinghuan, who was loved by the old lady, had stood on her side.

The two teacups touched gently in mid-air. They said together, “Happy cooperation.”

Song Lan came to Wan’ning City not only to meet Song Qinghuan, but also to talk about the project. So, after determining the alliance, Song Lan paid the bill and left.

Song Qinghuan was eating the red bean cake and her mouth was filled with the fragrance of red beans. The original silence was broken after two middle-aged persons, one man and one woman, came over and sat down at the table next to Song Qinghuan. When they were seated, the man began to complain bitterly and the woman looked a little upset.

“Calm down.” The woman’s voice was gentle. She poured a cup of cool tea and handed it to the man.

After drinking the tea, the man was like a deflated ball. His voice was hoarse and heavy with fatigue, “Why don’t we give up? We keep running and selling the script for several months. At first, we were so happy, but now even a small employee of Kaiyue could bully us under the protection of the powerful company. I… I…”

The woman shook her head and her smile was still as gentle as water, “I never mind.”

“It’s all my fault. I am overconfident.” The man rubbed his face hard. He looked at the script he had left on the table decadently. Then, all of a sudden, he was about to tear it up like mad. The woman quickly put down her teacup and tried to grab it.

During the chaos, the script flew to Song Qinghuan’s feet. Song Qinghuan bent down to pick up the script, and suddenly found the four words written on it.