Chapter 392: The Painting Style Really Doesn't Look Like You
Zhao Qiqi was a little frustrated, but for now, there was only this way.
Reduce the same frame between them, wait for a while, and then deny this non-existent relationship.
It's just that she's a little scared, Sheng Jiashen, will he believe her?
Zhao Qiqi was discharged from the hospital in the afternoon, and after returning to the hotel, he learned from the hotel staff that Zhao Mingzhu had a big fuss in the hotel and refused to go back, and was slapped by her mother, giving her two choices, either go now and never go home, she doesn't recognize this daughter, or go back with her now.
Zhao Mingzhu wanted to call someone, and finally cried and followed her parents home.
The hotel staff told this as a joke, and when Wang Qiu heard it and told Zhao Qiqi, she didn't react, as if she was listening to something that had nothing to do with her.
Wang Qiu can actually understand that there is such a sister, it is better not to mention it.
continued to rest in the afternoon, Ye Jing didn't leave, and planned to stay in S City to accompany Zhao Qiqi to finish filming the advertisement and go back together.
Zhao Qiqi sat alone in the luxurious presidential suite, with a game on the computer, and the character Qiushui was dressed in white on the screen, but he was a little lonely and at a loss Standing on the city gate.
This time yesterday, he was teaching her to play the game.
Zhao Qiqi kept thinking about what he was going to tell her yesterday, what would he say to her if those things hadn't happened last night?
The head of the thought was big, and the hand unconsciously clicked on the WeChat dialog box again.
She leaned back on the sofa and edited the words for a long time, but she couldn't send them.
She didn't have much confidence in front of him.
Now that she is riddled with scandals, what qualifications do she have to tell him that she likes it?
Zhao Qiqi was really angry with herself, she put down the phone, leaned back on the sofa and was stunned for a while, the phone dingdong rang, she almost breathed tightly, and immediately went to check.
But it disappointed her, it wasn't from him.
She weakly clicked on Cheng Yuzhe's WeChat chat box.
Cheng Jingzhe: Out of order?
Sister Seventeen: Don't mention this to me!
Cheng Jingzhe:, I'm so angry, I was lost for a few seconds when I saw the news, thinking that my little star was snatched away, but now I look at your reaction.
Cheng Jingzhe: Chen Geshen rejected you?
Seventeenth Sister: [Duel]
Cheng Jingzhe: [Hug] Don't be sad, brother's shoulder lends you to lean, is it really not possible to have a little love with you?
Seventeenth Sister: Get out, get out!
Zhao Qiqi was so angry with him that she crackled and typed.
Sister Seventeen: It's not what you think it is! Weibo nine months ago has long been abandoned, and the scandal nine months later is fake! But now that the two of them are together, I can't say anything right, I'm too difficult!
Cheng Jingzhe: Wow! I can see from your swear words that you are crazy and crazy, but you actually had a crush on Chen Geshen, and the painting style really doesn't look like you.
Her trumpet Weibo is full of melancholy, a cautious crush sadness, and a kind of torture of being trapped by something.
are not the same as the Zhao Seventeen he knows.
The Zhao Qiqi he knew was a girl with a more optimistic, energetic, and hard-working personality, and there was no haze of negative energy in the whole person.
Because that's not her Weibo at all.
Zhao XVII thought to himself.
Sister Seventeen: Anyway, if you meet someone about me, don't say anything.
Cheng Jingzhe: You know, am I so unreliable?
Cheng Jingzhe: Then do you have any big melons, say them and let me eat enough at one time.
Seventeenth Sister: ......
She doesn't have any melons left, and she may be going to eat bitter melons tonight.