Sounds pretty good.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve smiled, "It seems that it is indeed very wise to choose Mingxi and choose you." ”

Maz actually still wants to drag people over to be models, the two of them talked a few more words Song Chinese New Year's Eve and heard it, she was in a good mood and told Maz about her possible next arrangements, even the party began, there were fewer and fewer people in the aisle, and she was left alone without noticing.

In the darkness of the corner, a pair of eyes looked at the girl with a peach blossom smile on the phone, and the needle in the palm of her hand was pinched more and more urgently.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve was about to say goodbye to Maz, swaying from side to side, his eyes inadvertently fell to the ground, looking at the elongated other shadow on the ground for a moment before he reacted, "Who-"

Before Song Chinese New Year's Eve could turn back, he felt something cold and sharp piercing his neck, and the fluid flowing in quickly paralyzed the entire nerves, and finally his neck was crooked and disappeared into darkness.

Xu Baiqing took the phone that she hadn't had time to hang up, ruthlessly ignored the unfinished voice over there, and slid down and hung up.

……

"At least I... Feed? Feed? Chinese New Year's Eve?? Maz was stunned for a moment, why did Song Chinese New Year's Eve hang?

"What's wrong with my goddess?!" Jones just came out of the elevator with the president and director when he heard Maz shouting the name of Song Chinese New Year's Eve.

Maz panicked inexplicably, "I don't know, I was chatting so well that suddenly there was no sound!" ”

"Maybe something happened suddenly or I accidentally hung up." The director was obviously very impressed by Song Chinese New Year's Eve, a young model who could capture Jones's heart at a young age.

Maz nodded, dialing another one.

"I'm sorry, but your call went unanswered—" The standard female voice rang out.

Maz's eyebrows furrowed, and he suddenly heard the voice of the president, who he had subconsciously forgotten.

"Chinese New Year's Eve? Is that the girl who came to shoot the 'prey' at A University? ”

Maz: "Mr. Yun..."

Yun Songyue suddenly thought of a person, and thought of calling herself that day and telling her to dispose of Qin Weizhou, who ran away from Xiaoyu.

"Do you have a picture of her?"

Maz: "Huh? ”

Jones couldn't wait to take out his phone like a treasure and press it.

"My lock screen is!"

Yun Songyue twisted her eyebrows, a little unsure.

Jones: "What's wrong with Mr. Yun?" ”

Yun Xiangyue shook her head, "It's nothing, you guys are busy." ”

Leaving Maz, who was still looking at his phone uneasily, and Jones, who was dazed, Yun Songyue walked to the office and called Qin Weizhou.

"Hello? What is my sister-in-law's name? ”

Qin Weizhou: "What are you asking for?" ”

Yun Xiangyue shrugged, "There is a girl named Chinese New Year's Eve and a photographer in my studio was on the phone, and suddenly hung up, he was a little worried, the phone couldn't get through, last time you didn't ask me to teach me a part-time run, or the one who asked me to lock him up in a drug rehabilitation center and not let him come out, it happened to be the day in charge of her coming home, I thought of it." ”

Qin Weizhou's attention fell on a few words that couldn't get through on the phone, and he dropped two words lightly, "It's her." ”

Then he hung up the phone and dialed Song Chinese New Year's Eve instead.

"I'm sorry you called..."

He turned on the computer next to him and pressed the key to check the location in Song Chinese New Year's Eve's mobile phone.

Outside.

On the move.

It's not slow.

She was in the car.

But tonight she should be in the auditorium to see the show.

Qin Weizhou's face turned completely dark, and he suddenly got up and dialed a phone call.