Tang Jiuqian and Si Huaqing met at the Lan Tingyue Hotel, which is high-end and private, and many artists like to dine here.

Tang Jiuqian's favorite thing about this hotel is that there is no monitoring in all rooms.

Tibetan men are the most suitable!

"Well, I've arrived, don't worry, I'll wait for you." Tang Jiuqian smiled slightly and said to the man on the other side of the phone, his eyes aimed at the floor-to-ceiling ancient wood carved screen in the room.

The screen has been moved a little bit to create a small space with the curtains on the corner windows.

Chenluo and Kling stood inside, quietly waiting for Si Huaqing to come.

A listening device had been installed under the square table, and a small video recorder was placed among the flowers used for decoration, aimed at Tang Jiuqian's face.

Tang Jiuqian looked at the video recorder for a while, got up and sat opposite, swiping her phone idly, she also likes to hang out on Weibo now.

Because after Qin Xueer was frantically attacked and scolded by netizens, she followed Tang Jiuqian's example to open a live broadcast to clarify, admitting her mistakes first with tears in her eyes, and then trying to deny other dirty news, netizens didn't buy it at all.

Some methods can be used once, and if they are used again, no one will believe it anymore.

Tang Jiuqian smiled and watched Qin Xueer being attacked by the whole network, being criticized by the media, being terminated and fired by the live broadcast platform and DR company, and the scandal was over, and she was embarrassed.

As for Qin Xue'er's heart and mind as the Yuan Shao who relied on her, she was even stingy with a look, and some paparazzi squatted until Qin Xue'er was driven out of Yuan Shao's villa by the servants, and sat on the ground and cried without any image.

"It turned out that I didn't even climb up the bed, and I hugged my thighs so unsuccessfully."

"Sure enough, the bed of the young master is not the same as the bed of a married man."

“.....”

The Internet was full of Qin Xue'er's jokes, and Tang Jiuqian was no exception, thinking of everything that the original owner had encountered before, her smile was a little more cheerful.

Qin Xue'er, don't cry in a hurry, there is still something behind.

The door was pushed open, and a man in a silver-white suit stepped in, with a handsome figure, an elegant face like a fairy, and eyes as gentle as water, "Qianqian." ”

Tang Jiuqian looked at him with a smile, sitting still, the man came over and leaned over to kiss her on the forehead, Tang Jiuqian bowed her head shyly, and let Si Huaqing kiss her hair.

She didn't care much about it, but she wanted Chenluo to see it.

That's not too much of a hassle.

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat, the lobster in this store is good, do you want to try it." Si Huaqing sat down opposite Tang Jiuqian in a soft voice, and was clearly captured by the video recorder without his knowledge.

Tang Jiuqian's smile widened, "It's all good, I'll listen to you." ”

Si Huaqing didn't know anything, and after ordering the food, he looked at the beloved girl in front of him softly, "I haven't had time to say it yet." ”

"Say what?" Tang Jiuqian tilted his head in confusion.

"I'm so proud of you." Si Huaqing's eyes were shrouded in a warm light of pride, he looked at Tang Jiuqian fixedly, and repeated softly, "I'm proud of you." ”

Tang Jiuqian cupped her face and smiled, "I'm worth it, ah yes, I want a thin blanket, can you help me get it." ”

"Okay, wait until I get back." Si Huaqing did not doubt him, and walked out of the room quickly.

Behind him, Tang Jiuqian was throwing white pills into his wine glass.

The pill was submerged in the liquor, sizzling, and disappearing into a string of bubbles.

Tang Jiuqian gently knocked on the wall of the cup, a cold smile bloomed at the corner of her lips, and her eyes were dark.

It's really exciting to extract a confession, why didn't she bring a small leather whip and candles.