MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 145v2 The Miserable Female Supporting Woman Who Saved the Republic of China (21)

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the textile factory has also launched new denim short sleeves, which have been snapped up again.

The arsenal has also officially started construction. With Yan Zhenggang in charge, Song Lingshu has to report every day, hold meetings, and patrol the production line from time to time.

Occasionally, if I was free, I would take Xiuxiu to the hospital to find Tong Augustue to play.

The day after the truth of the love triangle broke out, Zhu Yan left Shanghai. Before leaving, she gave Song Lingshu a special opinion: "Miss Si, I have no intention of speculating on what role you will play in this farce, but based on the brief encounter between me and you, I appreciate your character, but in the future We may not see each other again, I don't want to have any contact with the Yan family, I hope you can understand."

"I understand, are you planning to leave Shanghai?"

Zhu Yan nodded: "Recently, the school has recruited several new teachers. I have already greeted them. I am no longer needed here. I plan to go outside to have a look. I always feel that there are more important things waiting Let me do it."

"Where are you going?"

Zhu Yan smiled and shook his head: "Let's keep it a secret, I don't want to be disturbed by Yanxi City again."

"Okay, wait." Song Lingshu took out the paper and pen, and wrote an address and phone number on it, "This is Dai Chen's contact information. If you go to the north, you can contact him if you need anything, and he will help you."

"No."

"Hold it." Song Lingshu stuffed it firmly into her hand, "Don't worry, Dai Chen doesn't know about your relationship with Yanxi City, and you have met once before. If you encounter difficulties, don't carry them alone, you can There is no shame in asking a friend for help."

Zhu Yan forced a smile: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, in fact, if you trust me, you can contact me if you have anything to do, but I guess you will not contact our Yan family again."

Zhu Yan nodded: "By the way, Ms. Tong, please help me with a message. I don't mean to blame her. We are all just poor people who have been deceived. I hope she won't blame me for leaving Xiuxiu behind at this time. .”

"She won't blame you, Xiuxiu, I will take her to my house, don't worry."

When Song Lingshu brought Xiuxiu home, Yan Xicheng looked a little dazed, grabbed her and asked, "Where are they?"

"Who are you asking?"

Yan Xicheng slumped on the stairs and sat down on the steps, with a panicked expression and bloodshot eyes.

When she passed by with Xiuxiu, he suddenly came back to his senses: "Yanyan... Where's Zhu Yan?"

Song Lingshu settled down and said, "She's gone."

"Where did she go?!" Yan Xicheng stood up suddenly and asked in disbelief, "You're lying to me, right? She has no relatives and no reason, where can she go?"

"The sky is big and the earth is big, she has her own place to go."

"Yan Xizhi!" Yan Xicheng grabbed her by the collar, "Tell me quickly, where did she go?!"

"Let her go!" Xiuxiu beat his leg with her fist.

Yan Xicheng looked down at Xiuxiu, and then took a few steps back in embarrassment.

Song Lingshu straightened her clothes, turned around and looked down at him: "I don't know where she went, and she didn't tell anyone where she was. I only know that it was you who lost her."

Yan Xicheng raised his head helplessly.

"It was you who gave her a promise of eternal love and sugar-coated cannonballs for a while, and finally shot her in the heart with your own hands."

Yanxi City leaned against the wall, slowly slid to the ground, finally couldn't hold back, and wept unceasingly.

In those few days, Yanxi City was in a state of desperation, with a stubble growing out of his beard, and he didn't care to dress up. He was wandering around with a wine bottle in his hand, and when he saw a short-haired female student, he rushed up and called Zhu Yan. He was a famous romantic dude in Shanghai. Looks like a homeless psychopath. Once, he was treated as a hooligan and sent to the police station, but Yan Zhenggang brought it back in person.

"Look at what you look like now!" Yan Zhenggang said furiously, "It's all right if you don't do your job properly, are you still a living person now!? My Yan family can't support a waste like you!"

