After He Jiaming said this, Situ Qingqing on the side squirted out the juice and sprayed He Jialuo's shoes.

He Jialuo scolded stupidly: "Fuck, I bought it newly." ”

"Yo, how much is it, it's no problem to compensate you, it's no problem to compensate you for ten pairs!" Situ Qingqing replied while laughing, "Look at your brother, people have long passed the age of paying attention to shoes, why are you so cowardly." ”

He Jing's expression was very entangled, she really didn't expect that she would be bullied twice in a row by a stranger, obviously he had no grievances with this He Jiaming, why did he always make fun of himself!

"Sir, please note your wording, is it okay? I don't think it's polite for you to do that. "Her young lady has a temper and is serious.

"Be polite to me on my turf?" He sneered, then lit a thin cigar.

The sweetheart on the side covered his nose silently, and He Jiaming saw it and immediately extinguished the cigar in the ashtray.

Situ Qinglang stared at this qiē quietly, he didn't bother to bother with He Jiaming, anyway, he started his nerves, and he didn't care about anything.

Situ Qingqing immediately entered the state, and soared high notes like Ma Weiwei was crazy, and the atmosphere of the scene was immediately driven.

Qiu Qianqian sat in a corner from afar, staring at the glamorous sweetheart, and then looked at herself - she and He Jialuo no longer have a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship, and she has become an authentic P friend, and the reason why she can come with her tonight is because she will go back to sleep after making an appointment to sing.

In all fairness, He Jialuo's bed kung fu is simply weak, and she likes to play tricks, she really dislikes it, but she has to succumb to He Jialuo's conditions.

He has money, she needs money, it's that simple. She has become accustomed to the life of carrying a designer bag and wearing designer clothes, and she doesn't want to be beaten back to her original shape.

She even thought about getting in touch with He Jiaming, but soon she realized that she didn't have the slightest chance, and He Jiaming didn't eat her at all.

She looked at everyone once, and suddenly, her eyes focused on a dignified face with Chinese characters, which was handsome, dignified, and had the wisdom and charm of a mature man.

She looked carefully and saw that although he was sitting in the same corner, he was enough to reveal the spirit of a successful person from head to toe, and he could be called a gold master.

Who is that person? Qiu Qianqian tilted her head, very curious in her heart, that man was good-looking and in good shape, which aroused her great interest.

The woman sitting next to him had a resentful face, and the woman was wearing a large carat diamond ring on her ring finger, but Qiu Qianqian keenly noticed that the man was not wearing it on his hand.

They have a bad relationship with each other?

Qiu Qianqian's eyes rolled, it seems that this man should be from the Situ family, she remembers that the Situ family has four children, and this person seems to be the eldest son of the Situ family in terms of age.

A thought suddenly flashed through her mind - this meeting was indeed the right one, and it didn't take much effort for the owner to get it.

So she stood up and walked up to her sweetheart in a curvy manner, afraid of her current identity, she didn't dare to cause trouble.

Sweetheart noticed Qiu Qianqian at first, but as soon as He Jiaming stirred up, she completely forgot about Qiu Qianqian, and at this moment, seeing her standing in front of her, it was quite a bit big.

"Sweetheart, I haven't seen you for a long time, look at you, you are really getting more and more temperamental, and you look good in clothes, and at first glance, your husband is good to you. Qiu Qianqian smeared honey on her mouth.

Sweetheart said coldly: "Thanks to you, if it weren't for those things that Chen Sesame and Rotten Grains were at the beginning, how could I marry Qing Lang?

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