Blame The Villain For Being Too Beautiful

Chapter 5: The villain queen (5)

When Zhao Qingyu woke up, his head was still a little groggy.

Gentle strength came from the temples on both sides, and the faint fragrance of herbs lingered around her. Someone gently massaged her acupuncture points, and lowered her head and asked, "Is it better?"

Zhao Qingyu recognized the voice.

Thinking of everything that happened before the coma, Zhao Qingyu's eyelashes trembled, and she nodded slightly: "It's much better! Thank you, Xu Yi."

Song Xuyi looked at Zhao Qingyu, who was even more fragile because of her pale face, and pursed her lips slightly.

Even after reaching this point, Zhao Qingyu still had the polite and gentle appearance that Song Xuyi was familiar with. This woman had already carved her pretense into her bone marrow.

Zhao Qingyu's manager has already told Song Xuyi everything that Zhao Qingyu has encountered recently.

Listening to the manager's narration, the system in his mind was also rarely silent.

This is not stated in the synopsis. In the plot summary, Zhao Qingyu is an actress with infinite beauty, who has rejected the pursuit of countless people, as elegant and noble as a black swan.

However, Zhao Qingyu in front of her...

Different from the hero Song Jun, who is born with an outstanding family background, Zhao Qingyu has to go through a lot of hardships in order to grow into a villain who has the strength to compete with the hero's company.

And the director's training on Zhao Qingyu was also to some extent related to Song Xuyi's neglect of Zhao Qingyu during this period.

The original body's love for Zhao Qingyu has lasted for many years. For Zhao Qingyu who started at the beginning, the unruly and willful Princess Song's love has indeed helped Zhao Qingyu avoid many disputes invisibly.

After knowing the whole story, Song Xuyi felt a little guilty: During this period of time, he was busy with his studies, so he really ignored Zhao Qingyu.

Fortunately, there is still a chance to make amends.

Song Xuyi sighed, pressed Zhao Qingyu's acupuncture points for a while, took the millet porridge handed over by the foreman, and carefully scooped a spoonful to Zhao Qingyu's lips: "It's the first time I make porridge, how about you taste it? "

Even though he asked like this, Song Xuyi knew that the porridge he cooked should taste good. Although the original body had never been in the kitchen, in Song Xuyi's memories, in order to take care of his grandmother who had a bad stomach, the eighteen-year-old Song Xuyi often boiled all kinds of porridge. All kinds of porridge.

This is also what Song Xuyi thinks she can do for Zhao Qingyu now: she really can't put on the fanatical expression she had when she saw Zhao Qingyu, but she can show that she cares about Song Xuyi through other things.

Zhao Qingyu looked up at Song Xuyi.

Song Xuyi's expression was extremely calm, the pretentious tension and excitement faded away, and there seemed to be a bit of guilt in Song Xuyi's eyes...

What is she apologizing for?

Zhao Qingyu glanced at the foreman behind Song Xuyi. The foreman couldn't control the dumbfounded expression on his face. Through the half-open door of the ward, Zhao Qingyu saw the director's flickering gaze outside the ward...

"Thank you for your promise."

Zhao Qingyu's eyes flickered slightly, he smiled, and took a sip of porridge with his head down.