Ye Jing also took his hand, but he didn't feel anything else, but he would subconsciously reject it.

  The contrast between these two completely different things made his mind a little stunned.

  He noticed that Ye Jing was following behind, and suddenly a trace of weakness and discomfort flashed on his face, and he withdrew his hand back, but Zhao Qiqi grabbed it very tightly.

  "Zhao, Zhao Seventeen......"

  Seventeen pursed her lips, pulled him out of the studio with a stuffy head, and returned to her dressing room, in fact, her thoughts were very complicated along the way.

  Soul piercing this kind of thing, even if she exposes it, he won't admit it, right?

  I don't think she's sick.

  She was obviously holding her husband's hand, but she was no longer the same person inside.

  She wanted to cry, she wanted to lose her temper, and she wanted to beat this person up.

  But in the face of Sheng Jiashen's body, she was reluctant.

  Her mind was in a mess, and she didn't hear what he said, as soon as she entered the dressing room, she hugged him with her eyes closed, she knew that he would definitely push her away coldly, maybe today was not to dispel her suspicions, but to find her for a showdown.

  Whatever the purpose, when facing this body, she still wants to hug nostalgically.

  During this time, she was really sad.

  She didn't know where Sheng Jiashen went, but this embrace made her feel warm and safe for a short time, so familiar, his body temperature and breath made her eyes sour.

  Sheng Jiashen felt that if he didn't say anything, the misunderstanding would be really too big!

  Especially when he saw Ye Jing close the door of the dressing room, even Zhao Seventeen's assistant was locked out, and Ye Jing was looking at them coldly, his scalp was numb, and a momentary weakness made him immediately push Zhao Seventeen away.

  "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person, I'm not Sheng Jiashen-"

  He took a deep breath, and before he finished speaking, Zhao Qiqi himself took two steps back, and his face turned cold: "Finally willing to admit that you are not him, let's say, where did my brother go?" How the hell did you get in! ”

  Sheng Jia tilted his head slightly, his face puzzled.

  Ye Jing still didn't say anything at this time, but at this time, she was also a little puzzled.

  She didn't speak all the time, just to see Zhao Qiqi's reaction when she saw this man.

  She did see it, Zhao Qiqi thought of him as Sheng Jiashen at first sight, but now, what was she talking about?

  Zhao Qiqi clenched his fists, glanced back, and said, "Sister Jing, I want to talk to him alone, can you go out first?" ”

  Ye Jing didn't move, her face was pale: "Maybe I have to be present for your conversation." ”

  Zhao Qiqi frowned, not understanding what she meant, at this moment, Sheng Jia sighed and said, "I'm Shen Ting, you admit your mistake, but you didn't have time to explain just now." ”

  As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Qiqi quickly, and then turned his gaze to the direction of the dresser.

  Not surprisingly, she was his younger sister, but why did he feel so familiar when he saw her, and even in his heart-

  After realizing his thoughts, his face was also a little ugly.

  Even though he didn't have that kind of affection between men and women for Ye Jing, in front of her, he had an impulse similar to palpitations to another woman, or even a woman who was his younger sibling, this kind of thought was really undesirable.

  Zhao Qiqi listened to his words, as if she had been struck by lightning on the spot, her eyes widened, and her hands subconsciously held on to the edge of the dressing table, "Impossible!" ”