After reading the mind of the villain, the God of Science cried and begged me to like him

After that, the group continued to live step by step.

Because they are all under home quarantine, students can only attend classes online.

Cheng Jinbai and Huo Sui'an spent all day at home holding books and reading, and only Yu Ting had to go out from time to time.

On May 5, the first online drama Yu Ting participated in, "Ask the World" directed by Xu Ye, was released.

On the day after it was released, the topic of "Ask the World" accounted for three hot searches, and Yu Ting's name also appeared on the hot searches again after it became popular last time.

Not just him, all the members in the show were praised, and even Song Yao gained a large number of fans.

But after all, she played the third female lead, and she didn't have many roles in the first few episodes, so her popularity was far less than that of Yu Ting.

Seeing that Yu Ting's fans were about to exceed 2000 million, and seeing that he only had a few million fans due to his hard work, Song Yao suddenly felt unbalanced.

Why is it that she is always the one who gets oppressed!
She suppressed her unwillingness and entered Huo Zhengqing's study with tea.

Not far away, Song Wanjun watched Song Yao enter Huo Zhengqing's study with a deep look.

She couldn't even enter Huo Zhengqing's study. Why could a little girl like Song Yao be able to come and go freely?

and……

I don't know if it was some kind of misunderstanding, but Song Wanjun always felt that Huo Zhengqing was too good to Song Yao.

It's too good, it doesn't feel like taking care of an adopted daughter.

It's more like... keeping a mistress?
Thinking of this, Song Wanjun's heart skipped a beat inexplicably.

At that time, Huo Yu went to a dinner party, and when he came back, he saw Song Wanjun staring at Huo Zhengqing's study in a daze.

He walked over and asked, "Mom, what are you thinking about."

"It's okay. A Yu is back. Do you want some hangover soup? Mom has stewed it for you and put it in the pot." Song Wanjun retracted her gaze and looked up at Huo Yu, suddenly showing a motherly smile.

Huo Yu rubbed his eyes tiredly: "No, I'm a little sleepy. I'm going to rest first."

"Okay, if you want something to eat, send a message to mom and she will have someone make it for you."

"it is good."

After watching Huo Yu leave, Song Wanjun stared in the direction of the study in a daze.

Half an hour later, the door was opened, and Song Yao walked out with a flying face. When he saw Song Wanjun staring at him, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Aunt Song."

Song Wanjun glanced at her suspiciously, and when she was about to ask questions, Song Yao had already left.

Pursing her lips, Song Wanjun stood up and walked to the door.

The door to the study room was open, and Huo Zhengqing was sitting in front of the desk, squinting his eyes and sitting on the chair with a relaxed expression.

Song Wanjun felt more and more uneasy. She hesitated for a moment and then spoke softly: "Lao Huo, do you want something to drink?"

Hearing Song Wanjun's voice, Huo Zhengqing subconsciously opened his eyes. Seeing her standing at the door, Huo Zhengqing coughed and stood up, going to look for something on the bookshelf at the back.

"No, please go out first and close the door." Huo Zhengqing said calmly while searching.

Song Wanjun's eyes dimmed a little, and she closed the door for him with a low voice.

When he heard the door closing, Huo Zhengqing breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in his seat, and slumped down.

Recalling Song Yao, Huo Zhengqing's eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

After a while, he began to continue flipping through the files.

A few days later, Song Yao got the heroine script from a great director.

She held the script in her hands, a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes.

Sure enough, if you don’t have some backers, you won’t be able to get any good resources.

Look, the resources are coming.

Song Yao was reading the script and drinking afternoon tea.

While drinking, she suddenly felt a little nauseous.

Song Yao looked at the afternoon tea and frowned.

Nothing is wrong.She took another sip of tea, and this time her nausea became more obvious.

Song Yao ran to the bathroom and retched. He kept retching. It took a while before the nauseating feeling subsided a little.

She washed her face and looked up at herself in the mirror, her face pale and her eyes bloodshot. Thinking of the retching just now, an idea suddenly came to her mind.

Won't……

Song Yao sneaked out of the villa and went to the hospital for a B-ultrasound.

Then, she looked at the test sheet and fell into deep thought.

After returning home, Song Yao has been in a daze, even when eating.

After eating, he returned to the room. Song Yao took out the test sheet again and looked at it carefully.

After reading it three or four times, she suddenly smiled.

After Huo Zhengqing's hard work, she is now two months pregnant.

As secretary, Huo Zhengqing would never allow such an illegitimate child to exist.

So if Huo Zhengqing is told now, the child will definitely be aborted.

But it would be different if she gave birth to the child quietly and used the child as a bargaining chip in exchange for fame and fortune.

Of course, the consequence of doing this may be that Huo Zhengqing may eradicate her as well.

but……

Wealth and wealth are in danger.

What's more, the Huo family only has one child, Huo Yu. If she gives birth to a son and something happens to Huo Yu, won't her child become the only heir to the Huo family?
As for Song Wanjun...

Song Yao smiled, a sinister light flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, the ambition in her eyes was no longer concealed.

After becoming Huo Zhengqing's keeper, Song Yao's remaining love for Huo Yu disappeared, and she even developed hatred for him——

So after making up her mind, Song Yao hid the test results and thought about how to get rid of Huo Yu. Soon she thought of an old friend.

After pondering for a moment, Song Yao picked up his cell phone and made a call.

……

Kyoto’s underground black market.

Ninety percent of the shady business in Kyoto is done here.

In a certain room, filled with smoke, a woman with smoky makeup and very enchanting clothes that highlighted her hot figure was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed.

Liang Zhi held a cigar in his mouth and looked down at the skinny man in front of him.

The man was trembling, his body was convulsing abnormally, and he was foaming at the corner of his mouth.

"I have no rules. We are in this business and our own people are not allowed to touch that thing. You turned a deaf ear to my words, right?" Liang Zhi looked down at the man and clicked his tongue.

"Sister Liang...Sister Liang, please give me one bite, just one bite!" The man staggered over and kowtowed to Liang Zhi.

"Pull him down and let him out when he quits. Okay, let's all get out." Liang Zhi waved his hand.

Everyone left immediately and the man was dragged away.

Liang Zhi was smoking a cigar when his cell phone suddenly rang.

She opened it and saw an unfamiliar number. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Song Yao."

"Why are you calling me?" Liang Zhi raised his eyebrows when he heard the name.

"Regarding what happened before, Zhizhi, please don't be angry. I'll apologize to you."

"Not angry, of course not angry." Liang Zhi sneered.

Of course she is not angry, because she is not Liang Zhi at all.