Ye Xingguang was worried: [Otherwise, tell me, how do you explain the heel, so that you can not only prove that it is not domestic violence, but also not beat yourself in front of the staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau, I have a limited brain capacity, and I really can't think of a better way.] ]

Fu Zuo: ......

He couldn't think of it either.

Fu Zuo couldn't think of it, so he threw the problem to Ye Xingguang: [In short, the mess you made yourself, clean up by yourself!] ]

After thinking about it, Fu Zuo sent another message: [Miss Night, I'm also good for you, after all, you and Qing Ye are not the ones who decide to stay together for a lifetime, just each other's passers-by, if you are in the limelight now, after you separate in the future, how will the media ridicule you, do you think about yourself Can you bear that kind of gap?] ]

Fu Zuo posted three in a row: [Don't think I'm talking ugly, I'm just telling the truth, it's impossible for Qing Ye to fall in love with you, so the next time you post on Weibo, it's best to grasp the degree, just let the people know that Qing Ye treats you well, don't let the people mistakenly think that Qing Ye likes you, this is your whimsy!] ]

Obviously, what Fu Zuo said was the truth, but for some reason, Ye Xingguang just felt that no matter how he heard this, it made people feel uncomfortable.

She was a little stubborn and didn't want to deal with it anymore.

Fu Zuo waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Ye Xingguang to take the initiative to delete Weibo, and couldn't help muttering: "This Miss Night really has fantasies about Qing Ye." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the changing room at the racetrack was pushed open.

Ye Junqing and a few friends played in the racecourse for an hour, and the project of hundreds of millions of dollars had been negotiated in a relaxed entertainment, he took a shower, changed his clothes, and just walked out of the locker room, he heard Fu Zuo muttering.

The deep peach blossom eyes flashed imperceptibly, and Ye Junqing stepped out and threw out a sentence: "What are you fantasizing?" ”

"No ......"

Fu Zuo's heart was very empty, so his voice trembled a little.

Ye Junqing handed him a dose of majestic eyes, that glance, not angry and arrogant.

With the mentality of confessing leniently resisting and strictly going to death, Fu Zuo explained the ins and outs of the whole thing clearly, and finally self-examined: "I didn't expect Miss Ye to be such a scheming girl, and she wanted to take this opportunity to make the people mistakenly think that you have taken a fancy to her." ”

Fu Zuo felt that when Qing Ye saw the Weibo posted by Ye Xingguang, he would definitely be furious.

But he waited a long time......

It's like a little finger falling into the sea, without even a ripple.

Fu Zuo was stunned, secretly observing Ye Junqing's reaction, and unexpectedly found that Qing Ye was staring at Ye Xingguang's Weibo in a daze, like, fell into deep thought?

"Master Qing? What are you thinking? ”

This sentence, Fu Zuo asked three times in a row, and Ye Junqing replied: "Do you think she has a crush on me?" ”

"A man like you with status, status, beauty and wealth, what woman wouldn't take a fancy to you? When this night lady shook you, she resolutely refused to sign the rejection letter, clearly wanting to climb up to you, and now that she got her wish, she had to rack her brains to think about how to stay with you for a long time? Otherwise I wouldn't have climbed into your room last night......"

"Heh...... "She's just a little foolish fish egg that doesn't distinguish between left and right!"

Ye Junqing didn't explain, just walked to the single sofa, lazily embedded in the soft leather sofa, supported his chin with one hand, and with the other hand, boredly pinched the small fishtail of the mermaid jewelry on the keychain, pinched and pinched......