Alan knew each other very well, and Qi Yi didn't make any big moves here, so he slowly resumed his previous style, just not to provoke Qi Yi himself, and for those around him who wanted to get involved with Qi Yi, they just watched from the side and didn't speak, waiting to see if these people really moved Qi Yi and suffered a loss.

It's September, and there's still half a month to go before the 2012 Spring/Summer International Fashion Week.

Outside a high-end beauty club in Hangzhou, Qi Yi walked over and blackened the surveillance with his mobile phone, and then put on gloves and put the things in his hand into the mailbox outside the beauty club.

Then he stepped aside, watched as the waiter who had come to pick up newspapers and magazines opened the mailbox and took the bag and magazines inside.

Seeing that the things had been taken in by the waiter, Qi Yi hooked his lips and smiled, took his mobile phone and sent a message anonymously, turned around and left neatly.

In the clubhouse, a slightly chubby middle-aged woman had just done perfect appearance maintenance, and when she came out to pick up her mobile phone, she saw a strange text message: Your children are in danger, please ask the club attendant for information.

There was only one sentence, the woman's eyes narrowed when she saw it, and she looked up at the outside, the autumn sunshine in Hangzhou was not warm, it was very comfortable, and there were cars coming and going on the road, and there was nothing strange about it.

Seeing the scene in front of her, the woman pursed her lips, walked to the front desk of the beauty club with her mobile phone, and saw her coming, and the waiter hurriedly said, "Mrs. Zhao, there was a courier sent here just now, take a look!"

Although the waiter doesn't know why the mail to the guests is sent here, as a high-end beauty club, it still gives the best service to the guests.

The woman known as Mrs. Zhao heard the waiter's words and took the document bag, "Thank you!"

The waiter smiled, "No thanks, does Mrs. Zhao need fruit and tea?"

The woman opened the file bag, only saw the content of the first page, her face changed, she quickly put away her things, and said to the waiter, "No, thank you for me, store manager." ”

After saying that, the woman hurriedly left the beauty club, and the waiter continued to stand in her place and do her own thing.

But he said that after Qi Yi left, he crossed a street, drove away from Hangzhou, and went straight to Hengdian.

"Okay, this shot has passed!" Hengdian, at the filming site of the "Eternal" crew, the director looked at the picture in the monitor and nodded with satisfaction.

Although Song Yuqing is a traffic star, she is indeed very dedicated, and the first time she acted, that is, she didn't know how to move at the beginning, but in two days, she got used to it.

Seeing that it has been on for more than half a month, it really surprises the director.

On the other side, hearing the director say that it was okay, Romeo came over to help Song Yuqing unload the Weiya on his body, "Xiao Yu is hungry!"

When Song Yuqing heard him say this, she straightened out her big black sleeves and said, "It's okay!"

"Is it just okay?" he had just finished speaking, when he heard a familiar voice not far away.

Hearing this voice, Song Yuqing looked up suddenly, and sure enough, he saw the person he was thinking about, standing there.

A simple loose cropped top that shows off beautiful abs and black trousers and black high heels, a small bag on his shoulder, and short hair that only goes over his ears.

Seeing him look over, Qi Yi's fox eyes smiled, and he raised the bag in his hand, "Little Immortal's human fireworks takeaway, please sign for it!"