When Qiao Weihuan came out of the set, it was half past four in the afternoon.

The young assistant in the driver's seat turned around and asked, "Sister, it's seven o'clock in the evening, are you going home for dinner or ......?"

Qiao Weihuan was removing her makeup, and when she heard this, her dark eyes immediately bent into two small crescents, "I'll have dinner with Mo Xilin in the evening, and you can find a place to eat after sending me to the restaurant, and then wait for my call." If I hadn't informed you, it would have been Mossi who had sent me, and you would have been able to rest for a while. ”

Assistant Fu Minglang looked at her with a bright smile on her face, and joked to her: "Yo yo yo, my brother-in-law wants to go on a date with you and remove your makeup, sister, you are too confident." ”

Qiao Weihuan laughed angrily, "snapped", and slapped Fu Minglang's head, "What kind of brother-in-law is you calling before you get married." Also, your sister and I are both beauties without makeup, okay? ”

Fu Minglang rubbed his head and wrinkled his face bitterly, "Yes, yes, sister, you are as beautiful as a fairy when you are without makeup, and you are not as beautiful as a fairy when you wear makeup!" ”

A sycophant slapped Qiao Wei's heart with joy, and then she pressed Fu Minglang's head and rubbed it, "Do you dare to boast a little sincere?" ”

Fu Minglang's sycophants are a bit exaggerated, but whether it is his peers in the film and television industry or Qiao Weihuan's fans and sunspots, they all have to admit that Qiao Weihuan is indeed beautiful.

The fair skin makes a pair of watery eyes even darker, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, picking out a thrilling style. As soon as the seductive lips open and close, a faint aroma wafts out.

Mo Xilin's gaze lingered briefly on Qiao Weihuan's delicate chin, and then gradually shifted, around the curvature of the soft neck, and landed under the rounded earlobe.

On the slender neck, the butterfly that has been black is about to fly, as if it will leave the white jade-like skin in the next second, and it will fall on whose heart.

Qiao Weihuan, who was cutting steak, raised his head, saw Mo Xilin's gaze, and raised his hand to touch the butterfly tattoo.

"It was originally a birthmark, but I didn't think it looked good, so I tattooed it as a butterfly."

Moxilin: "Can you wash it off?" ”

Qiao Weihuan's beauty is amazing enough, and with butterflies, it is too unforgettable.

A woman's beauty can help a man earn face, but the future wife is always remembered by other men, and it won't be a good feeling to think about it.

Qiao Weihuan slowly put down the knife and fork, supported her face with both hands, and winked at her handsome fiancé twice, "Do you want me to wash it?" If you want, I'll wash it off. ”

When I first tattooed this butterfly, it was to celebrate finally getting out of that devil's cave-like home. After Qiao Weihuan returned to China and entered the entertainment industry by mistake, this lifelike butterfly became her symbol. When she first debuted, many fans liked to call her "butterfly elf", and later the public directly replaced the word "Qiao Weihuan" with butterflies.

I heard that tattoo washing is more painful than tattooing, and it takes many times to wash it off completely. However, if it was Mo Xilin's meaning, Qiao Weihuan would wash it.

Who made her love him?

Moxilin slowly ate a steak, "I said casually, it's your freedom to wash or not, I didn't mean to interfere with you." ”

Qiao Weihuan's heart was slightly sour, she picked up the knife and fork again, and said with a smile: "I'm kidding, don't think too much." ”

Unfortunately, Moxilin didn't know that she loved him.

Because Mosien didn't love her.

After a salty dinner, the extravagant Moxilin got up from his chair, and every movement and expression was full of humility and courtesy, both polite and detached.

"I'll send you."

Qiao Weihuan wiped her lips and covered the corners of her mouth with a tissue that couldn't stop being upturned, "Okay." ”

Qiao Weihuan is a hot star, always low-key when appearing in public, and when she comes to the restaurant with Moxi, she sits in a private room, and when she comes out, she wears sunglasses, and her long brown hair is wrapped around her chest from behind her left ear to cover up the iconic butterfly tattoo.

The two of them arrived at the parking lot, and Qiao Weihuan took the first step to get on the Gust of Moxilin. Sitting in the co-pilot, Qiao Weihuan just took out his mobile phone, thinking about telling Fu Minglang, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Mo Xilin, who was standing next to the car, looking in one direction with his brows twisted.

Qiao Weihuan followed his gaze and saw a girl looking around.

The still good mood gradually condensed, Qiao Weihuan looked at Mo Xilin again, and sure enough, he had already walked towards the girl.

The girl also spotted Moxilin and ran anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xilin thought of something, and his handsome eyebrows were stained with a layer of haze, "Something happened to Xiaoya?" ”

Su Kexuan came over too quickly, and at this time, she slapped her chest and breathed smoothly, and she was still out of breath when she spoke, "Xiao, Xiaoya's situation is not very stable, and she has been calling your name, you, you go over quickly!" ”

Moxi's heart tightened, turned around and strode towards the car, and said without thinking, "Get in the car!" ”

Su Kexuan nodded again and again, trotted to keep up with Mo Xilin's pace, opened the car door and got in.

As soon as I got into the car, I found that there was someone in the co-pilot.

Su Kexuan opened her mouth and asked loudly with a natural expression: "Who are you?!" ”

How could there be a woman in Moxilin's car?!

Qiao Weihuan in the passenger seat did not move at all, and the ten fingers on the handbag couldn't help but tighten.

