The next morning, as soon as Su Mi got up, she called the Zong family.
She promised her mother that even if she returned to Tancheng, she would never forget to video or call her mother every day.
While living in Qiushui Villa for a while, I didn't contact my mother.
I don’t know how anxious my mother is.
As soon as the call was connected, Shi Yihan asked: "Mimi, have you come out of the set?"
Su Mi understood.
Zong Lu also knew that during the days when she and Xiao Subao were missing, Shi Yihan would be anxious if he could not contact her, and would even call the police.
I guess my mother made an excuse, saying that she had just returned to Tancheng and was asked to go to a remote area to film a movie. The signal was not good and it was inconvenient to make phone calls, so that her mother would not worry.
She didn't have to explain, so she felt relieved and nodded: "Yes. It's out."
…
After chatting with her mother for a long time, Su Mi hung up the phone.
After a while, Chi Heng came to the villa.
Zong Lu asked him to drive over the car that Su Mi had left at Qiushui Villa.
By the way, she also returned her mobile phone and bag.
Before leaving, Chi Heng bowed to Su Mi:
"Miss Su, on behalf of Mr. Zong, I would like to apologize to you. Miss Su, please don't take this matter to your heart, and don't tell Mrs. Zong and Mrs. Zong."
Su Mi didn't have time to speak.
On the sofa behind him, Huo Shenxiu, who was working remotely with his laptop, sneered coldly:
"Afraid of being known by Mrs. Zong and the old lady? He still knows how ugly he is?"
Chi Heng's apology obviously did not mean what Zong Lu meant.
If Zongyul knew how to apologize, he wouldn't be able to do that kind of thing.
Embarrassment appeared on Chi Heng's face.
Su Mi saw Chi Heng in trouble. After all, he had helped her and her cousin twice, and even received a beating for them to smooth things over:
"I won't tell my mother and grandma about this. But please tell him, I don't want this kind of thing to happen again."
Chi Heng nodded: "I will tell Mr. Zong."
Say goodbye and leave.
After walking out of the villa, the bodyguard driving at the door saw him coming out, walked down and helped open the door: "Mr. Chi, how are you? Has Miss Su calmed down?"
Chi Heng sighed: "Miss Su won't tell Mrs. Zong and the others, but Mr. Huo's tone of voice may not be gone away in a short time."
The bodyguard could also guess Huo Shenxiu's annoyance.
My own woman was put under house arrest by another man for several days.
How can any normal man endure this?
What's more, it's a man like Mr. Huo.
I came to Qiushui Villa last night and didn't beat the young master to death directly. It was all for the sake of the Zong family and Miss Su.
He lowered his voice: "Mr. Chi...you said Mr. Zong will not really be with Miss Su these days..."
Chi Heng resisted: "Don't talk nonsense."
The bodyguard muttered: "But didn't you tell me that these days, Mr. Zong would stay in Miss Su's room for a while every day when he went to the villa? Last time Mr. Zong went in, when you went in, you saw Miss Su's clothes were torn.
Already..."
"You have nothing to talk about! Don't mention this matter." Chi Heng looked back at the door of the villa corridor, "Let's go."
The two of them got into the car one after another.
The car sped away.
At the door of the corridor, Huo Shenxiu's cold eyes stared directly at the car as it left.
The already cold outline became more and more tense.
He came out just to ask about Su Mi's stay at Qiushui Villa in the past few days.
Although the little woman said nothing happened.
But as her man, I am still a little worried.
But I didn't expect to hear this.
I stay in Su Mi's room for a while every day.
Su Mi's clothes haven't been torn by Zong Lu yet.
The man's eyes were filled with dark clouds, and a storm was coming.
Some pictures that shouldn't appear came to mind, and the temperature of the whole body suddenly cooled down.
…………
In the room, Su Mi was about to find Xiao Subao when she saw Ling Wan bending downstairs.
He obviously slept well last night, took a hot bath, and changed his clothes, but Ling Wanwan still looked a little sluggish and in a trance.
Su Mi walked over: "What, you didn't sleep?"
Ling Wanwan yawned, and her voice was a little hoarse when she spoke: "Yeah."
With that said, he handed the removed bracelet to her: "Give the bracelet back to you."
Su Mi took it and put it on: "What's going on? Do you want to choose a bed? Or do you still feel uncomfortable sleeping?"
Ling Wanwan shook her head, hesitated for a moment, seemed to be considering whether to say anything, and finally beat her arm:
"Actually, it's because I've been having weird dreams in the past two days, and last night was the same. When I woke up, my back was sore. It felt like I was really in a dream."
Su Mi was startled: "Dreaming...? What dream?"
"I told you, don't laugh at me."
Su Mi nodded: "I will never smile."
"Last night, while I was waiting for your brother to arrive at Qiushui Villa, I accidentally dozed off and dreamed of many people in ancient costumes. A pretty little girl fell from a tree.
There were maids nearby, and later many women came."
Su Mi's expression changed: "Little girl? Who is she?"
"How do I know anyone from ancient times? It doesn't look like someone from a TV series... But the maid seems to call her Miss Fatty or Miss Pan'er... She really looks like a lady from a rich family. Anyway, she fell down
Later, he was taken away by a group of people."
Su Mi took a deep breath.
Miss Paner?
Did my cousin dream about Zong Paner?
Is it because of wearing a happy face last night?
Ling Wanwan continued to mutter: "...after I fell asleep at your place last night, I dreamed of that little girl again. I dreamed that she was recuperating in her boudoir while painting, and the painting was a man. To be honest, he looked good.
She was quite pretty and appetizing, and then I heard her mouth keep chanting, as if she was calling a name, what is Chu."
Zhao Chuli.
Su Mi held her breath.
Why did Huanyan let her cousin dream about what happened to the Zong family a hundred years ago, and also dream about Zong Pan'er?
It is understandable that I dreamed about these.
But my cousin has nothing to do with the Zong family and Zong Paner, right? Why do you dream about these things?
But it seems that Huanyan's power is not directed at her alone.
As long as the wearer wears it, the happy face may make the wearer dream about something.
Is there any connection between cousin and Zong Pan'er...or the Zong family, Zhao Chuli?
"Mimi?" Ling Wanwan asked in confusion when he saw her quieting down.
Sumila recalled her thoughts: "Have you watched too many costume dramas recently?"
"I haven't watched any costume dramas..."
Su Mi opened the topic: "It's possible that there have been too many things these days, which have made you uneasy. It's okay, I won't have such messy dreams again in the future."
The last sentence was not a lie.
As long as my cousin stops wearing Huanyan, she will probably stop having these dreams.
Ling Wanwan didn't think much and nodded.
"Cousin, why don't you go back to your room and take a nap."
Ling Wanwan shook her head: "Forget it. I'm on a business trip this time for an interview, and I haven't finished my work yet. Since you're fine, I'm going to go back to City C now. I've booked the high-speed rail tickets, that's three