In the middle of the night that day, Yan Xicheng carried his bags and embarked on the road to look for Zhu Yan.

Yan's mansion became a topic of conversation for a while, everyone was talking about where the second young master went, and it was said that he was seduced by a female college student and eloped. Some also said that they ran away from home because of family property issues and conflicts with their family members. Some even said that they were dissatisfied with Yan Xizhi's taking away the textile factory, and wanted to go out and start their own business to win.

There are different opinions, and all kinds of speculation are rampant.

But Tong August's name did not appear in it.

When Tong Bayue heard Yufeng talk about various speculations outside, she knew that someone deliberately suppressed her news.

After all, she once lived in Yan Mansion for half a month. If someone digs into it carefully, she might be able to get involved in the emotional entanglements inside.

To say who is most likely and most able to help her, it can only be Yan Si.

Moreover, the two issues of Yan Bao are very exciting, there are a lot of news and gossip, new topics start to cover, and the matter of Yanxi City will soon be forgotten by everyone.

Yufeng never asked her what happened to Yanxicheng and Zhu Yan, the two of them could only chat a few words every day when they switched shifts, and most of the chats were about Master's recovery and things in the theater.

When Xiuxiu and Song Lingshu appeared at the door, Yufeng twitched the corners of her mouth and put on her bag: "Miss Si is here, so I'll go to the theater first."

"Well, you pay attention to safety." Tong Bayue reminded.

When Yufeng passed by Song Lingshu, she nodded and left.

Song Lingshu looked back at her back and frowned imperceptibly.

"What are you looking at?" Tong Bayue asked.

Song Lingshu hooked his fingers at her, and Tong Bayue walked up to her curiously, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"Why do I feel that Yufeng seems to have something on her mind?"

"What's on your mind?" Tong Bayue looked at her curiously, "You can see this?"

"She smiled at me very reluctantly just now, didn't you notice?"

"Do I have to stare at her all day long and smile at you?" Tong Bayue shook her head helplessly, then turned to take care of Master, "There are so many things that have happened recently."

"You should talk to her if you have time."

"good."

In the evening, when Yufeng came to change shifts, Song Lingshu taught Xiuxiu how to write in the ward. After explaining the matter to the nurse, Tong Bayue wiped her hands and took Yufeng to the rooftop.

"What did you bring me here for? There are so many things going on down here, but we can't delay." Yufeng said that she was about to go back, but was stopped by Tong Bayue.

"Yufeng... I was deceived by Yanxi City."

Yufeng looked at her in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"Long before he met me, he and Mr. Zhu were in a relationship."

A gust of wind blew, and Tong Bayue brushed the hair on her cheeks, and pulled it behind her ears: "I've been busy taking care of Master these days, and I don't know how to mention this to you. It's quite embarrassing. I've been waiting for you to ask Me, but you don't seem to want to know."

"What nonsense are you talking about! If I don't ask, don't you think you don't want me to know at all!" Yufeng said dissatisfied, "Before you came back from Yan's house and moved without saying a word, I asked you how many times what happened with Yanxi City What, you didn't say a word."

Tong Bayue said: "At that time, I was still kept in the dark. I just felt that my ideas did not match his, so I moved to try to calm myself down."

"I know you have your own plans, so I held back and didn't ask. In fact, when I saw the newspaper this time, I probably guessed that it had something to do with Mr. Zhu, but I didn't dare to ask. I was afraid that if you did, you Don't want to talk to me."

"Why don't I want to talk to you? Maybe sometimes I am influenced by emotions and I can't tell you right away, but after I figure it out, I will tell you. We grew up together, so there is no need to talk about our friendship." Tong August said.

"Really?" Yufeng pursed her lips and muttered sadly, "Why do I think Miss Fourth is your best friend?"

Tong Bayue froze for a moment, then patted her on the head with a smile: "Are you jealous with her for a long time?"

