Fortunately, Song's mother's illness was only in the early stages. The doctor said that if she is like her, the cure rate will be very high as long as she cooperates with the treatment.

When she came back from abroad, Song Jingxing was about to go to the next shooting location. Cong Xin hurriedly packed up the two of them and went with him.

Most of the crew were on the same flight, with familiar faces on the front, back, left and right. But what Cong Xin did not expect was that Jiang Yihang was sitting behind them.

Seeing the man, Song Jingxing's brows frowned and glared at Cong Xin next to him, with a warning meaning.

This man is still thinking about what happened before? I have never seen anyone who holds a grudge than him.

These two men didn't even do superficial skills and didn't even call one of them.

In fact, Song Jingxing is not a person who does not understand the world. He debuted at the age of sixteen or seventeen. What do you know? There is no better school than society.

Cong Xin had seen him socializing, but it was all right.

Whether to deal with it depends on the partner.

For example, Cong Xin, a little assistant, has a humble status and cannot do anything.

As for Jiang Yihang, he just hated it to a certain extent and was disdainful to deal with it.

Cong Xin thought to herself, thanks to the two playing opponents in the play, if they play a pair of brothers with deep affection, it would be really difficult to continue filming the play.

Song Jingxing could ignore it, but Cong Xin couldn't ignore it, but she didn't say anything, just nodded and smiled, saying hello.

This is not entirely because of Song Jingxing's warning, but mainly because this person is not something Cong Xin can afford to offend. If you can't afford to offend, it's better to avoid being able to avoid becoming cannon fodder for others.

Cong Xin wanted to avoid it, but the other party did not cooperate.

As soon as she sat down, the person behind her patted her on the shoulder.

Cong Xin didn't even twist her head, pretending she didn't know.

Seeing that she didn't respond, the man persevered and stabbed her in the back with his hand.

From this we can see how bored this person is.

Cong Xin still ignored it and thought that when he felt bored, he should calm down.

It did stop, but after two minutes of silence, the man pulled her hair from behind again.

Cong Xin was so annoyed that she really wanted to stand up and yell at him. Is it over?

But her reason didn't ultimately let her do that.

Keep pretending nothing happened.

Cong Xin brought two books, wanting to pass the time on the plane, read one by himself, and handed it to the person next to him.

Song Jingxing turned two pages and threw it aside, looking like he was indifferent, obviously the book was not in his appetite.

Seeing him yawning a few times, Cong Xin took out the sleeping pillow she carried with him and said, "Let's sleep a while, I'll call you when I'm here."

After Song Jingxing took it, he suddenly returned it to her, "You use it, I don't."

It is his business for the boss to care about his subordinates on a whim. As a subordinate, it is better to keep his duties.

"I don't need it, I want to read a book for a while." Cong Xin put the sleeping pillow behind his head.

This person is young, but his sleep has never been good. He is not as good as the elderly. He often suffers from insomnia and cannot sleep. Cong Xin is very suspicious that the medicines he takes every day are actually used to treat insomnia.

Many people who engage in art have sleep disorders.

When she said this before, her mother heard it, and her mother asked her, "You are also an art person, why didn't you see you have this problem?"

She really has no problem. She just falls asleep when she touches the pillow. In her mother's words, thunder may not necessarily wake her up.

Cong Xin said, "Who am I an art person? At best, he is just a technician who takes photos."

Her mother said, "It has nothing to do with what to do, it's mainly psychological problems."

Song Jingxing did not object this time, so he nodded, so he let Cong Xin adjust it for him, and then closed his eyes.

Cong Xin asked for a blanket to cover him again, hoping that he could have a good sleep. If he couldn't sleep well, he would be in a bad mood. If he was in a bad mood, she would be the one who suffered.

It's not easy for her.

Song Jingxing slept for more than half an hour. After waking up, he saw that it was still a while before he could arrive, so he went to the bathroom.

As soon as Song Jingxing left, Jiang Yihang, who was behind, asked, "Why don't you ignore me?" He pursed his lips and looked aggrieved.

This person's face is like a peach blossom, his twinkling eyes seem to be able to speak. With this pitiful expression, let alone women, even men may not be able to withstand it.

Cong Xin subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bathroom and smiled innocently, "Is there any?"

"Pretending to be stupid, right?" His tone was grieving.

The charm between the eyebrows made Cong Xin almost unable to control her.

Cong Xin was a little dizzy and was busy changing the topic, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Can't you say something if you're fine?" Jiang Yihang glared at her angrily, "I've never treated me like this before. You really hurt your heart."

Cong Xin was stunned, and she had goose bumps. She was obedient and the man was acting coquettish, and she had a unique charm.

Although Cong Xin was smiling, her heart was beating very hard.

Jiang Yihang pointed to the book on Song Jingxing's seat, "I like this writer very much, let me show it?"

Cong Xin didn't move.

"How can you not be so stingy? Besides, Song Jingxing doesn't watch it."

Cong Xin really couldn't refuse a book, and the people sitting around were all from the crew, so they did that much, and the impact was not very good.

Cong Xin had no choice but to give him the book.

Not long after, Song Jingxing came back.

He glanced at the book in Jiang Yihang's hand at a glance, and immediately changed his face and flew into Cong Xin's body with a knife.

Cong Xin gritted her teeth and pretended to be innocent.

"Why is my book in his hands?" asked in a voice.

Why is it his book? She bought it with money.

"He asked me to borrow it."

"I'm going to come back." Song Jingxing ordered without expression.

"You don't look at it, so you can put it there and show it to him." Cong Xin said kindly, "A book, is it?

"No." Song Jingxing firmly, "My things are nothing but rotten, so no one can touch them."

Cong Xin was furious in her heart, "What's your thing? That's mine, and she couldn't help but whisper, "I bought that book..."

Song Jingxing suddenly turned around and stared at her.

Cong Xin instantly admitted defeat, "Your, yours."

"I gave it to me, that's my thing." Song Jingxing emphasized.

When did she say it to him?

"Do you have any objection?"

"I have no objection." She had no objection, but she didn't dare to say it.

"If you have no objection, just go and ask me for it."

"Can you get off the plane and then ask for it?" Cong Xin bargained.

"No, now, I want to see." Song Jingxing walked arrogantly.

If others don’t watch it, you don’t watch it either. When others watch it, you also have to watch it. Who is this? It’s only when things are in the hands of others, right? It’s childish!

"I, I can't speak." A book was just lent out and was about to come back. What's the point?

"Are you afraid of him?" He just heard him ask suddenly.

Why did Cong Xin respond? She is a little assistant, who is not afraid of?

"Are you afraid of him, aren't you afraid of me?" He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Fear." Cong Xin said without thinking.

"If you are afraid, please come back." His tone was very impatient.

Cong Xin pretended to be dead and looked down at the book.

Song Jingxing snatched the book for her, "Do you want it?"

"Just one book." Cong Xin begged.

"Not even a single book, it's not OK."

Cong Xin continued to pretend to be dead, and the books were taken away, so she studied fingerprints.

Song Jingxing was so angry that she almost lost smoke from her head.

Looking at her eyes, I wanted to swallow her alive.

"I knew that when you saw him, you were out of your mind and said you were forced to do so. Is anyone forced you now? I took my things to please others. Seeing that others were a little more beautiful, your legs would not be able to leave." Song Jingxing scolded her angrily.
To be continued...