Early morning.

Qiao Ruoxin opened his eyes, and it was already six o'clock in the morning.

She stretched her waist and picked up her phone to take a look, and the video call was turned off at one o'clock in the morning.

In other words, Mo Chen watched her sleep and watched for an hour?

She got up to wash, then changed her clothes, did her makeup and hair, and started recording the show all day.

When Qiao Ruoxin walked out of the dressing room, she happened to meet Wen Wan.

When rivals in love meet, they are always very blushing.

"Qiao Ruoxin, if you have a little conscience, don't torture Mo Chen anymore."

She smiled lightly: "Are you distressed? It's a pity that he doesn't need your heartache. ”

Wen Wan glared at her angrily: "How can you be so despicable and shameless at such a young age!" ”

"How do you speak? I think I'm pretty cute. She blinked innocently.

Wen Wan couldn't help but roll her eyes and pass by her.

She snorted dismissively and turned to leave.

……

The recording of the show did not end until 7 o'clock in the evening, and finally finished recording the first two episodes.

Qiao Ruoxin had a tired expression on her face and was about to go back to rest, when her phone rang.

She answered weakly: "Hey......"

"Sister Qiao, Mansion No. 7, hurry up." It was Bai Junyan's voice.

She sat up straight, a little strange: "What are you doing there?" ”

"Today is the second anniversary of your breakup with Mo Chen, celebrate, come quickly."

Honk...... Honk......

The second anniversary of the breakup...... Also anniversaries of the day???

Looking at the mobile phone page where the call ended, she looked inexplicable.

But he still said to the bodyguard: "Go to Mansion No. 7." ”

Half an hour later, Qiao Ruoxin arrived at Mansion No. 7.

This is a private club, and the people who can come and go here are rich and expensive, and the membership system and confidentiality measures are first-class.

After she walked into the box, except for Mo Chen, everyone was there.

Are these rich kids so idle?

Lan Ke was held in his arms by Bai Junyan and sat on the single sofa.

"Sister Qiao, sit here." Ji Haochuan said.

After two years, seeing Mochen's group of fox friends and dogs again, it is really a different kind of kindness.

Qiao Ruoxin sat in the center and glanced at Lan Ke: "You also gave him the first anniversary of the breakup?" ”

"That night, Mo Ye drank directly until his stomach bleed." Lan Ke said very seriously.

Her heart tightened, and her thick eyelashes fluttered uneasily.

At this time, Mo Chen finally arrived.

The waiter opened the box, Mo Chen changed into a black suit, put his hands in the trouser pockets, and walked into the box with an indifferent expression.

He sat beside Qiao Ruoxin with a blank face.

Bai Junyan suddenly spoke: "Congratulations on the second anniversary of the breakup, it's not easy, I'll present a song "Decent". ”

Lan Ke: "Then I can only have a song "Happy Breakup". ”

Ji Haochuan: "The classic old song "Breaking Up Always Happens on a Rainy Day". ”

Gu Mocheng: "Help me order a song "What kind of man" is it." ”

Lu Siheng: "......"

Qiao Ruoxin: "......"

This group of people is simply here to smash the field!

Mo Chen's face was tense, his face was gloomy, and he scolded a one-word swear word: "......"

He glanced at Qiao Ruoxin beside him, and said in a commanding tone: "Go, go home." ”

Then, Mo Chen got up and prepared to leave.

Ji Haochuan hurriedly stopped: "Hey, hey, it's hard to get together, can't we stop singing?" ”

At this moment, the box door was pushed open again, and Wen Wan entered.

"Why are you going to end as soon as I come?"