"Who else could you have?" Ruan Feifei looked at Zhang Yao's face with exquisite makeup suspiciously, and threatened viciously, "Don't shift your attention to others!" Last time, it was obviously you who dragged Brother Qingfan to show off in front of everyone! ”

"You know it's a show. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhang Yao turned around and carefully applied lipstick to the mirror, "If I am really Ye Qingfan's sweetheart, will I still use it as a show?" Besides, even if I'm his sweetheart, what can you do? Kill me? Don't be naïve, Miss Nguyen. ”

Zhang Yao sneered disdainfully, casually threw the lipstick into her bag, and put it on her back with a "snap": "Miss Ruan, I respect your father very much, but I have to say that he doesn't seem to be very good at children's education. Please stop pestering me and weigh it up for yourself to believe it or not. Zhang Yao stepped on high heels and passed by Ruan Feifei with a graceful attitude, "I just don't want to see you bite a random person like a fool, and I don't like to be used as a shield for no reason." ”

Ruan Feifei's face was so angry that her face turned pale, Zhang Yao was articulate, she couldn't say anything to her at all: "You mean, the person Brother Qingfan likes is not you?" Someone else? ”

"Of course not me." Zhang Yao showed a touch of bitterness just right, "If it were me, why would I stand here and be threatened by you now?" I'm just a tool to block the questions of entertainment reporters. ”

"Who is the vixen who charmed my brother Qingfan?"

"Don't be your brother Qingfan, even if you have your father's status to support you, you are only a second-generation star, you are not at the same level as her at all, don't say I didn't remind you." Zhang Yao dropped this sentence meaningfully and prepared to leave.

"Stop!" Ruan Feifei bit her lip and chased after her, "You said me so badly, where is that woman good?" ”

"Miss Ruan, it's not a question of whether it's good or not, it's that you're not anyone's opponent at all." Zhang Yao dropped this sentence, ignoring Ruan Feifei, who was suspicious and jealous behind her, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile that the conspiracy had succeeded.

There are always fools who can't wait to jump into the trap, and all she needs to do is drop a little clue in a pinch of time and reap the benefits of the fisherman. And Ruan Feifei's eyes already showed a fierce light, she was bound to find out this woman, and she would also give her some color.

This is the result that Zhang Yao wants, Song Youran, the water in the entertainment industry is not something that a young lady like you who was born in a scholarly family can get involved in, since you don't know the depths, then I will do a personal favor and let you feel what is the war between women, Ye Qingfan, this man is destined to belong to me!

Song Youran was in a daze in a daze wearing home clothes and holding a paintbrush, Ye Qingfan's eyes of deep grief in the dark kept flickering in her eyes, she threw away the paintbrush in her hand in frustration, and took the carbon pen on the side to trace carefully.

The eyes are as black as ink, the sword eyebrows that fly into the sideburns, and the face is like a crown of jade, and the appearance is like Pan An. She originally thought that Ye Qingfan was just leaving a little ripple in her heart, and she must be able to forget him easily, but with just the image in her mind, Ye Qingfan's handsome and smiling facial features jumped on the paper.

The slender and slender fingers groped for the portrait of the man on the paper, and Song Youran could no longer bear the sorrow in his heart, choking up and crying.

Ye Qingfan, why are we so fateful? Your promises are still ringing in your ears, and in the blink of an eye they are all within reach, but it is difficult to see each other.

"Mr. An, Mr. Song's phone." Gu Yang took his mobile phone, walked in from the outside, and handed the phone in his hand to An Jingyu.

An Jingyu frowned slightly, and said into the phone with a smile: "Uncle, is there something wrong?" Why don't you call my private number? ”

How could Song Qianqiu be embarrassed to open his mouth, could it be that he told An Jingyu that his daughter and Mr. An's fiancée were entangled with that drama under his nose yesterday?

"I'm out here, and my phone is out of battery to find Lao Hu's call." Lao Hu is Song Qianqiu's exclusive driver, and An Jingyu specially matched Song Qianqiu, of course, it is not just an exclusive driver. This is only clear to Lao Hu and An Jingyu.

"Jingyu, how is your relationship with Youran recently?" Song Qianqiu's tentative words made An Jingyu's brows furrow even tighter, "Youran has been in a good mood recently, and we had dinner together yesterday." ”

Song Qianqiu's eyes widened in astonishment: "You and Youran ate yesterday?" ”

"That's right." An Jingyu motioned for Gu Yang to take out all the unprocessed documents, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window by himself, "Didn't you tell you?" ”

"This girl didn't tell me, if she told me the truth, would I use such a big anger?"

"Uncle, did you make you angry? Maybe I recently discussed marriage with her, and she ...... A little nervous. ”

"You don't want to help her say good things, you don't eat it leisurely, some things are easy to get into the horns! I'm her father, and she has to listen to me! Song Qianqiu's voice increased unconsciously, and there was an extraordinary stubbornness in his tone.

