Yang Xiaoran was very resistant to Xijing, but when she thought that she no longer had a video in her hand, her fear decreased a little, and her hatred doubled.

As soon as he saw Yang Xiaoran, Xijing was at a loss for what to do.

After sitting down and talking about the record, Xijing began to shed tears and apologize, and the gradual process was very layered, and it was difficult to make people doubt.

"Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom." Xijing rubbed his reddened eyes and walked to the bathroom.

She took off her coat, turned her skirt upside down and knotted it in half to turn it into a short skirt, tied her hair up, put on a mask, and climbed out of the high window of the bathroom.

After looking around the street, Xijing walked towards a motorcyclist who was parked on the side of the road and was making a call.

Xijing waited for him to finish the call, and said with a smile, "Hello sir, can you do me a favor?" ”

“？”

"That's right, my brother is chasing the girl and wants to create a chance for him to be a hero and save beauty."

"Huh?" The driver didn't know why, and his instinct was wary of strangers wearing masks.

Xijing directly took out 10,000 cash and handed it to the driver, saying: "Whether you can achieve a good marriage depends on you." A small thank you is not a tribute. ”

The motorcyclist was shocked, thought for two seconds and agreed.

"You say, I'll do my best."

"After a while, you'll find the right opportunity to crash into my sister, but you can't really hit it, and you have to pinch the brakes well. But the brakes can't be too early, there is no sense of crisis...... In this way, you brake without braking, and hit it slowly. ”

"Ah???h

"Anyway, it's just hitting people without hurting people." Xijing didn't want to leave a flaw, "Then the person is fine, you can scold a few words angrily, just go." ”

"That's it?"

"That's all." Xijing nodded, "My sister is wearing a long white dress, a small lace coat, and her hair is very long and scattered. ”

After explaining the matter, Xijing returned from the high window of the bathroom.

Spread your hair, put down your long skirt, put on your coat, and walk to the private room.

The half-hidden door can be seen Yang Xiaoran holding Shen Zhinian's hand to complain, Shen Zhinian frowned and tried to withdraw his hand several times but failed. He was very sympathetic to Yang Xiaoran, but there was still a little disgust.

At the beginning, that An Lin had Yang Xiaoran's share.

"I'm back." Xijing pretended to be a face, and the expression that he had seen but pretended not to see, his eyes fell on the two of them and left gloomily.

When he walked out of the door after eating, Xijing stole the mobile phone from Shen Zhinian's pocket and threw it on the cushion of the chair.

Shen Zhinian didn't have a driver's license yet, and his assistant was not available today, so he had to take a taxi back.

Xijing suddenly exclaimed: "Eh, where's my phone." ”

Bow your head and rummage through the bag for a while to find it.

Shen Zhinian smiled and said, "Isn't it in your hands?" ”

"Huh?" Xijing smiled embarrassedly.

Then Shen Zhinian subconsciously touched his mobile phone, but he didn't touch it.

"You wait here for a while, I'll go back and find out."

As soon as he left, Xijing began to perform.

"How's Miss Yang's leg?" Xijing deliberately angered her, "It seems that she doesn't walk well, is it because she was injured while filming?" ”

Yang Xiaoran almost exploded when she heard it, what does it mean that walking is not smooth, she is about to become lame.

Xijing had already seen the motorcyclist on the side of the road, his hand on the accelerator ready to rush up.

"Miss Yang, I'm sorry, I'm not very good at talking......" Seeing that Yang Xiaoran's face was not good, Xijing hurriedly held her hand and apologized constantly, and dragged her to the side of the road.

But looking at it, it was like being forced backwards by Yang Xiaoran step by step.