Chapter 5

Before Song Wei asked Qi Lin if he wanted their help, she got the answer from Qi Lin's highly alert expression.

Qi Lin, who stared at the visitor, had deep eyes.

"Actor Qi, let me help you put on the mask first." Although Song Wei was not sure about the current situation, she knew very well that Qi Lin's identity and the current situation should not be seen by too many people.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Qi Lin withdrew his gaze and lowered his head slightly.

"No trouble." Song Wei shook his head, quickly tore open the packaging bag, and stretched out his hand to put a mask on Qi Lin.

Because Qi Lin was still relying on Song Wei to maintain his center of gravity, the two of them seemed to be hugging each other.

Smelling the faint smell of alcohol and tobacco on Qi Lin's body, Song Wei felt that she was almost drunk, and she didn't dare to look at him. She could only keep silently saying calm down in her heart, but her trembling hands still exposed her nervousness and anxiety. Excited, he had to wear the mask back and forth two or three times before helping Qi Lin put the mask on.

Song Wei raised her eyes to look at Qi Lin just as she was about to speak, the servant boy and the others had already walked over, and she immediately changed her posture to support Qi Lin.

When the page came over, he asked if he needed help.

"No, thank you." Song Wei naturally refused without hesitation.

After hearing this answer, the servant boy didn't say anything more.

It seems that this waiter should be an ordinary waiter.

Just when Song Wei was about to help Qi Lin to leave, the two bodyguards stood in front of them.

After observing the two bodyguards with expressionless faces, Song Wei immediately became nervous. The two men must have malicious intentions when they came aggressively. It may be related to them that Yingdi Qi wants to leave here so much. If Yingdi Qi takes him back, something will happen, so I have to find a way to take him away.

Song Wei's long thinking made Qi Lin think that she was afraid of causing trouble, so she prepared to stand up straight.

Before Qi Lin could act, Song Wei opened his mouth with one hand on his hip, pretending to be angry and said, "What are you doing? What are you going to do?"

"I, my husband is a good worker for you, but he is not a slave of your boss and your company. He has already drunk like this. You still have to let him go out to socialize, drink and drink, and if he drinks again, he will be drunk to death." ! Do you still have humanity!! I really don’t know how there is a company like yours!!!”

When the two bodyguards heard Song Wei's words, they didn't seem to react for a while.

"He quit! Why don't I resign for him! I must take him home now!!" Song Wei, who had been paying attention to the expressions of the two bodyguards, immediately continued, and even stretched out his hand to push them.

Song Wei, who thought she had fooled the two bodyguards, was stopped again before she had time to be happy.

Staring at the bodyguard in front of him, Song Wei frowned tightly.

"Ma'am, is this really your husband?" Although Fang Anran asked this question, the two bodyguards kept their eyes on Qi Lin.

Seeing the other party's persistence, Song Wei felt a little flustered, but still pretended to be angry, pointed at them and said, "It's not my husband, can it be your husband?!"

"Then can you please take off your mask, sir? A friend of our boss is missing." The two bodyguards were still very polite when they spoke.

Can't pick it up, absolutely can't pick it up.

"No." Song Wei looked up at the two of them and said word by word.

As if Song Wei had expected to say this, the two bodyguards moved their hands immediately, reaching out to pick off Qi Lin's mask.

The fast Song Wei didn't even have time to stop him.

Just when Song Wei thought they were going to be cold, Qi Lin stretched out his hand and pinched the bodyguard's wrist, and said implyingly: "You can't force things."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Wei yelled directly, and picked up his mobile phone and pretended to take pictures: "My God, is there any reason? What kind of company are you! I'm going to take pictures of you all and put them on the Internet. Let everyone see what kind of company you are!"

The two bodyguards immediately reached out to block the camera, wanting to get their phones.

"Will you let us go?!" Song Wei dodged away.

"If you dare to stop me from my wife and husband, I will call the police! I want to see how powerful your company is, and what kind of bullshit Qingyue Club is, how dare you restrict other people's personal freedom!!" Song Wei looked at The two bodyguards still didn't give up, and made another big move. They pressed the three numbers 110 while making noise like shrews, and put their fingers on the dial key.