"Originally! You don't tell me any secrets now, and I'm kept in the dark like a fool, but Miss Si knows everything! You have developed a tacit understanding in such a short period of time! You two And often whispering in front of my face! I'm like an outsider, I can't get in at all." Yufeng vented.

After Tong Bayue heard it, she smiled and patted her arm: "Okay, don't be angry, it's all my fault, I will tell you all the secrets in the future, okay?"

"That's about the same." Yufeng finally had a smile on her face, "You are honest, in your heart, who is more important, Miss Fourth or me?"

"Does it have to be compared to this?"

"Yes, friends can be jealous too!"

"Then in your heart, who is more important, Master or me?"

"Oh, how can the two of you compare, they are both important to me!"

"Me too, you and Yansi are both important in my heart."

"But obviously I knew you first!"

"It's different."

"What's the difference?"

Tong Bayue was at a loss for words, pondered for a long time, but couldn't think of how to answer, and said with a smile: "Anyway...it's just different."

Yufeng curled her lips: "Forget it, I also know that Fourth Miss is likable, and I don't dislike her, it's just that she is a little tastey."

"Just a little?"

"A lot, a lot will do."

Tong Bayue smiled and took her hand: "Okay, I get it, no matter whether we can continue to be friends with Yan Si in the future, we will never change anyway."

"It's about the same." Yufeng smiled and went downstairs with her, "I'm going to the theater first, you pay attention to your voice, there are a few important people calling for your play recently, don't lose the chain."

"Understood, thank you for your hard work."

When Yufeng left, Song Lingshu sent her to the hospital gate.

The rickshaw stopped in front of her, but Yufeng looked back at her and asked, "Miss Si, why do you come to the hospital whenever you have time?"

"Aren't you short of manpower here? Come and help out when you have time."

Yufeng suddenly laughed and begged: "As long as you are a man, I will think that you are plotting against August."

"Ah, here..." Song Lingshu blushed, and looked away a few times, "Hurry up and get in the car, the master is waiting in a hurry."

"goodbye."

Song Lingshu watched her leave, looked up at the sky, and sighed long.

The main line has been completed, and the story should end.

After working in the arsenal for a few days, Fu Zhen suddenly ran over and dragged her out of the factory.

"What are you doing? You're dirty." Song Lingshu was wearing a denim one-piece suit. There was a lot of black and dirty dust on her clothes. She clapped her hands to shake off the excess dust.

"Don't worry about it at this time, the theater is about to fight! If I wasn't afraid of being locked up again, I would have rushed up."

"What happened?" Song Lingshu asked immediately.

"Let's talk as we go."

Fu Zhen pulled her into the car, and only then did the whole story begin. It turned out that Tong August went to Shandong to perform a few days ago, which caused quite a stir in the local area. Several warlord children took a fancy to her, so they came together I came to Shanghai together and wanted to ask her to move the stage to Shandong for a permanent residence.

Fanciers in Shanghai heard about this and argued with them, not allowing Tong Bayue to go to Shandong, and the two sides started arguing like this.

Fu Zhen had a special status, so he didn't dare to end when the two sides were arguing, otherwise it would easily become a problem between the two places. So he thought of Song Lingshu, since she is a businessman, and the arsenal is backed by a commander, both sides have to give her some noodles.

"Master, please drive faster." Song Lingshu urged.

The car turned a few sharp bends and stopped in front of the theater gate. Song Lingshu got out of the car hastily, thinking of something, turned her head to look at Fu Zhen who was wearing a military uniform, and took off his coat.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Fu Zhen shouted.

Song Lingshu stretched his hands and stepped across the threshold, with his coat draped over his shoulders.

Fu Zhen was taken aback for a moment, then patted his head: "Damn, why are you a little more handsome than me?"

There was no one at the front desk, and the young practitioner told them that the two groups were in the backyard.

She quickened her pace and ran to the backyard in a hurry, and saw Tong Bayue surrounded by a group of people from afar, she rushed to the door in two or three steps, and shouted: "I see who dares to touch her!"

