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Although it was summer, the ground in the courtyard was a little cold.

Qiao Yan was lying so prickly, feeling that Gu Jinchuan's words were particularly harsh.

Mo Chenxi glanced at Qiao Yan condescendingly, her eyes were full of disdain and mockery, even a faint smile was a mockery, she pretended to suddenly realize, "Oh? It turned out to be Ye Ye Sheng's song. ”

Mo Chenxi bit the four words of Ye Ye Shengge very hard, as if the women who have been there are all women who come out of the dirty ditch.

In the end, Mo Chenxi forgave this half-luo woman who appeared in her fiancé's luxury car very knowingly, and said very generously, "Men, there will always be some entertainment, a man as good as Jinchuan always has some uninteresting pheasants who want to fly up." ”

In Mo Chenxi's mouth, Qiao Yan was the most inconspicuous pheasant.

The end of the matter was that Qiao Yan calmly tidied up his clothes and left under the word 'roll' in Mo Chenxi's voice.

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Qiao Yan dragged her tired body and called Qiu Ya.

The two met in Qiao Yan's apartment.

She experienced such a big 'catastrophe' yesterday and this morning, wasn't the original purpose to find evidence for Qiu Ya that Xia Xingguang was a scumbag?

She nested in the sofa and threw her mobile phone in front of Qiu Ya, and under the love light, Xia Xingguang hugged left and right was photographed very well.

Qiu Ya's face stiffened, yes, stiff, and she looked at the photo on her phone.

Long.

Qiao Yan wanted to go up to comfort him, but he was unexpectedly pushed away.

"Qiao Yan, I heard that you caused trouble yesterday, right?" Qiu Ya smiled coldly.

Qiao Yan felt that the other party's expression was wrong, she frowned and nodded, "Well, something happened a little bit." ”

Qiu Ya suddenly stood up from the sofa, "You Qiao Yan deserve it, you deserve to be like this!" You have worked hard to find my man's colorful photos at any cost? Thank you so much! ”

In my memory, they rarely quarreled, and the physical injuries would slowly heal, but what about the psychological injuries?

Qiao Yan looked at Qiu Ya who was close to the rampage with red eyes in surprise, and asked cautiously, "Qiu Ya, what's wrong with you?" ”

Qiu Ya snorted coldly, "What do you want to illustrate with these two photos now?" It means that I Qiu Ya is not attractive, my looks are not good, my figure is not good, I can't do anything, I lost to you since I was in school, and now that I graduated, your soul is in others, I still lose to you, Qiao Yan, have you found enough satisfaction in me? In other words, are you happy to see my man go out for fun? ”

She raised her eyebrows, as if she had endured it for a long time.

There are some things that have actually been discovered by the brain, but I resist accepting them in my heart, and of course I don't want others to do everything possible to find evidence.

Qiao Yan looked at Qiu Ya in front of him in a daze, not knowing what to say, and wanted to explain but found that he couldn't speak.

Qiu Ya threw her phone on Qiao Yan's body angrily, "I'll ask you, take care of my business, just pave your own way!" ”

Qiao Yan felt the dull pain of the phone smashing on her body, and looking at the back of Qiu Ya leaving angrily, she wondered for a moment if she had really done something wrong.

She murmured to the door that made a loud 'boom' sound, "But Qiu Ya, Xia Xingguang is really not a good man." ”

Qiao Yan's sky fell, and the ground also fell.

After spending three days and nights at home in a decadent state, she received a reminder of the company's activities.

At half past seven in the evening, in the dinner hall of the Hilton Hotel, there was a charity auction, and the company instructed her to bring her assistant to participate.

Qiao Yan tried to ask Director Tang a question, but if he didn't go, he wouldn't be able to do it.

Director Tang pointed out simply: don't count the breach of the contract.

Qiao Yan got up from the bed and was about to go out, and when she looked in the mirror, she was frightened by the people inside.

His face was like earth, and he was exhausted.

She didn't bother to take a good look at it, so let's do it, who can make a broken jar not break?

Hilton's resplendent ballroom.

A few works are displayed in the glass at the front, and the voices are full of people, so lively.

It's not so much a charity gala as a small social venue.

It brings together the powerful of the upper class, and there are also many people in the circle.

When two equally complex circles come together, a very simple phenomenon emerges.

It provides a goal for those who want to climb high branches, and a place for those who want to have fun.

And Qiao Yan didn't want to do anything, sitting listlessly on the chair, just wanting to end early.

Next to the seat is a huge aisle, with a red carpet in the middle, elegant and sophisticated.

She felt someone pass by and instinctively turned her head to look.

Lin Yuran held the shy little girl, the two talked and laughed, the girl's eyebrows and eyes were full of knowledge, and the mole on her lips was a bit similar to Qiao Yan.

