Chapter 1077: Chapter 1077: Something Happened to Little Caihong
Wei Qingran asked, “Where is Song Wenjun’s daughter right now?”
Song Wenjun looked puzzled, “Of course, she’s at home. Qingran, why do you suddenly ask that?”
“Mr. Song, what I’m about to say might be hard to accept, but I’m speaking the truth, I’m definitely not lying to you.” Wei Qingran looked into Song Wenjun’s eyes.
Seeing her serious and tense expression, Song Wenjun felt a bit confused, “Just tell me what happened, you’re making me feel uneasy.”
Song Wenjun half-seriously, half-jokingly spoke.
Upon hearing, Wei Qingran took out her phone and showed it to Song Wenjun, saying, “This Master Xia Xin is a master from Jiaoyang Temple in F City, very skilled, and the Abbot is a prominent figure in Xuanmen, not an ordinary charlatan. I had a close call before, almost lost my life, but it was the Abbot who saved me.”
Wei Qingran hurriedly told Song Wenjun about how Jiangli helped her and her brother before Song Wenjun could react.
Song Wenjun listened, her eyes wide open, staring at Wei Qingran in disbelief, her mind seemed to have stopped functioning.
After a while, her brain seemed to resume working.
Song Wenjun frowned deeply, speaking sternly, “Qingran, are you kidding me? How is this possible?”
Wei Qingran had anticipated this reaction from Song Wenjun, and said with some helplessness, “Mr. Song, you and I are in a collaborative relationship, and this is my first project after returning to the industry. Why would I joke with you about such matters? Joke like this will only harm our cooperation. Even if I’m foolish or careless, I wouldn’t joke about your daughter, right?”
Song Wenjun pursed her lips sharply.
It must be said, Wei Qingran’s words made a lot of sense.
After all, no mother would happily collaborate with someone who cursed her daughter.
Moreover, this project was evidently more important to Wei Qingran.
Wei Qingran would be the last person to wish for any accidents with this project.
Upon thinking this, Song Wenjun’s heart sank.
The more it seemed like this, the more likely Wei Qingran’s words were true.
Song Wenjun couldn’t help but stare at Wei Qingran intently, trying to discern a flaw in her expression for reassurance.
However, Wei Qingran also stared back at her intently, her eyes filled with earnestness.
Song Wenjun felt increasingly uneasy, “How can this be? This is all feudal superstition, it’s impossible! Besides, my daughter is usually cared for by two babysitters, how could anything happen, this…”
Wei Qingran heard this and was about to persuade Song Wenjun further.
But before she could speak, a vibrating sound suddenly interrupted Song Wenjun.
The drama they were filming was a modern drama, and everyone usually carried their phones with them.
The vibration sound was coming from Song Wenjun’s phone.
Song Wenjun took out her personal phone and saw it was a call from the babysitter.
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, quickly looking at Wei Qingran, thinking, could it be —
Wei Qingran noticed her expression and immediately guessed, “A call from home? Mr. Song, you should answer it quickly!”
Song Wenjun felt incredibly anxious.
Upon hearing, she took a deep breath and pretended to be calm as she answered the call, “Hello, Sister He, it’s so late, why——”
“Mr. Song, Little Caihong is in trouble!”
Song Wenjun hadn’t finished her greeting when the babysitter Sister He urgently interrupted her.