The young man paused for a moment, then glanced at the newspaper in Song Lan's hand.
The missing person notice took up half a page of the newspaper.
The note stated that the driver was involved in a car accident on the Rongcheng Expressway on November 3rd of a certain year and was rescued by a couple. The driver is looking for the couple who helped him that day.
Despite this, in the years that followed, the master rarely mentioned the car accident when speaking of the life-saving grace he received.
What he mentioned more was that the kind couple left him 10,000 yuan before they left.
That ten thousand yuan became his life-saving money, but his master never said where he left it.
Since Jiang Mingxi had the birthmark his master had mentioned, the young man wanted to fulfill his master's last wish and didn't hide it. "There was a car accident that day, but it seems that my master wasn't seriously injured in the accident."
"The driver didn't say how the couple rescued him at the accident scene; he only said that the couple gave him 10,000 yuan."
Bai Zheming glanced at Song Lan.
He had heard that the Song Family had been in a terrible car accident ten years ago, in which Song Lan's mother, younger brother, driver, and nanny all died on the spot.
Only Song Lan survived.
It was because Song Lan fell off the car and rolled right under the truck that caused the accident.
Bai Zheming sighed softly.
The Song Family's affair was all over the news in the circle at the time. Everyone said that Song Lan's mother had kidnapped Song Lan and was extorting money from the Song Family or something. At that time, firstly, he was still young, and secondly, his family also had a problem a few days after the Song Family's incident.
His parents were on a business trip when the hotel they were staying at caught fire, and they perished in the flames.
His younger brother, who was only three years old at the time, also perished.
Stroking the small wooden sword in his hand, Bai Zheming felt a tightness in his chest. His younger brother also had a sword like that, which he had bought for him.
Unfortunately, his younger brother died.
The chubby boy could no longer hug his neck, drooling as he said, "Brother, I want to eat a pancake."
Looking at the missing person poster, Song Lan suppressed her churning emotions and asked the young man, "Could I see a picture of your master?"
The young man quickly replied, "Okay, I'll go get it."
A color photograph shows an elderly man dressed in linen clothes sitting on a park bench, looking at the camera with a kind smile.
This kindness can only be judged from the eyes.
The old man's face was covered with crisscrossing growths, so disfigured that he was unrecognizable.
"My master said his face was burned."
Bai Zheming was still grieving the loss of his father, mother, and younger brother when he suddenly heard this. He looked up at the young man and asked, "Burned?"
Because his parents died in a fire.
Bai Zheming asked instinctively, "When? Where?"
The young man shook his head. "My master never said that."
The moment Bai Zheming asked the question, a strange hope even rose in his heart: what if the fire that disfigured his master and the fire that killed his parents were the same fire?
He might be able to learn more about the circumstances surrounding his parents' deaths.
pity.
"May I take a picture?" Song Lan asked the young man, pointing to the old man's photo.
The young man nodded. Song Lan took out her phone, took a picture of the photo, and then sent it to her brother. "[Brother, check this person. He was also in a car accident at the Rongcheng Expressway exit on the same day ten years ago.]"
After sending the message, Song Lan put her phone away.
That's all the old tailor left behind. Leaving the residence, Song Lan held a newspaper with a missing person ad and said to Bai Zheming, "Thank you so much, President Bai, for yesterday at the film studio."
Even though Bai Zheming's protection of Jiang Mingxi made Song Lan uncomfortable, his words of gratitude were sincere.
He was sincere without his grandfather's scolding.
From the moment he learned what had happened, he was filled with a mixture of fear and gratitude.
Bai Zheming glanced at him sideways. "I don't quite understand. No matter how good Su Hui and Zhang Lin's relationship is, there's no reason for him to kill someone just because Zhang Lin was arrested, is there?"
The police are already investigating.
But Su Hui insisted that she hated Jiang Mingxi and wouldn't say anything else.
Song Lan handed Bai Zheming a cigarette. "We checked Su Hui's accounts and his family's situation; there was no indication of bribery."
Bai Zheming shook his head. "Don't you think the root cause isn't Zhang Lin, but that Su Hui himself really hates Jiang Mingxi? Zhang Lin is more like an outlet for his anger."
Song Lan took a drag of her cigarette and looked at him.
Bai Zheming leaned against the car door, his long legs crossed, exhaling smoke rings. "As actors, if we want to bring a character to life, we must first thoroughly understand that person's character."
"What kind of persona do you think Su Hui has?"
Song Lan had never considered Su Hui's intentions.
When Bai Zheming said that, the first place that came to his mind was Bridgehead Village.
Su Hui's malice during their first meeting was evident in her deliberate refusal to greet Jiang Mingxi Jiang Mingxi.
Afterwards, during the photo shoot, Su Hui made things difficult for Jiang Mingxi. Later, when Jiang Mingxi left Bridgehead Village, Su Hui used vicious words to hurt Jiang Mingxi.
His entire reasoning was based on Zhang Lin.
Even this time, when he hit Jiang Mingxi with his car, the reason given was that Zhang Lin had been arrested.
Judging from these facts, his public image, even if he isn't madly in love with Zhang Lin, is at least at the level of a devoted fan of Zhang Lin.
but.
Prior to this, Song Lan had never heard of Su Hui doing anything excessive for Zhang Lin.
Song Lan is aloof and doesn't like listening to gossip about the industry, but Bai Ge loves to talk about it, and so does his sister-in-law.
The eldest sister-in-law used to treat Zhang Lin very well. If Su Hui really did something for Zhang Lin, the eldest sister-in-law might also take care of Su Hui.
But no.
In comparison, Su Hui only began to reveal extreme malice when he met Jiang Mingxi.
In other words, as Bai Zheming said, his public image has collapsed.
Bai Zheming smiled faintly and said to Song Lan, " Teacher Song, there's no need to thank me for what happened at the film and television base. After all, I saved Jiang Mingxi, not you. If anyone should be thanking me, it should be Jiang Mingxi."
"Furthermore, let me be frank, I do have feelings for Jiang Mingxi."
One moment Song Lan was pondering Su Hui's character, the next she was looking at Bai Zheming.
no.
He just blurted it out so sweetly?
Bai Zheming smiled faintly. "If you two really have a good relationship, my slight attraction to you isn't enough to be a threat. If your relationship is just so-so, and you're both unmarried, then everyone has a chance, right?"
After Bai Zheming finished speaking, he turned around, opened the car door, and got in.
Song Lan reached out and pressed down on his car door. " President Bai, are you openly interfering in other people's relationships?"
Bai Zheming laughed, "Just consider me a despicable person, I don't care."
Bai Zheming opened the door, got into the car, and drove away.
Song Lan was absolutely furious.
Is someone really so blatant in interfering in other people's lives?
As soon as Bai Zheming left, Song Lan got into the car with the newspaper. Just as she was about to leave, Feng Moshan called.
"You called me at 5 a. m. this morning? What's wrong? Did Jiang Mingxi bleed because of the big fight yesterday?"