She was startled, and then hurriedly lowered her head.

But after all, it was a lively banquet, and everyone was busy communicating, so those who sat upright naturally attracted some attention.

Lin Yuran naturally noticed the person in the seat, and then turned his head to look over, his face that was originally talking and laughing became a little stiff, and the female companion beside him also shifted his gaze.

Qiao Yan smiled wryly and said hello awkwardly, "Hello Mr. Lin." ”

Lin Yuran's eyes were a little ruddy, and he turned around to leave, but was pulled by the female companion beside him.

The little girl smiled brightly and walked towards Qiao Yan, "You're the one who shoots the advertisement, right, that ice cream, right?" ”

She thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered.

Qiao Yan is glad for Lin Yuran, there are really few such simple girls in the upper class and the entertainment industry.

But people who seem innocent are not really innocent.

She smiled and before she could speak, the little girl spoke, "I thought there were such big names in this party, how can any newcomer who shoots commercials come." ”

After speaking, he took Lin Yuran's hand and snorted coldly, "How can the current newcomers be the same as Internet celebrities one by one, it looks good on the video, but when I see the real person, I will lose the score instantly, I really die of seeing the light." ”

Qiao Yan's friendly smile stiffened on her face, her battle value today was zero, and she didn't want to fight.

But Qiao Yan is principled, and she silently thought in her heart: these two provocations should be regarded as gifts, and if you say one more sentence, then fight.

People can do without anything, but there must be two things, the bottom line and the principle.

The little girl continued to say sarcastically, "Hey, I knew that even this kind of little coffee could come, so I won't come, it's really a loss of status, Brother Yuran, don't you say?" ”

Lin Yuran was stiffly dragged and walked two steps without speaking.

Qiao Yan stood up, his voice crisp, "Brother Yuran." ”

The little girl thought she had auditory hallucinations, and turned around in surprise, Qiao Yan had already walked up.

Yi smiled and looked at Lin Yuran generously, "Brother Yuran, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Lin Yuran moved his brows, looking at Qiao Yan sadly and happily, that kind of expression was much richer than when he looked at the little girl.

Song Jing'er thought that Li Yuran was just cold, but when she saw it today, she realized that it was not her who was hot.

But she didn't believe that Lin Yuran would heat a woman who was inferior to her in all aspects.

Song Jing'er looked at Qiao Yan, who was haggard and in poor spirits in front of her, raised her hand and tapped her shoulder, "What kind of goods are you?" ”

Qiao Yan raised the corners of his mouth, pointed to the mole on the side of his mouth, and said lightly, "Although I don't know which way I am, I know that you are my imitation." ”

Song Jing'er suddenly realized why Lin Yuran's eyes always stayed on the mole on his lips when he looked at him.

"Lin Yuran? Who's this? There's her and I today! ”

Song Jing'er asked domineeringly, the meaning is very clear, you choose one, the one who is chosen stays, and the one who is not chosen gets out.

Qiao Yan smiled at Lin Yuran and didn't speak.

After Lin Yuran took a deep breath, he walked to the bright crystal lamp with Qiao Yan.

Song Jing'er stomped her feet angrily, she became an A-goods, what face did she have to stay here?

She turned her head and left the table angrily.

There was crystal clear red wine at the crystal lamp, and Lin Yuran said astringently, "You and Gu Shao, is it true?" ”

Qiao Yan picked up a glass of wine, drank it all, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm sorry, Lin Yuran, I'm a person who wades into troubled waters, no one can ask me to have clean feet, right?" ”

When she said this, she smelled of wind and dust.

Lin Yuran's expression was sincere, "Qiao Yan, if you want me, I can give it to you." ”

The most commendable thing about a man is that he gives you what you want regardless of his previous suspicions.

A woman, a beautiful woman, and most importantly, a conscience.

She shook her head, pretending to be heartless, "You've seen my unclean feet, how can I be embarrassed to pretend to be a blank piece of paper, maybe you can give what I want, but I really, I can't bear to take it from you, in short, thank you, if I fly on the branches, the first person to return is you." ”

She raised her eyebrows and picked up another glass of wine, but was stopped by Lin Yuran, who grabbed her slender arm, "You should repay me, drink a little less, look at your yellow and thin face, how long should it be since you have eaten well?" ”

As soon as his words fell, Qiao Yan felt a shadow enveloping him, to be exact, two.

She looked back weakly, heh, it's really not that enemies don't meet.

Mo Chenxi was wearing a lace-embellished long skirt, and looked nobly at Gu Jinchuan's arm, like a proud peacock.

And the person she was holding, Gu Jinchuan, was dignified, sneered, and his eyebrows were full of mockery, "Lin Gongzi doesn't care about his previous suspicions?" It's really a pair of 'good stories' in the circle. ”