Jin Miaomiao shook her head: "I said, I'm not Sister A, I'm just her assistant. She carried a bag, and I also carried a bag. These things you found were shared by the two of us. You should also look at the weight. You can see it."
She knew that the other party was not sure either.
Because that pile of things is really heavy, there is no reason that an ordinary woman can carry it, unless she is equipped with a mechanical prosthesis.
Jin Miaomiao continued to cheat: "That day, Sister A said she wanted to go out to shoot some material, so she went out with her bag and asked me to wait for her in the tent, but she didn't come back until late at night. I was anxious, so I just left the tent to look for her , and encountered that big snake.”
Song Wei: "The story sounds logical. But I'm afraid you are more than just an assistant, right? You can even crush a python with thick arms. It's not surprising that you can carry that backpack by yourself."
Jin Miaomiao: "Sir...sir, you believe me, I am really just a humble worker. Yes, I may be a little stronger, but that is just superficial fist and kick skills. They are all achieved through hard training." It’s to keep this job! The competition is so fierce now, and there are tens of millions of people who can work as assistants for Sister A’s live broadcast. If I didn’t have this skill, how could I have kept such a popular position?”
Song Wei couldn't find anything wrong with her words, but her intuition was that something was wrong.
He gradually lost his patience, put away his breathtaking smile, and said coldly to Jin Miaomiao: "The time left for you is running out. Do you want to think about what else you have to confess to me?"
Jin Miaomiao: "It's really gone. I'll tell you everything I know!"
Song Wei: "You are toasting and not eating. Do you want to drink as a penalty?"
Jin Miaomiao shook her head wildly: "Absolutely not! Absolutely not! Sir, what I said is really the truth!"
Song Wei said sternly: "Believe it or not, I can save you, or I can make your life worse than death."
Jin Miaomiao: "I absolutely believe it! Sir, you can definitely do it! But I really don't know anything anymore. Everything I said is true!"
Song Wei stepped forward, reached out and pressed hard on the injured area of Jin Miaomiao's thigh. The bone-chilling pain instantly shot from the thigh to Tianling Gai.
Jin Miaomiao shouted "Ah" and tears rolled down her face.
It really hurts!
This guy looks evil, but his attacks are so ruthless!
Red blood beads began to seep out from the snow-white bandage.
Jin Miaomiao hugged Song Wei's arm and begged: "Sir! Sir! I'm really not an anchor! I'm just a poor person that everyone in the company looks down on, and no one loves me at home!"
She searched frantically from Song Wei's thoughts for experiences that could make him empathize and soften his heart.
Sure enough, Song Wei's expression paused imperceptibly when he heard "poor man who no one cares about".
Jin Miaomiao keenly caught this change and continued: "Sir, you know, in the consortium, if you don't have a backer and are not taken seriously, you will be thrown around and driven to the most peripheral places to do the most worthless things. "
Then, she began to ramble on about her tragic experience before joining Jile Entertainment and transferring to the anchor department, telling Song Weiting the truth. When she talked about her grievances, she even shed a few tears.
Song Wei listened to her true feelings and gradually let go of her hands from her legs.
Jin Miaomiao: "The company only kept me because it saw that I could really produce results, and asked me to transfer to the anchor department as an assistant. I was assigned to Sister A as soon as I came here. If you are well-informed, you might be able to return You can see photos of me walking Sister A’s cat near her house. At that time, Sister A was still unknown, but later she became popular, and more and more people wanted to take my position. I really tried my best. I have to work hard to keep this job."
The rest of this part is all nonsense.
However, when it comes to lying, what matters is a combination of falsehood and reality, half-truth and half-falsehood, and a combination of truth and falsehood.
Song Wei said with a cold face: "I will verify what you said. You'd better tell the truth. Now tell me honestly, where did Sister A go?"
Jin Miaomiao said on the verge of tears: "I really don't know! She said she was going out to shoot material and wouldn't let me follow her. The entire desert is so big and looks the same from the southeast to the northwest. I really don't know where she went!" "
Song Wei looked at her deeply for ten seconds.
Jin Miaomiao did not avoid his eyes.
Song Wei lowered his eyes, put on that charming smile again, and said: "It seems that I can't ask anything today. The wound on your leg is bleeding a bit. Let me help you bandage it again."
Jin Miaomiao was so panicked that she covered her thigh injury with one hand and blocked it in front of her body with the other, saying anxiously: "No, no, no, no, no, I can do it myself!"
Song Wei's eyes narrowed and he asked with a smile: "Oh? Do you know how to treat wounds? When did you learn to do it?"
How could Jin Miaomiao do it? She just didn't want Song Wei to touch her legs again.
She said sincerely: "I can't, but I'm afraid to let you do it!"
Song Wei didn't expect her to answer like this, so she burst out laughing.
He said to Jin Miaomiao: "Don't be afraid. I promise, it will be very gentle and won't hurt you."
He brought a plate with bandaging tools from the table, sat down next to Jin Miaomiao's right leg, gently lifted her leg, bent it, and placed Jin Miaomiao's foot on his own lap.
Jin Miaomiao shrank back in fear and said: "Sir, sir, I'm afraid I'll step on your pants, so I can just step on the bed!"
Song Wei could not refuse and put her feet on his lap again, saying: "In my territory, you have to listen to me, so that you won't suffer."
He was facing the curtain of the military tent. Jin Miaomiao could only see his side face, but she could really feel the coldness in his eyes.
She didn't struggle anymore and allowed him to push up her skirt little by little.
Jin Miaomiao was ashamed and angry. If it weren't for the opponent's military camp, she would have beaten him to death.
Seeing her clenched fists, Song Wei sneered and said, "Only women attack me. I don't need to use this measure to take advantage of you."
As he spoke, he held the outer edge of the skirt and stuffed it under Jin Miaomiao's thigh, blocking the unnecessary parts. Then he turned his gaze back and began to untie Jin Miaomiao's old bandage.
His method of changing the dressing was very skillful and meticulous, and Jin Miaomiao only felt pain when applying the dressing.
After wrapping the new bandage, Song Wei stood up and walked outside the military tent. As he walked, he left a message: "You should recuperate here first. Don't think about escaping. This is a desert. Even if you escape, I can’t survive either. Just wait for me to come back!”
The last few words made Jin Miaomiao feel a chill.
If Song Wei was half an angel in her mind when they first met, then now he was a complete devil, a monster who could kill people with just a smile.
This person knows very well what his strengths are, he speaks sweet words and cuts people's flesh with gentleness.
