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Chapter 47: No Home at Night
Song Wenxi stared at Song Anhao intently.

For some reason, he always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with her. For a moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his sister in her.

Gu Weiwei looked at Song Anhao with tears in her eyes, and asked warily, "Who are you? Why did you help me?"

After what happened to Liu Tao, she was really scared.

Song Anhao reached out to her: "Hello, my name is Xiao Ling, and I will soon become the director of the artist department of Huatian Entertainment!"

Gu Weiwei was startled, looked at Song Wenxi suspiciously, and asked if it was true or not.

Song Wenxi didn't answer him, and changed the subject: "It's not convenient to talk here, let's leave before nothing gets serious."

Fortunately, cars come and go here, and no pedestrians walk here.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that this matter will be infinitely magnified immediately, and it will do harm to Gu Weiwei in the end.

Song Anhao suggested: "My house is nearby, let's go to my house and chat! Change clothes by the way!"

Song Wenxi nodded in agreement, and drove them to Song Anhao's small apartment.

Song Anhao prepared a set of clean clothes for Gu Weiwei.

While Gu Weiwei was taking a bath, Song Wenxi asked, "Can you really restore Gu Weiwei's innocence tomorrow?"

Song Anhao pretended to be mysterious and asked, "Does Mr. Song trust me?"

Song Wenxi raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "You and I are not related, how do you think I should answer?"

Hearing this, Song Anhao couldn't help laughing: "That's right! You and I are neither relatives nor relatives, how could Mr. Song believe me! However, since I can say it, I will definitely do it! Tomorrow will be given by me. own deadline."

"I hope you will do what you say!"

There was a brief silence in the hall.

Seeing that Song Wenxi's body was wet, Song An kindly twitched slightly, and couldn't help but care: "Mr. Song, you should take a bath too! Although I don't have men's clothes here, you can put on a bathrobe first, and I'll put it on for you." Dry your clothes before you change into them!"

Song Wenxi said indifferently: "No need! I'm not used to bathing outside."

Song An knew him well, and didn't force her, she found a dry towel from the closet and handed it to him: "Then just wipe your hair, don't catch a cold."

Song Wenxi hesitated for a moment, but finally took the towel.

After a while, Gu Weiwei put on clean clothes and came out of the bathroom.

After washing off the heavy makeup on her face, her whole body looked completely new. Although she was already 22 years old, her round face looked like a little girl, fresh and natural, sweet and lovely.

Gu Weiwei lowered her head and thanked her with emotion: "Thank you all today! If it wasn't for you, I would probably be dead!"

Song Anhao sighed: "No matter what it is, there is always a solution. Don't commit suicide easily. You are not afraid of death. Are you afraid of living?"

Even if she was tortured by Shen Haoze and Jiang Man every day in her previous life, she never thought of dying.

She just wanted to escape and seek revenge on them.

It's a pity that they still couldn't escape their poisonous hands in the end.

Gu Weiwei was still in a low mood, she lowered her head, wiped her hair with a dry towel and did not speak.

Song Anhao sighed in her heart, and knew that no matter how much she said, it would not be as effective as returning her innocence.

Because Gu Weiwei was in a bad mood and the family company was surrounded by reporters, Song Anhao had no choice but to keep her in his small apartment temporarily and take care of her personally.

I can't go back tonight.

Song Anhao wanted to report to Shen Xiuran, but when she took out her mobile phone, she realized that she did not have Shen Xiuran's contact information.

All the while, neither of them appeared to have exchanged phone numbers.

In desperation, he had to give up.

Thinking about it, she is not that important in Shen Xiuran's mind, if he doesn't go back at night, maybe he won't find out.

Unexpectedly, in the early morning, the phone rang suddenly.

(End of this chapter)