At the entrance of Etude's House dessert shop, through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Lin Qingqing saw Wei Ya at a glance. It was as if she had some kind of shielding effect, and the people around her seemed to be out of place with her, and she herself was in a different dimension.

That woman's temperament is outstanding, and she knew it from the first time she met Lin Qingqing. However, she could also feel Wei Ya's hostility towards herself, and such two people probably couldn't be friends.

After straightening his hair, Lin Qingqing pushed open the door of the dessert shop and walked in. Warm yellow light poured overhead, and everything in the room became gentle.

Looking at this exquisitely decorated Internet celebrity dessert shop, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but be a little surprised. For a woman with Wei Ya's temperament, it should be normal to choose a high-end coffee shop.

However, in front of you, the dessert shop in front of you, with its pink painted walls, pink sofas, white tables, huge Holly Kitty doll decorations, and warm yellow lights overhead, the smell of sweet and greasy cakes and milk tea wafting through the room.

Such a girly dessert house made Lin Qingqing feel a little out of place. She tugged at the Hermes bag on her shoulder, and then walked to Via's seat by the window.

The bag on her shoulder was just bought by Ou Yuanlan for her, saying that it was a reward for her winning the model competition.

But Lin Qingqing, who has never admired big names, couldn't help but feel a little painful when he learned that a bag needed 200,000 yuan.

I knew that the place where Wei Ya asked her to meet today was just a dessert shop, and she really shouldn't have carried this bag. Otherwise, compared with the people around me, I always feel that I have the illusion of an upstart.

"Sit down, Miss Lin." Wei Ya placed a dessert list in front of her and let her choose for herself.

"Thank you." After sitting down opposite Wei Ya, Lin Qingqing said politely. "Please give me a cup of lemon grapefruit tea." Glancing at the list in front of her, she turned to the waiter.

Hearing what she ordered, Wei Ya couldn't help but laugh dumbly. "What? Miss Lin is afraid of fat? Her tone was not sarcastic, but mocking.

Smiling politely, Lin Qingqing responded: "Sweets are not only not good for maintaining body shape, but also cause skin oxidation to accelerate aging. So I advised Miss Wei Ya to eat less, after all, as a model, the face is still very important. ”

She lowered her voice before saying this last sentence. It's a crowded place, and their profession is to show off in public. It would be embarrassing to be recognized in this place.

It seemed that Lin Qingqing's concerns had been discovered, and Wei Ya smiled nonchalantly. "Miss Lin, don't worry, the design of the booth in this dessert shop is very secret, and no paparazzi will find you."

It was only at this time that Lin Qingqing noticed that the booths here were all partitions that were nearly one person high. When I first entered the door, I saw that some tables were placed randomly, but the table near the inside was a special partition.

"And." Wei Ya gently picked up a piece of chocolate mousse with the delicate little fork in her hand and fed it into her mouth. "I don't care about the face." She said it lightly, as if that was really the case.

There is probably no woman in this world who doesn't care about her face, Lin Qingqing thought. Otherwise, how can there be such a saying that a woman's money is best earned?

Those skin care products on the market, whitening, anti-aging, are just a small jar, thousands or even tens of thousands. Those women are rushing to buy it, not just to have a beautiful face.

Without waiting for Lin Qingqing to refute, Wei Ya picked up a large piece of mousse and fed it into her mouth. "Life is already so bitter, you have to eat something sweet to live it." She said suddenly.

I don't know if it's my own illusion, Lin Qingqing actually saw a trace of sadness in Wei Ya's eyes. Just like the sentence just now, it was really her personal feelings.

A cup of lemon grapefruit tea was served not long after, and a few lemons floated in the pale yellow tea, and the fragrance of grapefruit and lemon fragrance came out together, making people smell very comfortable.

"Miss Wei Ya, what are you looking for me today?" Lin Qingqing took a sip of the glass, and then asked slowly.

From the time they sat down until now, the two have been talking some inconsequential nonsense. But for the purpose of today's appointment, Lin Qingqing is still confused until now.

silently put down the small fork in her hand, and Wei Ya's expression became serious again. It seems that the woman who was soaked in soda just now and was a little sentimental was just Lin Qingqing's illusion.

"Miss Lin, I hope that no one will know about what you saw me in the hospital today." She looked up, her eyes full of menace. "Or rather, I don't want to hear about it from other people's mouths."

Originally, the atmosphere between the two was not tense, but after Wei Ya said this, the air between the two instantly became tense.

"Huh." Lin Qingqing snorted coldly. "Miss Wei Ya is threatening me? Or are you begging me? She questioned.

Although she is not such a difficult person to talk to, she has never thought of meddling or revealing other people's gossip privacy. But Wei Ya's tone at the moment made her extremely unhappy, and that threatening tone was particularly easy to stimulate a person's aggressiveness.

Seeing Lin Qingqing's uncooperative attitude, Wei Ya was also a little angry. "Miss Lin, I don't think you want to experience how sad it is to be a model, right? If you continue to be in this uncooperative attitude, I will do my best to make you feel it well. "The raised eyebrows are undoubtedly a provocation.

Although this sentence did not reveal much information, Lin Qingqing subconsciously linked Wei Ya's words with what she suffered some time ago.

The dress skirt that was deliberately destroyed, the black material that was exposed with the championship, and those black powders. Could it really be that the person in front of you did it? Although Lin Qingqing was not sure, she could feel that she was clearly angry.

"If you don't want anyone to know, you can't do it unless you do." She grimaced and threw down a cold sentence. "Miss Wei Ya, instead of thinking about how to deal with the aftermath, you should think about how to do things cleanly."

At this moment, Lin Qingqing was definitely possessed by Ou Yuanlan, her cold and sharp eyes, disdainful tone, and the ease of getting up and leaving directly were definitely the female version of Ou Yuanlan.

rushed out of the dessert shop and returned to the car, Lin Qingqing's hands trembled slightly. She never thought that she would have such an aggressive side.