The picture is a slightly dreamy and distorted photo, in an elegantly laid out restaurant, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl sits next to a floor-to-ceiling window, she bows her head slightly, a pair of extremely beautiful eyes are rendered amber by the golden sun, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her skin is crystal clear, the golden sunlight falls on the perfect side face, and a few strands of hair scattered on her face reflect the golden light.

Soon, there were a lot of voices licking the screen under this Weibo.

Some people also recognized that this was a certain eighteenth-tier star Xu Baiwei, and disdainfully thought that this was another marketing method.

Some people even picked up the entertainment news that Xu Baiwei had a miscarriage and was hospitalized a month ago.

Jiang Qingli took his mobile phone and flipped through the nearby Weibo, and sure enough, he saw his photo on it.

She hooked her lips, she wants to become a movie queen, in addition to her acting skills, she also has to be popular, although she doesn't have the acting skills of the movie queen for the time being, she doesn't mind using her appearance to stir up some heat, which is also extremely beneficial for selecting resources in the future.

After eating, Jiang Qingli went to the counter store to buy clothes, and Xu Baiwei is still not short of money, as the owner of the money, Feng Qiming is very generous to give money.

She picked out a lot of clothes suitable for the style of eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls, skirts, pants, tops, etc., as well as all kinds of shoes and accessories, and bought a lot of large bags and small bags.

When he finally wanted to go back, Jiang Qingli carried a bunch of shopping bags and smiled bitterly, fortunately, the physique of this body was much stronger than before, otherwise it might not be able to move.

She was standing in the doorway to stop the car and go back when a black Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of her.

Just when he felt that this car was a little familiar, the black window of the back seat suddenly rolled down, revealing a cold face with a deep outline, and the black eyes like an eagle flashed with a heroic color, Feng Qiming said to Jiang Qingli with a bad face: "Get in the car!" ”

"Mr. Feng's illness is cured?" Jiang Qingli showed a surprised expression.

Feng Qiming's eyes instantly became gloomy, and he said indifferently: "Get in the car, don't let me say it a third time!" ”

Jiang Qingli tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Then please raise your noble hand and open the car door." ”

She raised her hand slightly, signaling that both hands were full of things, and the free car was not sitting in vain.

Feng Qiming's face became even colder, and then the car door was opened from the inside.

Jiang Qingli first stuffed all the shopping bags in his hand and completely squeezed Feng Qiming to the other side.

He looked at the shopping bags that were about to pile up into a small mountain, and frowned: "What did you buy again?" ”

Jiang Qingli got into the car, closed the door, and separated Feng Qiming from a pile of shopping bags with a small mountain height, and said sarcastically: "Don't worry, it's all for women, and you don't have it." ”

"There's a charity auction tonight." Feng Qiming showed a hint of disgust.

"And then?" Jiang Qingli remembered that there was indeed such an auction party in the original plot, when Feng Qiming took Xu Baiwei to go, but he broke the siege for the heroine halfway, which successfully made the male protagonist misunderstand and jealous, and made Xu Baiwei even more jealous of the heroine.

"I need a female companion." The man looked at her coldly, couldn't he understand his subtext?

Jiang Qingli let out a long sigh, covered his mouth and yawned, and said: "But Mr. Feng, I've been worried lately, I don't have a good script to take, I can't sleep well, I'm afraid I don't have the energy to participate in any auction party." ”

Feng Qiming held back the anger in his heart: "Recently, an idol drama is being prepared, and I will ask Meng Gaoping to give you the script when I go back." ”

"Then thank you, Mr. Feng." Jiang Qingli thanked him lazily, and the perfunctory tone was not concealed at all.