The room was suddenly quiet, and everyone turned their heads to look at her.

"Who are you?"

"She is Miss Fourth of Yan Mansion."

"Why did you come here?"

"It's pretty pretty."

"It's just a little arrogant. Most people dare not marry her."

Everyone started discussing with each other, Song Lingshu ignored their conversation and sight, walked over and pulled Tong Bayue out of the crowd, and was about to take her away, but Tong Bayue stopped and asked: "What's the matter?" Where are you going?"

Song Lingshu whispered: "Go back to my house first, and I'll see who dares to touch you."

"No one wants to touch me." Tong Bayue smiled, turned around and greeted, "I'm sorry, Miss Yan Si is my friend, she has important matters to discuss with me, so she can no longer chat with you."

"Then we'll listen to the show the day after tomorrow."

"So are we."

A group of people left the backyard while talking and laughing. There was no intention of fighting and robbing people. Song Lingshu looked at Fu Zhen at the door suspiciously: "Are you sure they are going to make a scene?"

"I'm sure! I saw it with my own eyes!" Fu Zhen also felt strange.

"There was going to be a fight, but I settled it." Tong Bayue pulled her back to sit, and handed the tea on the table to her, "Drink first."

"You solved it?" Song Lingshu asked in surprise.

"Yes, there are frequent conflicts in the theater. If there is no way to stop it, how can we make a living?" Tong Bayue smiled, "Why, you heard that something happened, and you came here to protect me?"

Song Lingshu picked up his teacup to drink water.

"And me and me." Fu Zhen continued.

"Thank you, Young Master Fu, I appreciate your kindness, but it's getting late, you'd better go back earlier, lest the commander come looking for you in person." Tong Bayue said gently.

"Oh, I have to go. Goodbye, Miss Tong." Fu Zhen trotted out all the way.

There were only two of them left in the room, sitting opposite each other.

Song Lingshu was drinking tea, the lid of the tea skimmed off the froth, and secretly took a look at Tong Bayue.

Tong Bayue picked up the handkerchief and wiped her forehead: "Why are you sweating so much?"

"The weather is already hot, and I ran in a hurry."

Tong Bayue chuckled a few times, and then carefully looked at her outfit today, and suddenly paused: "Whose uniform is this?"

"Fu Zhen's."

"I said, why is it so generous."

"I wanted to wear it to support the scene, but I forgot to return it." General Song Lingshu took off his uniform and put it beside the table.

"What did you do today? Why is there something black on your face?" Tong Bayue crossed the table and wiped her cheek with a handkerchief again.

Song Lingshu didn't know where to put his gaze, so he could only stare straight ahead, which happened to be Tong Bayue's slender and fair neck, even the jaw line was so beautiful.

She swallowed, and said in a low voice, "Go to the arsenal."

"No wonder... don't move, there is also on her neck." Tong Bayue slumped down, staring at her neck, and wiped her neck with a handkerchief for a while before sitting back.

Song Lingshu blushed so badly, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, accidentally swallowed the tea leaves, and quickly turned his head to spit out the tea leaves.

Tong Bayue laughed, put the handkerchief aside, propped her head on the table with her hand, and when she turned her head, she asked: "The people who come here tonight are all famous people, you just planned to talk to them By the way, take me away?"

"Isn't it possible?"

"Why did you take me away?"

"Protect you, as long as there is nothing to do today, if something happens in the future, you can send someone to call me in advance, and I will definitely not let you be bullied."

Tong Bayue smiled: "Where are so many people trying to bully me?"

"Who made you look beautiful and have a good voice, anyone who sees it will be moved."

Hearing this, Tong Bayue's hand supporting her head loosened and fell on the table, her fingers moved.

She smiled suddenly, and raised the end of her eyes slightly: "Is this the same for Fourth Miss Yan?"

Song Lingshu held that hand and held it in the palm of his hand.

"The same is true for Yan Si."

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