Su Kexuan didn't recognize her, but she knew Su Kexuan - Lu Xiaoya's best friend.

Qiao Weihuan turned her head, and her eyes behind her sunglasses calmly looked at Mo Xilin's side face, "You went to see Lu Xiaoya?" ”

Lu Xiaoya, Mo Xilin's ex-girlfriend. Lu Xiaoya's father has a criminal record, and Mo Xilin's grandmother refused to accept such an in-law family, and threatened Mo Xilin with her life, and the two were forced to break up. After that, Lu Xiaoya never had a boyfriend, and she suffered from depression, and she couldn't survive for three days. Mo Xilin was full of guilt for Lu Xiaoya, so he took care of her as a friend.

Mo Xilin, who was wearing a seat belt, gestured and looked at Qiao Weihuan slowly, with a slightly apologetic face.

"Xiaoya has a situation and needs me to come over, I can't send you anymore."

Qiao Weihuan looked at him quietly, and there was a burst of desolation in his chest.

Su Kexuan, who was in the back seat, suddenly knew Qiao Weihuan's identity, and interjected: "Xiao Ya's mood is not very stable today, she has been calling Mo Xilin's name, he won't be able to stand Xiao Ya if he doesn't go over again!" If something happens to Shinoya, you won't be happy, right? ”

said this, as if Qiao Weihuan was deliberately dragging Mo Xilin and deliberately letting Lu Xiaoya die.

Qiao Weihuan sneered, she tolerated Mo Xilin, it doesn't mean that she is a soft persimmon, anyone who comes can pinch her.

"Miss Su, has anyone taught you that it's rude to interject casually when others are talking." Qiao Weihuan took off her sunglasses, her eyebrows were faint, "You talk to your fiancé, and I suddenly answer, will you think I owe it?" ”

Su Kexuan's face turned white when she was stabbed, she glared at Qiao Weihuan hatefully, and turned her head to urge Mo Xilin, "Xiaoya was crying when I came out, let's go quickly!" ”

Mo Xilin's eyes were full of Lu Xiaoya, and he frowned his good-looking sword eyebrows and said to Qiao Weihuan: "You wait here, I'll let the driver send you." ”

"No need." Qiao Weihuan put on her sunglasses again, unbuckled her seat belt and went to the car door, "I'll let Minglang pick me up." ”

Before closing the car door, Qiao Wei smiled and waved goodbye to Mo Xilin, "Pay attention to safety when driving." ”

Moxilin looked at her deeply and nodded.

"If Xiaoya's condition can be better, I'll pick you up in the evening."

If the situation is not good, you will not come to pick it up?

Qiao Weihuan spread the long brown hair on one side on her shoulders and neck, and the black butterfly regained her sight and was ready to fly.

Fu Minglang saw her expressionless face from the rear mirror, and hesitated to speak: "Sister, did you quarrel with your brother-in-law?" ”

"What do we have to quarrel with, it's not Lu Xiaoya. Originally, Mo Xilin said to send me, but Lu Xiaoya had something to do, so he left. Qiao Weihuan stared at the blank mobile phone screen with a good purpose, and smiled with three points of self-deprecation and seven points of concealment, "It's a nominal fiancée, he is so face-saving to me, will I be very happy?" ”

"Huh??" Fu Minglang couldn't believe it and said: "No, don't you leave your fairy-like fiancée alone, and take care of a little white flower who commits suicide every day?" Brother-in-law, this Yanagishita Megumi is too kind, right? ”

Qiao Wei's unspeakable depression was broken up by Fu Minglang's fairy and Yanagi Hui, and he couldn't help laughing.

When she arrived at the appointed location, Qiao Weihuan took out lipstick from her bag and applied it, and briefly sorted it out in front of the mirror before getting out of the car.

Passing through the twists and turns of the corridor, finding the agreed box, and pushing the door in, Qiao Weihuan had a wrong intuition. However, someone pulled open half of the door from the inside, and soon, the man standing by the door pushed her inside.

There was a "click" and the door slammed shut.

Valuable wallpaper and flooring, expensive Persian carpets, and glittering crystal chandeliers reflect the magnificence of a room.

In a luxurious and spacious space, a gaming table occupies half of the country.

Several people around the table, regardless of age, have all the cards in their hands, and the momentum is extraordinary.

The sound of Qiao Weihuan entering the door alarmed the people at the gambling table, and they all looked at it in unison.

The bureau Qiao Weihuan is going to is a party of new movies, the director and several main actors will be present, and the female number one Qiao Weihuan will inevitably appear, and it can't be too casual. She deliberately wore Fendi's new early spring style today, a dress that can be used as a private dress and can also participate in banquets, and the soft apricot color makes her fair skin more delicate.

It also makes Qiao Weihuan cleaner and more destructive.

For a moment, Qiao Weihuan clearly saw the brutal contempt and bloodthirsty desire in the eyes of most people.

has worked hard in the entertainment industry for many years, Qiao Weihuan thinks that he has seen a lot of people, and he has seen a lot of classes. She could see at a glance that this group of people was different.

Whether it's because they're too high-level or too dangerous, these people are not something she can afford to mess with, or even an existence she can get close to and look at.

Qiao Weihuan quickly lowered his eyes, his brain tingled slightly, and he forced himself to calm down, "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong box." ”

Qiao Weihuan turned around, but the person in the black suit behind her stretched out his arm and blocked her way.

"It doesn't matter, since you're here, it's fate."