Qiao Yunxue looked at these "juniors" in front of her with dazzling eyes, what kind of silver body? They're talking nonsense.

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten on the board?" She glared at the smiling entertainers.

"Miss Qiao is Mr. Rong's **, this is what everyone wants to know." The little brother smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Miss Qiao, let's talk about it, let's share your happiness together!" ”

"Yes, share your happiness!" The little Lori in the back was even happier, "Look, Miss Qiao and Mr. Rong seem to be close......"

As thick as thieves? She and Rong Qian?

Qiao Yunxue slowly reached out and touched the man behind her. It was very close, but intimate, with which eye they saw. In order not to give everyone an illusion, she quietly moved her steps, but Rong Qian didn't let her move.

Looking at the group of people chasing the wind and shadows in front of her, she suddenly smiled: "Everyone, how do you say I call the police now?" ”

He quickly unzipped his handbag and pulled out his phone.

"Miss Joe, don't be kidding. We'll leave right away, and we won't be able to disturb your love. The little brother seemed a little nervous, but he refused to back down.

Really not leaving?

Unceremoniously dialed "110", Qiao Yunxue was about to start talking, Rong Qian suddenly gently took her mobile phone.

"Hello?" She broke away from the male version of Venus and glared at him instead, "You want to be in the news?" Haven't you heard that people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong? No...... "She's Sven's girl, how could she say that." Alas, the girls who grew up in the oil painting street, the aunts and aunts also learned a lot of vulgar words.

"I'll take care of it." Rong Qian pulled her behind him without a trace, his black eyes were burning, but his tone was light, "You want an interview?" ”

"Uh-huh! I hope Mr. Yung cooperates! "The little brother was very excited.

Rong Qian said lightly: "Bring your camera equipment here, I'll see the effect." ”

"Works great, brand new equipment." The little brother easily listened to Rong Qian's words, sent the camera to Rong Qian, and asked him to examine it.

Rong Qian examined it slowly and spoke slowly: "How much did Yanzi spend on this?" ”

"It's not much, it's only 8,000 yuan." The little brother said casually, suddenly woke up, and covered his mouth. Whimper - he was a goof.

"Swallows?" Qiao Yunxue understood. Let's just say, Rong Qian is not a celebrity, what do you want to interview. It's a swallow's ghost to do it for a long time, she is idle as a financial manager in Jinghua, doesn't she even have any leisure activities on weekends, and she actually goes to the door to do things.

Or is it really particularly admirable to Mr. Murong?

Rong Qian casually handed the video recorder to Qiao Yunxue, gentle and calm: "If Yanzi wants a camera, let her come to me." ”

A bunch of people in front of him let out a whimper, and they didn't dare to stay any longer, so they all slipped away.

Qiao Yunxue turned around and looked at him with slanted eyes: "Mr. Rong, you are married." With a muffled grunt, he walked past him, "I've decided to come back later." Don't come and pick me up. ”

"Hmm." Rong Qian was calm.

"Do you have a swallow's phone?" She was very wise and deferential, "How about I help you ask her out and go to the park together?" ”

"Yunxue?" Rong Qian looked at her in astonishment. But slowly, his long eyes were soft, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, "If Yunxue is angry, I'm happy." ”

Qiao Yunxue blinked, what kind of logic is Rong Qian?

Rong Qian gently pressed her arm with both arms: "Yun Xue cares about swallows, which means that she cares about our marriage." Of course I'm happy. ”

She snorted: "Men always like to base their happiness on women's pain......"