Zhao Mengyao picked up the mobile phone and dialed back, the other party quickly picked it up, her voice was arrogant and cold, and she didn't have the guilt of calling late at night to disturb people's dreams: "Did you sleep?" ”

Zhao Mengyao replied lightly: "Not yet." ”

"Don't forget tomorrow's shoot. I'll send someone to pick you up. ”

"I didn't forget, I just ...... I have no experience in commercials. "Before, Bai Jingyu said in front of so many people that he would replace Lin Meijing, the spokesperson of brand A lipstick, with Zhao Mengyao.

At that time, Zhao Mengyao thought that this was just to help her get angry, so she scared Lin Meijing like this.

After all, the spokesperson or something, must have signed a contract, if the company takes the initiative to terminate the contract, it is probably also a violation of the contract, and liquidated damages must be paid, right? Zhao Mengyao doesn't know much about this matter, but under normal circumstances, the spokesperson must not be changed casually.

So she never took it to heart.

A few days ago, when Bai Jingyu called her to inform her to shoot an endorsement advertisement for brand A lipstick, she was simply stunned.

Really? Not kidding?

Bai Jingyu yawned and replied lazily: "No experience is required. The idea behind this ad is to use your singing voice as a selling point. ”

"Let me sing?" Zhao Mengyao was slightly stunned, if she sang, she was indeed more confident.

"Yes. So it's very simple, and you're sure you'll be fine. ”

"You have so much faith in me, huh?"

Bai Jingyu snorted coldly and replied, "I have confidence in my vision. ”

"Okay, well, then I will try to live up to your ardent expectations!"

"Rest early!"

"Okay, so are you, good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Mengyao lay on the soft big bed, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

It's been more than half a month since that chaotic day before. Her life was unexpectedly peaceful.

Maybe that's what she wanted it to be.

As long as the relationship with Jiuye is completely severed, Zhao Mengyao can live a peaceful and comfortable life.

But...... Occasionally, rarely, in such a late night, when the moonlight as cold as water outside the window sprinkled on the bedside, Zhao Mengyao would occasionally think of the past.

I think of the time when she and everyone in Jiuye spent New Year's Eve together, set off fireworks together, played werewolf killing together, played cards together, ate, chatted, and joked together.

And the man.

The voice that spoke softly in her ear raised slightly at the end of the laugh. Always looking at her dotingly. Always put her first.

- Li Yinglong.

She rarely calls this name anymore.

What is he doing now?

Probably enjoying life in distant Italy with a big blonde and blue eye, right? Or is it fighting with other gangs?

In any case, Li Yinglong's world is far away from him.

It's hard to imagine that not long ago, they were still a husband and wife.

Zhao Mengyao turned over and slowly fell asleep.

At the same time. Italy.

A handsome man in a pure white cotton shirt reclined on a spacious dark red sofa, his legs folded, his fingers slightly bent, and his armrests tapping regularly. With the other hand, he lazily supported his chin, raised his narrow phoenix eyes, and stared coldly at the silent man who was half-kneeling in front of him.

"What are you going to do?"

"Young Master...... I want to leave Kuno. Youtian silently lowered his eyes, and his tone was light, as if he was talking about tomorrow's weather.

Li Yinglong narrowed his eyes dangerously and sneered: "You know the fate of betraying Jiuye, right? ”