How long does it take to fall from the clouds to the dust?

In a thought.

With the connections in their hands, the Zhu brothers are still living happily after leaving Xingrui. But in just one day, their self-proclaimed solid connections were gone.

The most ironic thing is that no one cares about how they are.

Su Xingmu hurried to the Case Hotel, and on the way, she saw the photo on the headline.

Looking at this photo, her doubts became even stronger-

dared to post photos of Jing Zeheng, the media was either crazy or instructed.

She glanced at the account of @Essence Library's first photo, a well-known media, which can rule out the possibility of suddenly going crazy and wanting traffic to die.

So what is this......

Su Xingmu pondered for a moment and dialed Jing Zeheng's phone.

"Hey."

The phone was quickly connected, and listening to the voice, Jing Zeheng didn't seem to be too angry.

Su Xingmu calmed down, and simply said bluntly: "Mr. Jing, I will use your name......

"Needless to say, I know." Jing Zeheng interrupted her, "It's late today, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Su Xingmu touched the tone of Jing Zeheng's words, but he really didn't find any signs of his anger.

She could only say, "Okay, but Qi Shao took Jian Bai away, if it's convenient, can you please ask Qi Shao for a favor?" Jane Bai is wild, if she is offended, I apologize for her."

Jing Zeheng: "......?"

At the end of the day, today's story is a misunderstanding.

After Jing Zeheng learned that Su Xingmu was using him, he sent a photo of him and the child along the water, Shen Fanyin felt that the photo was Su Xingmu's hands and feet, and Su Xingmu thought that Qi Yan's actions were instructed by Jing Zeheng.

It's messy, especially after Qi Yan intervenes sideways.

In the Case Hotel, Jing Zeheng stuffed the room card to Shen Fanyin: "You rest first, I'll take a look, there are my pajamas in the room, you wear them first."

"Okay." Shen Fanyin nodded in response, brushed open the door of 8008, and closed the door tightly.

Guan Ran and her entries are still at the venue, Cheng Ye is waiting there, and he will send her home, but she doesn't have to worry about it.

She is now physically and mentally exhausted, and she just wants to change out of her dress and take a bath, and all the troubles will be solved tomorrow.

Jing Zeheng waited for Shen Fanyin to return to the room before knocking on the door of 8006.

The soundproofing was so good that he couldn't hear anything outside the door.

After waiting for a while, the door opened, and Qi Yan appeared behind the door, his hair was a little messy, he was wearing a nightgown, and he smelled of alcohol.

Seeing Jing Zeheng, he wiped his nose and asked, "Big brother, why are you here?" Didn't you accompany Xiao Yinyin to the award ceremony?"

Jing Zeheng looked at him, and instead of answering, he asked, "Are you alone?"

"Or else?" Qi Yan directly opened the door and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I wanted to have a sister to accompany me, but the sister ran away."

Jing Zeheng looked at Qi Yan and found that the corners of his eyes were a little red.

He was silent for a moment, then stepped inside.

Sure enough, there was only one Qi Yan in the room, he smashed it on the sofa, picked up the wine bottle on the coffee table and poured it, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, looked at Jing Zeheng and said, "Big brother, do you dare to believe that I let Qi Miao's son of a dog be yin?"

Jing Zeheng: "Waste."

"No, no, no, it's not my waste, it's that I haven't shamelessly treated him!" Qi Yan came to the spirit, waving his hand to justify.

Jing Zeheng interrupted him and asked directly, "What are you doing with Xingrui's public relations director?"

Qi Yan seemed to be choked by the throat, his face turned red, but he couldn't say a word.

Jing Zeheng frowned: "Give me a reason, Su Xingmu is waiting."

Qi Yan was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I said it was because my first love was very red when I met, do you believe it?"

Jing Zeheng: "Faith."

Qi Yan didn't seem to expect Jing Zeheng to believe it, so he was stunned and looked at him in astonishment.

Jing Zeheng dialed Su Xingmu's number in front of him, and said directly, "Your person has already left, and it is inconvenient for me to interfere with emotional problems."

It doesn't matter if he believes it or not, he can give an explanation that is acceptable to humans.

Su Xingmu breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said, "It's troublesome Mr. Jing, I'll go find Jian Bai again."

"Hmm," Jing Zeheng was silent for a moment, and added, "You can make a price for the photo."

Su Xingmu was slightly stunned, and then understood the misunderstanding behind this, and she smiled, "What did Mr. Jing say? I used your relationship with Miss Shen to block the gun to buy people's hearts, and I am very grateful if you don't care about me, how can you ask for it again?"

"There is labor."

Jing Zeheng hung up the phone and looked at Qi Yan: "You were seen when you robbed the people's daughter."

Qi Yan stiffened his neck to defend, "I'm just talking to her!"

Jing Zeheng: "At the hotel?"

Qi Yan was still unconvinced: "It's really just a chat! I didn't even touch a finger of her!"

Jing Zeheng: "You took people away."

"Let's talk! It's a chat!"

"Su Xingmu almost called the police."

「……」

When Jing Zeheng returned to 8008, Shen Fanyin was leaning on the sofa and wiping his hair.

She was wearing his pajamas, her trouser legs folded three times, and her clothes hung loosely on her body, inadvertently revealing one shoulder. The delicate makeup was washed clean, her cheeks were pink, her hair was a little messy, and her black and white eyes were no longer sharp, only soft and well-behaved.

Perhaps she didn't expect him to come back so quickly, she was a little panicked, and hurriedly stood up, holding her collar with her small hand, and whispered, "Brother, you, you're back."

"Hmm." Jing Zeheng answered, walked up to her and said, "It's okay, the man is gone."

"That's right." Shen Fanyin nodded his head.

Jing Zeheng lowered his eyes and looked at her and asked, "Are you hungry?" Take you to supper?"

Shen Fanyin was very entangled: "Hungry, but so sleepy."

As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't help but yawn.

Jing Zeheng chuckled and pinched her face, and asked, "Did you tell your grandmother today that you wouldn't be able to return at night?"

"No," Shen Fanyin shook her head, "I just said that it would be late to go home, so let her sleep first without waiting for me."

Jing Zeheng was silent for a moment and said, "Then let Aunt Zhang tell Grandma that you went back to Jingyuan to sleep tonight?"

"Is that okay?" Shen Fanyin's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Yes." Jing Zeheng rubbed her head, "I'll tell you."

"Brother, you're so nice!"

When Jing Zeheng called and asked the restaurant to deliver the food, Shen Fanyin asked, "Brother, what should I do about that photo?"

She doesn't care, but her brother is ......

Wouldn't there be fewer peach blossoms in the first place?

Jing Zeheng took a sip of water, and then said, "It's okay, hang it, the more you explain this kind of thing, the more chaotic it becomes, and no one will believe it."

Shen Fanyin frowned slightly: "Then what about your marriage?" jj.br>

She looked at Jing Zeheng sympathetically, and she could already foresee the tragic picture of him being urged to marry.

Jing Zeheng looked back at her: "Or, you will compensate me?"

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

Under the warm yellow light in the room, the corners of Jing Zeheng's mouth were smiling, his tie was loosened a little at some point, and the collar of his shirt that was torn open casually revealed wheat-colored skin.

He smiled, but his eyes were extraordinarily serious.

Shen Fanyin pursed her lips lightly, and nodded slowly after pondering for a long time: "It's not impossible for me to compensate you......

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