Chapter 603: One Look Is Enough to Make You Feel

Bai Zhi took the phone. Among the hundreds of people, she seemed like a drop in the ocean. If you zoom in on the group photo, the camera worth hundreds of thousands can still take a very clear picture of people.

The angle of the person she took the photo was too tricky, and she happened to take the picture of her tilting her head to look at Lu Juefeng.

People who don't know her would think that she is very infatuated with the man next to her, and she would not forget to take a peek when taking a photo.

As the person involved, Bai Zhi wanted to vomit blood. She swore that the glance she took at Lu Juefeng was an accident.

"This photo has not been spread out."

"No, Director Li knows the seriousness of the matter and gave it to me immediately after seeing it."

"That's good."

Bai Zhi nodded calmly.

Meng Changxin glanced at Bai Zhi, thought about it, and said nothing in the end. He had already persuaded those who should be persuaded, not to mention that Bai Zhi is now in a hot relationship with Mu Jianhua and Long Jiuyan.

She cleared her throat and changed the subject, "I have done everything you asked me to do."

Bai Zhi raised her eyes suddenly, "Take me there quickly."

Meng Changxin drove the car to the underground parking lot of a chain hotel.

Bai Zhi wore a cap, a black mask, and loose casual clothes.

At first glance, she looked no different from those ordinary young girls who liked Korea.

Today, Bai Zhi's identity is different, and Long Jiuyan and Mu Jianhua are eyeing her, so she must be extra careful.

The elevator went to the seventh floor, and Bai Zhi followed Meng Changxin into room 707.

There was a small entrance at the door, but it did not prevent Bai Zhi from seeing a woman sitting on the small sofa in the living room.

When the door closed, the woman on the sofa stiffened, as if she was frightened.

Bai Zhi walked in, and the woman on the sofa stood up and looked up at Bai Zhi helplessly.

In an instant, Bai Zhi's eyes were wet, and the picture in front of her was blurred.

"Mom!"

The woman was stunned, "Hello, I am Wang Yuling."

"Like... so much like!"

Bai Zhi stared at the middle-aged woman named Wang Yuling.

With an oval face, gentle eyebrows and fair skin, this person looks very gentle, just like the mother in my memory.

"Hey, Miss Bai, don't cry, I... I will help you no matter what trouble you have."

Wang Yuling stammered, her hands hanging at her sides, tugging at the corner of her clothes, looking uneasy.

"Auntie Wang, hello, I'm Bai Zhi."

"I know, Miss Meng told me before, hehe, actually I'm your fan, Miss Bai, my home is far away, in the southwest, I never dreamed that I could come to Jiangcheng to see you in this life."

Meng Changxin nodded at Bai Zhi, "I spent a lot of effort to find her according to the photo you gave me. It was also a coincidence. She is also your fan. When she heard that I brought her to see you, she agreed to everything."

"Yes, Miss Bai, if you have any difficulties, I will definitely not refuse to help you."

Bai Zhi looked at Wang Yuling, "Okay, then I'll trouble Auntie Wang."

Bai Zhi asked Meng Changxin to drag in the two suitcases she had prepared in advance.

She pushed Wang Yuling in front of the dressing table, "Auntie Wang, let me help you put on makeup first."

Wang Yuling didn't expect to be treated like this. She was stunned for a moment and waved her hand, "Oh, how can I be so embarrassed. You are so tired from filming all day, and you still put on makeup for me. I am a fan of you!"

Bai Zhi smiled and thought that Wang Yuling was very cheerful, easy to communicate with, and very malleable. Meng Changxin found the right person.

After putting on makeup, Bai Zhi couldn't help but sigh that Wang Yuling and her were destined to be together, or to be more precise, to be destined to be with Bai Shulin.

Bai Zhi took out a photo of Bai Shulin and compared it with Wang Yuling after makeup.

Let's not talk about temperament, just from this face, she is really too similar to Bai Shulin.

"Miss Bai, who is the person in the photo? She's so beautiful."

"Auntie Wang, this is my mother."

"Your mother is such a beauty, no wonder you look so pretty too."

Bai Zhi smiled gently, "Auntie Wang, you can call me Xin Bai from now on."

Wang Yuling didn't understand, but Miss Meng had been staring at her before she came, and she kept nodding her head, "Xin Bai."

"Hey."

Bai Zhi responded. She adjusted Wang Yuling's hairstyle again, and then nodded with satisfaction, looking determined.

Meng Changxin suddenly felt that Bai Zhi in front of her was a little strange, and she hesitated to speak.

"Sister Xin, help me take good care of Auntie Wang."

"No problem."

It was almost time, and Meng Changxin sent Bai Zhi away.

After getting in the car, Meng Changxin couldn't help asking Bai Zhi, "Dear, what are you going to do?"

"Cut the Gordian knot, Sister Xin, don't ask so many questions. By the way, teach Auntie Wang this script as soon as possible."

Bai Zhi said as she took out the notebook from her bag.

Meng Changxin took it, flipped through it, and couldn't help showing a surprised expression, "This is all about your mother's personality and habits, as well as her past relationship with Mr. Song. Do you want Aunt Wang to play your mother?"

Bai Zhi did not deny it.

"This is too risky. Wang Yuling is just an ordinary housewife. She can easily be exposed."

Although Meng Changxin had a vague guess in her heart when Bai Zhi asked her to find a woman who looked similar to Bai Shulin, she was still worried when it came to the actual situation.

"Once the bow is drawn, there is no turning back. I have no intention of changing my decision!"

Bai Zhi had a stern face, and her eyes were unusually firm.

*

Half a month later, on the breakfast table of the Song family.

Aunt Xue hurried to Bai Zhi, holding a letter in her hand, "Miss, this is your letter."

The plain kraft paper was embossed with a white camellia pattern.

Li Haiyan glanced at it inconspicuously, "This envelope is very artistic. Is it sent by a fan? Fans nowadays are really capable. They can find your address."

"Yes, fans nowadays are too powerful, but this one shouldn't be a stalker fan."

Bai Zhi smiled. She said as she opened the envelope.

The letter inside was written on rice paper as thin as a cicada's wing. The handwriting was so strong that it could penetrate the back of the paper, but the fine gold-sprinkled rice paper did not appear to be blurred.

She sighed, "It seems to be written in small regular script. It's really unique."

Song Siming looked over when he heard it, and his eyebrows knitted together, especially when he saw the rice paper.

The moment Bai Zhi opened the letter, her face suddenly changed, as if she was frightened by something, "No, it's impossible!"

She cried out softly and continued to read, but tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably.

"What's going on?"

Li Haiyan asked.

Song Siming had already stood up and took the letter from Bai Zhi. When he saw the words on it, he felt as if he was struck by lightning and his head was spinning.

He held his forehead, and Li Haiyan quickly held him, "Siming, what's wrong with you? What is the letter? What happened to you?"

Li Haiyan wanted to take the letter, but Song Siming held it tightly, as if he didn't want her to touch it. Li Haiyan felt a little annoyed.