Yang Yuxin has always been arrogant, but now she was ridiculed by Ji Chengcheng so mercilessly, and her face was even worse.

After the high heels clicked on the ground several times, Yang Yuxin came to her from behind An Xiaojing, and with her hands crossed, she wanted to block An Xiaojing's way.

An Xiaojing twisted her eyebrows, she really didn't want to deal with it, and said impatiently: "Get out of the way." ”

Yang Yuxin sneered, threw the newspaper in front of An Xiaojing, and said, "An Xiaojing, which onion and garlic are you yourself?

An Xiaojing took the newspaper, and suddenly wrote the headline on the front page of the newspaper with the title "The mysterious woman of the Huo's young master's night party, suspected to be a family of three", and a not very clear pattern was attached below, which was taken in the corner at first glance.

Although the night was very dark and the picture was very blurry, An Xiaojing could still tell at a glance that the woman in the photo was Ye Qingzhen, she couldn't help but gasp, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize her figure.

Ji Chengcheng was very surprised by An Xiaojing's abnormality, but An Xiaojing didn't plan to say it, and she would never ask the bottom of it.

After all, although An Xiaojing looks gentle, she has a tenacity in her bones, as long as she identifies something, she will never give up.

Just like when she kept the secret.

"An Xiaojing, do you think you are a flower, everyone likes it? Mr. Huo's vision is much higher, like you, even if you strip naked and lie directly on his bed, I am afraid that he will not bother to touch it. Yang Yuxin saw An Xiaojing's face change, and felt more and more that she had poked An Xiaojing's sore spot, and her words became presumptuous.

The hand holding the newspaper slowly tightened, and the newspaper that was still smooth was instantly crumpled out one after another small folds, and the back of An Xiaojing's hand was full of pale bone joints, she was obviously enduring great pain.

"Look at how pleasing their family of three is walking together, An Xiaojing, don't you feel ashamed?"

"Enough!"

Ji Chengcheng just wanted to refute, but she heard an angry shout coming out faster than her, and she looked back in shock and saw that it was An Xiaojing.

The corners of An Xiaojing's mouth pulled up slightly, and she cheered up and said, "Yang Yuxin, are you finished?" Her expression suddenly changed, and the quiet and calm of the past faded between her eyebrows, and she was a little ruthless, "When you finish speaking, take the newspaper with you, hurry up!"

Where has Yang Yuxin seen such An Xiaojing, and she was about to scold back, but her red lips opened slightly, and something smashed at her with her head and face, smashing her squarely, and her nose was even more painful.

"Hiss-" Yang Yuxin groaned, reached out and tore off the object on her face, only to find that it was the newspaper she had just brought.

An Xiaojing actually smashed the newspaper directly into her face, without any scruples at all.

How dare she? How dare she do such a thing!

Yang Yuxin's blood suddenly surged, and she trembled slightly as she dragged the newspaper.

An Xiaojing didn't look at Yang Yuxin, went straight over to her side, and even hit Yang Yuxin's shoulder hard, knocking Yang Yuxin's trembling body over.

"Instead of caring about other people's family affairs, it is better to improve your own ability. Don't forget, as long as I'm here, you'll never be the number one in NE. ”

When passing by Yang Yuxin's side, An Xiaojing's pink lips opened lightly, and she spit out this sentence gently and skillfully.

This sentence alone made Yang Yuxin speechless.

After a long time, she turned around angrily, staring at An Xiaojing's fading back like a poisonous snake, glanced at the contents of the newspaper, and threw the newspaper aside as if angry.

"An Xiaojing, one day you will pay the price. When the time comes, see if you dare to be so rampant!"

"Xiao Jing, you were really majestic just now. Dealing with people like Yang Yuxin, you should have done this a long time ago, so that you wouldn't have been stumped so much before. Ji Chengcheng exclaimed while walking with An Xiaojing.

She only knew that An Xiaojing had a soft personality before, but she never thought that An Xiaojing would have such sharp words one day.

Thinking of Yang Yuxin's deflated appearance just now, she felt comfortable in her heart.

An Xiaojing glanced at Ji Chengcheng clearly.

When the NE recruited designers that year, the three of them all signed up to participate, An Xiaojing overwhelmed the next few contestants because of Angel Wings, and became the first place without dispute, while Yang Yuxin and Ji Chengcheng's rankings went through fierce debates by the judges, and finally won the second place with a slight advantage of one more vote by Yang Yuxin.

Ji Chengcheng has always been obsessed with this matter, and he looks down on Yang Yuxin in his heart.

As for Yang Yuxin, she boasted of having a very high talent in jewelry design, but every time she lost to An Xiaojing, she was naturally dissatisfied with An Xiaojing in her heart, and wanted to replace An Xiaojing almost all the time.

An Xiaojing used this matter to block her, but it also poked Yang Yuxin's sore spot, so that Yang Yuxin had no other strength to continue to entangle Huo Yao's affairs.

However, it is a trivial matter to make Yang Yuxin deflated, but it is a big thing for Huo Yao and Ye Qingzhen to be together.

As soon as she thought of this, the strength on An Xiaojing's body disappeared in an instant, and even Ji Chengcheng's voice, she felt a little noisy.

"Cheng Cheng, don't say it yet, I want to calm down. An Xiaojing finally interrupted Ji Chengcheng's chatter and said weakly.

Ji Chengcheng naturally saw An Xiaojing's bad face, hesitated, and took care of a few words before reluctantly leaving.

After the environment was quiet, An Xiaojing took out her mobile phone from her pocket, which was the one Huo Yao gave her later.

She opened the Internet, and the overwhelming news about Huo Yao came over, and the major media seemed unwilling to miss this big news.

An Xiaojing's fingers enlarged the picture, and involuntarily touched Huo Yao's face in the photo.

She had obviously only met Huo Yao yesterday, but she felt that a few years had passed.

It turns out that longing will really make time like years, she used to think it was just a nonsense in the novel, and when it came to herself, she found that the pain of lovesickness was so unforgettable.

An Xiaojing hesitated, turned off the news interface, opened the contact column, pressed Huo Yao's number, and stared straight at the number without moving.

"Xiao Jing, the superintendent told you to go to her office. Someone called not far away.

"Okay!" An Xiaojing responded, but her fingers accidentally touched the dial key.

Suddenly, all An Xiaojing's composure faded instantly, and she hurriedly wanted to press the stop button, but the more she did, the more the button that was not too small was the same as going against her, and it was difficult to touch at all.

Until a familiar male voice rang on the phone.

"Hey—"