When Jiang Tanqi heard this, she was so angry that she couldn't stand steadily.

She desperately warned herself that she couldn't deal with someone like Zhao Ziyin, who was notorious and scandalous everywhere!

But reason asks her not to have a seizure now, which does not mean that she will not be angry! The more she has to hold back, the more angry she will be!

Jian Anning also patted Zhao Ziyin's shoulder: "You too, don't think that changing scandals is like changing clothes, if you don't want this, change to another." In a blink of an eye, he is also a person who runs for three, and no matter how good his career is, he is not as good as he wishes. ”

She felt very sorry for the last time she had to use her and Mo Siyu to create a "scandal" in order to protect Yu Zexiao's escape.

She actually knew that Zhao Ziyin was a star at the Toronto Art Institute when she was in college. Cheerful, beautiful, enthusiastic, and hot, such Zhao Ziyin is very popular in college. But only she, her roommate, knows that she has never been in love. Because of her parents' discord, she is cautious about love and marriage. After Zhao Ziyin returned to China, the scandals on her body were very popular, but in fact, she really didn't have an intimate boyfriend in private.

She also paid attention to the last scandal incident later. Later, I was relieved to see that Zhao Ziyin really did not suffer any impact because of this incident, but soared and became famous in the entertainment industry. However, she sincerely hopes that Zhao Ziyin can be happy.

"you!" Zhao Ziyin smiled, "Don't say anything else, is my sister only twenty-five, twenty-fifty?" ”

"That's different." Jian Anning also smiled, learning from her to be as poor, "The social problem of older leftover women only exists in Huaxia Kingdom. When did you hear that leftover women are also popular in Canada? ”

Not really. Zhao Ziyin was stuck, and when she saw Yu Zexiao also going out, her voice raised slightly: "It's the same." Anyway, you are in Canada, and you are very popular, if it is not to avoid peach blossom debts, there is no need to run back. If you're bored here, there's still a lot of good young people to team up when you go back! I still remember, when I was in college, didn't I hear that William lived in Toronto specifically for you? ”

Sure enough, Yu Zexiao heard Zhao Ziyin's voice. He wore a peaked cap, a pair of large black-rimmed glasses, and lowered his head slightly. There was no expression fluctuation on his face, and he didn't even sweep his eyes. Wearing a thin T-shirt, he stood about three meters away from them.

It was drizzling and misty outside, and many people who had just come out of dinner were running to their cars with umbrellas. And Yu Zexiao's nanny car was not far in front of him, but he didn't take a step forward.

People who don't know the details of the road may think that he is playing cool. After all, even if he covers his face, his slender and handsome figure and a very fashionable outfit are just as eye-catching.

- Actually, Yu Zexiao's ears were about to stand up, and he listened nervously to Zhao Ziyin's voice next to him.

"Actually, I think that William is very good. The family has a farm north of Montreal and a few ponies. Well, people look quite honest, different from those who like clubbing and clubbing every day. And for you for many years unchanged, single-mindedly. I don't know if it's because Zhao Ziyin is the host, or because she deliberately raised her voice, anyway, Yu Zexiao was next to them, and she could hear it clearly.

First of all, because of the anti-pornography of online literature, this article was officially renamed "The Exclusive Lovers of the Heavenly King: Exclusive Baby". Secondly, those who think Xiao talks a lot of nonsense, are verbose, and are vexatious, and the upper right corner is crossed, so they don't send it! Xiao's every message is based on the fact that the article has a full 1,000 words! Never make up the word count. I don't want to see it, and I don't think it's good-looking, so I don't use the comment area to brush up on my sense of existence.