C19 People Can't Come Back to Life If They Die

The nails with the delicate design are a little faded. Soong Siyin lowered her head and took a look. She was slightly dissatisfied.

Fu Jichen did not care about her coldness. He sat by the bed and stared at the old man's stiff body for a long time. He sighed and sympathized with the world.

"Miss Soong must know about Tang Yao's plan to come back recently, right?"

Soong Siyin nodded. She was somewhat disgusted that Fu Jichen was so hypocritical in front of her. Would he really care about the life and death of a stranger?

The woman in front of him looked even more impatient. Fu Jichen was slightly stunned and shook his head helplessly. "Tang Yao has been practicing songs recently. About half a month later, she will release a new song and officially announce her comeback."

This sentence finally piqued Soong Siyin's interest. Her gaze fell on the old man's corpse, indicating for Fu Jichen to stay away from the old man.

"It's very common for celebrities in the entertainment industry to come back and talk about a piece of work. You know, with my intelligence, I can guess. What I want to know more is the content of this song."

Her eyes shone like a wolf that had its eyes on its prey. Her figure was alluring and her red lips were slightly raised, even though every word she said was filled with killing intent.

"Have you heard about the matter of Tang Yao and Fu Yanhsing tearing each other apart? Fu Yanhsing had never left the entertainment industry, but Tang Yao retired because of him. Many of Tang Yao's fans knew about this matter and even went on a hot search at that time. Therefore, Tang Yao was still going to use Fu Yanhsing as an excuse this time. "

When she said this, it was very clear. Soong Siyin nodded and seemed to be deep in thought.

"Right now, there are only two types of star management. One is to mold oneself into the image of a little white lotus. It is pure and innocent, and it attracts sympathy. The other is to show one's personality. Tang Yao chose the last one, right?"

It had to be admitted that Soong Siyin hated Tang Yao and understood her thoroughly. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Fu Jichen did not keep the suspense any longer.

"The general meaning of the lyrics is that Soong Siyin has been hurt and is now reborn from fire. She came back strong and then called all the women who have been hurt by scumbag men to fight back. She is a good leader."

As expected.

Soong Siyin closed her eyes. Her fingers gently slid on the table and she did not make a sound.

No one had ever known that Tang Yao's songs were playing in her earphones in the countless dark nights. In the dark and painful days, hatred was the only motivation for her to survive.

But...

Fu Jichen could never guess what this woman was thinking. He did not want to continue guessing. Because of dinner, he wanted to bring Tang Yao some soybean milk from an old workshop. He could not afford to delay.

Opening the door of the ward, Fu Jichen was about to leave when Soong Siyin spoke again.

"The lyrics are not composed by Tang Yao, right? Does she plan to continue to include all rights to this song in her own name?"

Fu Jichen felt a chill run down his spine for a moment. It was Tang Yao who had been working hard to create a beautiful and talented character. Soong Siyin had even thought of this.

She turned around and smiled helplessly. Fu Jichen asked back.

"Miss Soong already guessed it. Why ask me?"

After staying here for a long time, it was inevitable that the lights would be a little harsh. Soong Siyin lowered her head and changed her posture to continue sitting. It just happened to cover the expression on her face.

"I just feel that Mr. Fu has always been hiding something from me. Since that's the case, of course I have to show my sincerity. Mr. Fu, we are the best partners for each other. I hope that you can always remember this."

Fu Jichen was a calculative person. His long-term living environment made it hard for him to believe in a person. Soong Siyin was also a person who lived in the dark. Now that she was so frank, Fu Jichen did not know what to do.

Half a day later, he raised his head and smiled. His expression was gentle and soft.

"Miss Soong, I am indeed a person who can deceive himself when acting. Sometimes I do have a chance to act, but I have a 100% sincerity to cooperate with you."

Soong Siyin lowered her eyes and nodded. The expression on her face was especially indifferent, but only she knew that she did not believe Fu Jichen. She knew that Fu Jichen had slept with Tang Yao before.

When she saw him, she could not help but want to find fault with him.

Letting out a long breath of turbid air, Soong Siyin could not take it anymore and lit a cigarette and put it on her fingertip.

Looking at her, Fu Jichen knew what she was thinking. He tightened the button of the windbreaker around his neck and his left foot had already stepped out.

"Tang Yao has trusted me very much recently. Her songs, other than her own team, have only been shown to me. If we start from now on, our goal will be too big."

"If something goes wrong in the middle of the journey, it will be very difficult for me to continue using Tang Yao to get close to Tang Zhengfeng."

Soong Siyin saw that he was anxious to leave. The smile on her face became fainter and fainter. She flicked the cigarette ash accumulated in the blink of an eye and smiled faintly.

"This, Mr. Fu can rest assured. It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. I will get it from other places."

Fu Jichen nodded and closed the door. In the cold and empty ward, only Soong Siyin and a cold corpse were left.

She put out the peppermint cigarette in her hand and took a deep look at the old man's corpse. Soong Siyin did not hesitate and rang the bell in the ward.

She did not have much time to waste.

Today was already a luxurious day.

Fu Jichen looked down at the time. Tang Yao had already started to call impatiently to urge him. He gently coaxed Tang Yao and listened to her pinching her throat and acting coquettishly. His expression was gentle, as if the two of them really loved each other.

The hospital's main door was right in front of them. Fu Jichen hung up the phone and quickened his pace for a while. However, just as he was about to push open the door, he suddenly bumped into a young man wearing a black cap.

The man's hat was very low, revealing half of his chin. It was white and delicate, and his lips were very pale. After bumping into the man, the man looked up, then quickly lowered his head and left.

However, that gaze made Fu Jichen feel very uncomfortable.

Even though he tried his best to cover it up, he still managed to dig out the depths of his eyes and examine them.

The young man quickly left. Fu Jichen frowned and secretly remembered this feeling. This kind of feeling was always followed by a faintly discernable gaze.

When he turned around to look, there was nothing.

It was very strange.

The doctor came very quickly. After a grand speech, the general meaning was to let Soong Siyin grieve. People could not come back to life after death and so on. Then, he spoke in a charity tone.

"In fact, your father's illness is suffering every day he lives. Now that he's dead, he can be considered to be free. Miss Soong, our hospital will personally help you contact the funeral parlor. Our hospital director will also personally attend your father's funeral. What do you think?"

Soong Siyin had a smile that was not a smile. She pursed her slightly dry red lips and very did not understand what these people were thinking.

This tone of wanting her to be grateful was really funny.

However, Soong Siyin's gaze suddenly turned cold. She looked in a direction...