An Jingyu was silent for a moment, and his keen intuition told him that something must have happened yesterday: "Uncle, if it's convenient, can you reveal how Youran made you angry?" I'll definitely talk about her next time we meet. ”

"It's okay! It's okay! As long as I know that I am going out to eat with you, I am relieved. ”

"That's fine, uncle. It just so happens that I have an invitation letter from a TV station in my hand, which I forwarded to Youran, and I am ready to go over tomorrow, I don't know if it is convenient to put it? ”

Song Qianqiu's sensitive nerves suddenly tensed: "TV station? Jingyu, I said that leisurely will never involve the entertainment industry! ”

"Uncle, don't get excited! This invitation is the next treasure hunt program under the national column, in which there are many ancient paintings that need to be identified by experts, as well as many foreign oil paintings and excellent works of ancient China. On the one hand, the program team hopes to invite experts to come forward to make an appraisal, and on the other hand, it also hopes to revive the characteristics of the literary tradition. ”

Song Qianqiu was silent, An Jingyu hooked her lips and smiled, and continued to persuade: "Originally, I was going to recommend Uncle you to try it, but I know that you don't want to show up, and you are a tiger girl, I think it's good to improve your own popularity, and I also hope that she can be busy so that she won't be cranky all day long." ”

"Just identifying calligraphy and paintings?"

"Absolutely."

"Then you can come over tomorrow and discuss it with Youran yourself."

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

An Jingyu cut off the phone, knowing that as long as he persuaded Song Qianqiu, who was particularly disgusted with the TV station, Song Youran's hope of participating in the column was equivalent to more than half of the success.

Thinking that if Song Youran wants to become the daughter-in-law of the An family, he needs more public opinion to promote, this column is the exclusive sponsorship of my An family, and then let Youran be a guest, I believe that there will be a lot of non-agreement. An Jingyu sneered: "I pushed her to the throne with my own hands, and let public opinion push her to the An family, I see how she refuses!" ”

After Song Qianqiu ended the call with An Jingyu, he couldn't think of a conclusion, and when he returned home, Song Youran disappeared, and he looked at Sister-in-law Song suspiciously: "Miss?" ”

"Miss is upstairs, and she hasn't been down for a day."

"All day?" Song Qianqiu was quite worried, "Has she eaten?" ”

Sister-in-law Song shook her head: "Miss said that she was not hungry, and she didn't move her things." ”

"It's the opposite!" Song Qianqiu had anger in his eyes, and went directly to the door of the studio and pushed the door in, only to find the portrait of a strange man who had no time to put away in front of Song Youran.

"That drama again? What kind of medicine did he give you to make you miss him so much? ”

"He didn't drug me, it's because I'm not angry and can't forget him!"

"Shut up! I don't want to hear anything about this man from you! Song Qianqiu roared angrily, on the other hand, Song Youran sat in place with a calm face, raised his head and stared at his father seriously: "Dad, I want to talk to you." ”

"If it's related to the man in front of you, then you just shut up."

"But, Daddy. This is indeed the most difficult problem we face today. Song Youran's eyes were full of tears, and his cold face was full of crystal tears, and he was shaking.

"Dad, I've wanted to talk to you several times, but you've never given me a chance to get us to make things clear."

"Why are you running away from this question all the time? I'm an adult now, I'm no longer a little girl who needs your protection, I have my own mind, and I want to pursue my own happiness! ”

Song Qianqiu gritted his teeth: "If your happiness is to fight against me and be a willful moth to the fire, then I will tie you up, and I will never let you do anything that will lose the face of my Song family." ”

Song Qianqiu's strong resistance made Song Youran feel a weak exhaustion rise from the bottom of her heart, she sat in her seat silently and wiped her tears: "Okay, let's not talk about Ye Qingfan, then let's talk about An Jingyu." ”

"What is there to talk about Jingyu? A talent, infatuated with you, and running such a large company independently. An Jingyu is indeed Song Qianqiu's son-in-law, Song Qianqiu watched An Jingyu grow up with his own eyes, knew the roots, and let him take care of his daughter, he was the most relieved.

"But, Dad, don't you think I don't love him?"

"I've never figured out what my feelings are for Jingyu, when I was engaged, he proposed to me, and I was very touched by everything he did." Song Youran will still be touched when he thinks of the scene of that day, "An Jingyu is very strong and smart, and he even knows myself better than myself." But Dad, love is not about finding the most suitable person, but about finding the most exciting person. ”

"Before I met Ye Qingfan, I always thought that I would maintain that relationship with An Jingyu, walk into the palace, and have children......"

"I said don't mention that drama again!" Song Qianqiu frowned impatiently and interrupted Song Youran, "You and Jingyu will also be together forever, and we will also get married and have children." Feelings can be cultivated slowly, and it is good to get married. ”

"Is our training time still short? Never, not forever, and it's not what you say. Song Youran squatted in front of Song Qianqiu, tilted her head, and looked at the object she had admired since she was a child, "When I am with An Jingyu, although it will be easy, I will be very tired most of the time." ”

"He is always on top of my whereabouts, my relationships, and even who I am associating! I was like a canary trapped in a cage he had built with love, enjoying a brief period of freedom, but that freedom was also deliberately indulged by him. All the people around me, everything is more familiar to him than I am, do you think this is love? ”