Upon hearing this, the servant boy hurried forward to persuade him to make peace.

The two bodyguards looked at each other, obviously extremely afraid.

After the two sides persisted for a while, the two bodyguards suddenly lowered their faces as if they were listening to someone, then stepped out of the way, bent over and said, "Sorry, we were rude."

After confirming that they really gave up, Song Wei quickly helped Qi Lin to leave.

When he walked to the outermost part of the clubhouse, Song Wei found that the servant boy and the two bodyguards were still standing there, so he hailed a taxi and got in directly.

"Where are you two going?" the driver in front asked.

Lying on the car window looking behind, Song Wei subconsciously turned to look at Qi Lin, and asked silently.

"Just find a better hotel." Qi Lin tried his best to cheer up.

The driver who got the answer glanced at Qi Lin and the others: "The best hotel closest to here is Lanyue Hotel, so I'll drive there."

"Yeah." Song Wei nodded vigorously.

Qi Lin, who was a little more relaxed, felt that he could not control his body more and more, and couldn't help but want to fall to one side, and almost touched the car window.

Song Wei, who had been paying attention to Qi Lin's status, said in a low voice, "Actor Qi, would you like to lean on my shoulder?"

"No thanks." Qi Lin didn't want to bother others if it wasn't necessary.

Song Weiyi, who had long expected that Qi Lin would reject him, was not surprised at all.

Because his head was really dizzy, Qi Lin reached out and took off the mask, then turned his head slightly, and said sincerely to Song Weiman, "Thank you tonight."

"No, you're welcome." Song Wei, who was being watched, felt embarrassed again.

Just when Song Wei wanted to explain that Qi Lin was her husband just outside the clubhouse, Qi Lin suddenly spoke again.

"Are you an actor?" Qi Lin, who was leaning on the car seat, tilted his head.

"Ah? It shouldn't be counted." Song Wei, who thought Qi Lin recognized him and wanted to praise himself for his good performance, said embarrassedly.

Unexpectedly, Qi Lin nodded slightly when he heard this: "That's good, your acting skills are really embarrassing, you are not suitable for being an actor, you may be scolded."

Song Wei, who was about to accept the idol's praise, froze for a moment.

"My acting skills are not that bad, and some people have praised me." Song Wei stopped before she finished speaking, because she realized that the ones who praised her were either her fans or the directors of idol dramas. The directors of those idol dramas, and even those traffic stars who can only act embarrassingly, praised their acting skills, and the praise for themselves must be a lot of water.

"What?" Qi Lin, who was not in a good state, did not hear clearly what Song Wei said.

"It's nothing." Song Wei lowered his head and replied with some disappointment, his cheeks puffed up involuntarily like a puffer fish.

Looking at Song Wei's small expression, Qi Lin suddenly smiled softly, and a little smile appeared in his deep eyes.

Subconsciously looking up, Song Wei happened to see Qi Lin's expression.

At that moment, as a fan, Song Wei felt that his heart was hit by the idol again, and it was hit at close range, and all the surrounding sounds faded away, as if only Qi Lin was left behind. She was completely unable to describe her inner feelings in detail.

The driver in front glanced at Qi Lin several times in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help asking, "Are you that Qi Lin who just won the best actor award?"

Hearing this, Song Wei immediately came back to his senses, and shook his head vigorously: "No, he is not Qi Yingdi."

"But he looks like Qi Lin?"

"Is there? He is just an ordinary person. If he is Qi Yingdi, I will." Song Wei seemed a little nervous.

But before Song Wei could finish speaking, Qi Lin suddenly started to move, his body swayed a bit, then he put his arms around her and whispered, "wife."

"Wife..."

"I'm sorry wife, I feel like I'm really useless. I worked so hard just to want you to live a good life, but I still made you feel wronged... I'm sorry my wife..." Qi Lin looked like he was drunk As if drunk, when it comes to emotion, even the voice is crying, no matter the behavior, tone or expression are extremely natural.

There is no trace of performance at all.

Song Wei, who was hugged by Qi Linxu, never thought that his idol would do this. He was stunned and sat there motionless.

(End of this chapter)

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