Chapter 302 She is your aunt
The police were very efficient and came over in a short while.
Song Qingyou broke away from the hand held by the old man, trying to get someone to follow the police.
Unexpectedly, the old man was very sharp, and grabbed her hand again with a look of panic.
"Manzhen—"
Song Qingyou was helpless.
A younger brother on the side couldn't help being suspicious: "Are you really not this old man's relative?"
Without waiting for Song Qingyou to answer, another person said: "Didn't you hear the old man calling Manzhen? This is Song Qingyou! A big star!"
The companions said so, and the younger brother who questioned hurriedly apologized to Song Qingyou.
Song Qingyou waved her hand and began to coax people: "I won't go, I'll let them take you to find Xiaoxiao, okay?"
"Looking for Xiaoxiao—"
When he heard the name, the old man's eyes became brighter.
"We must find Xiaoxiao."
As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged woman ran over not far away.
She glanced around at the people, her eyes stopped for two seconds on the police car next to her, she understood something immediately, and looked at Song Qingyou gratefully:
"Hello, you should be the one who helped the old man? If I can't find the old man, I have to call the police!"
"Oh, by the way, my name is Liu Lei, and I am the caretaker of the old man. The old man was originally in the nursing home, but he wanted to come out today, but I accidentally lost him..."
Song Qingyou didn't say anything, she lowered her head and asked the old man:
"Do you know her?"
The old man looked up at Liu Lei and nodded.
"She is Xiao Liu." The old man replied obediently, "Xiao Liu makes delicious cakes, Manzhen, for Xiaoxiao to eat."
"You just said that Xiaoxiao is still a baby and can't eat pastries! You should eat by yourself first!"
"Babies can't eat pastry."
The old man repeated it, as if he had learned something new.
"right."
Song Qingyou nodded, and pulled out her hand calmly.
With Liu Lei, a familiar person, the old man's mood seems to be much more stable.
Of course, you can’t just ask someone’s name casually and hand over someone with confidence.
So Song Qingyou also asked the two policemen to send Liu Lei and the old man back to the nursing home.
With the testimony of other staff in the nursing home, Liu Lei finally brought the old man back safely.
She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that she might not have to meet that Mr. Lu this time.
But as soon as the door was pushed open, a male voice sounded:
"Find it?"
Liu Lei was taken aback, and the hands supporting the old man trembled.
The people in the room looked gentle, and their appearance and temperament were also gentle and refined, but Liu Lei didn't dare to take a second look, and bowed her head guiltyly and replied:
"Sorry, Mr. Lu, the old man said he was going out for a walk today, and on the way he said he wanted to eat cotton candy. When I went to buy cotton candy for the old man, he ran away alone..."
The man nodded slightly: "This is not an example."
"yes."
The two of them said a few words, and the old man on the side reached out and grabbed the man's hand again.
"Ziyan, have you found Xiaoxiao?"
"I saw Xiaoxiao today...I saw Manzhen!"
"Manzhen said, take me to find Xiaoxiao!"
Lu Ziyan was stunned, "Auntie?"
The old man kept chanting the names Manzhen and Xiaoxiao.
Lu Ziyan helped him to the recliner and sat down before asking Liu Lei:
"Grandpa said Manzhen, what's going on?"
"That's how it is." Liu Lei explained, "The old man may have admitted the wrong person. He kept holding that Miss Song's hand and called Man Zhen. If it wasn't for that Miss Song's coaxing, the old man would not have come back... "
"By the way, that Miss Song seems to be a star, I forgot her name..."
"That's right, it's her."
Lu Ziyan stared at the photo for a long time, then showed it to the old man.
"Grandpa, who do you say she is?"
"Manzhen, this is Manzhen! Ziyan, hurry up, call me aunt, this is your little aunt!"
The old man was very happy when he saw Song Qingyou's photo.
However, Lu Ziyan knew in his heart that his aunt had already died.
If this little star didn't deliberately get close to the old man, then it should happen to be somewhat similar to Lu Manzhen in appearance.
Lu Ziyan pondered for a while, and said to Liu Lei: "If grandpa wants to go out again recently, you can find some of this Ms. Song's film and television works for grandpa to watch."
"Yes." Liu Lei quickly responded.
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the other side.
Song Qingyou watched the police car leave and breathed a sigh of relief.
The young man next to him couldn't help but sigh.
"I didn't expect that old man to come from the nursing home next door. People who can live there must be very rich. If Sister Song asks for a thank you gift, maybe she can get 1.8 million."
Song Qingyou smiled: "Then let's ask about the salary now. If you help me, I will share half of it with you?"
"Stop kidding—"
He knew in his heart that Song Qingyou never thought of asking for money from the beginning to the end.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have asked someone to take the old man away as soon as the nurse came.
"I-"
He just wanted to say that the old gentleman who came to look for Song Qingyou had left, and he should go too, but just as he opened his mouth, he saw a familiar person not far away.
"Hey - there! Sister Song, I told you, the person who came to look for you is right there!"
Song Qingyou looked in the direction his finger was pointing.
Chen Lan complained: "Isn't that a middle-aged man? How come you are an old man?"
"no-"
Just as the messenger was about to explain, the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked over here.
"Excuse me, is this Miss Song?"
"My husband welcomes you."
The man made an inviting gesture.
He speaks politely, but looks beyond doubt.
Song Qingyou felt that the cat in her arms seemed a little stiff.
"Sister Lan, help me watch Zhizhi—"
"Meow-"
'Take me with you. '
The little cat grabbed Song Qingyou's arm and refused to let go of its paw no matter what.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Sir, Miss Song can bring her cat with her."
Song Qingyou patted Maomao's head reassuringly, "Please lead the way."
"OK."
Chen Lan frowned, "Qingyou—"
Song Qingyou didn't turn her head back: "Sister Lan, wait for me to come back."
Chen Lan let out a sigh, and stopped talking.
Song Qingyou followed behind the middle-aged man, and didn't ask who the person who wanted to see her was.
But the man is surprisingly talkative.
"I'm sorry, sir originally meant to wait outside for Miss Song to pass by, but just now I met someone I know, so I came to the lounge here."
What else could Song Qingyou say, she could only smile back.
This building is often used as an art exhibition hall, and the lawn outside occasionally hosts some activities, such as today's film conference.
However, only the owner of this area can enter the top floor of the building.
Song Qingyou was not surprised that she would follow her to the top floor.
The middle-aged man in front of him is probably the housekeeper of the old gentleman who wants to see her.
(end of this chapter)