The 1970s Female Supporting Actress Counterattack

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Shen Qing's hand was also hit by the opponent, and a large bruise appeared on it.

Song Zhi couldn't see his wound, so he touched it and found a little blood on his fingertips, but it was just a little bit. He guessed that the wound was not big. He had been using force for many years, and bumps and bruises were common. This little wound was nothing to him.

Lin Wanwan felt guilty, after all, they were injured for her. "I'm sorry for getting you beaten."

Song Zhi acted like nothing happened: "It's okay, I was too enthusiastic, who called that guy a jerk."

Shen Qing took Song Zhi's shoulder and gossiped: "Who is this? Can you introduce her?"

Lin Wanwan introduced herself directly: "My name is Lin Wanwan, and I'm Song Zhi's friend."

When Song Zhi heard her mention the word "friend", his body tensed up for a moment, and a little smile appeared in his eyes.

It's rare to see Song Zhi have such a familiar woman besides his grandmother. Shen Qing nodded meaningfully: "Oh..."

I have to say that Lin Wanwan is really good-looking, with picturesque eyebrows and a palm-sized oval face. When she stood with Song Zhi, they were a perfect match.

Lin Wanwan didn't know that Shen Qing had thought so much. She wanted them to treat the wound, but they refused. The small wound healed by itself in a few days.

Lin Wanwan felt bad, and she didn't want to owe others a favor. She suggested: "How about I treat you to a meal, otherwise I will feel bad."

Shen Qing was not polite. They wanted to have a meal, but were delayed by what happened just now. "Okay, then we will obey your order."

Song Zhi didn't refuse. Before leaving, he helped Lin Wanwan pick up the basket and floral cloth on the ground. The osmanthus cake that fell on the ground couldn't be kept, but the basket was quite new and the floral cloth was also very beautiful.

Lin Wanwan took it, "Thank you, but it's a pity to waste those sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."

She looked back regretfully, and Song Zhi gently pushed her from the back, asking her not to look, "Let's go."

Shen Qing had already walked in front.

The three of them arrived at the state-owned hotel and chose a clean place to sit down. It was not yet time for dinner, and there were not many people in the hotel. There were only two or three tables scattered around, and it was very quiet.

Lin Wanwan gave them the menu and asked them to order. Shen Qing ordered a braised pork, Song Zhi ordered pot-fried pork slices, Lin Wanwan ordered a braised beef and small green vegetables, and also ordered rice for the staple food.

She earned nine yuan today, and she made a lot after deducting the cost, so she was particularly generous.

While waiting for the dishes to be served, Lin Wanwan said she was going out to buy something and left for a while.

Shen Qing looked at the direction she left: "Where is she going?"

Song Zhi shook his head: "I don't know."

Shen Qing believed that he really didn't know. Song Zhi liked to support his left cheek with his hand when thinking.

He thought about Lin Wanwan's appearance. It was the first time he saw her. He was really a little surprised by her and said: "The little girl looks so pretty."

Song Zhi's elbow on the table slid towards him, squeezing his hands that were originally folded on the table, and warned: "Put away your dangerous thoughts."