Today's audition Shen Miaoqing showed her best state, although her performance was good, her body was a little tired.

She didn't drive, just took a taxi back.

As soon as she came back, she remembered the events of last night, and Bo Tingshen's angry voice replayed it over and over again in her ears.

She sighed and headed into the room.

On the table, the broken picture frame was placed there, quietly.

She walked over, crouched down, her knees on the carpet, and took out some glue and tools from the cabinet next to her, gluing up the fragments of the frame little by little.

At dinner time, because of yesterday's incident, Shen Miaoqing didn't raise his head and say a word to Bo Tingshen from beginning to end, as if he deliberately avoided it.

Bo Ting was deeply aware of her emotions, and frowned unconsciously between his eyebrows when he saw the wounded wound in her hand.

He didn't ask, though, because when he got back upstairs, he knew the answer.

When he saw that the broken photo frame was glued up little by little, one side of Bo Tingshen's face was hidden in the darkness, but the emotion in his eyes was turbulent.

Shen Miaoqing sat on the bed and listened to the movement over there, she knew that Bo Ting would definitely see the glued photo frame when she entered that room.

She wanted to please him, but she didn't wait for the slightest reaction.

Taking advantage of Bo Tingshen's visit to the study, Shen Miaoqing sneaked into the room.

The picture frame that had been standing on the table was missing and was thrown into the trash can next to it.

Shen Miaoqing couldn't believe it, her eyes stopped at the photo frame, and she stood in place and was silent for a long time, her eyes lowering and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Still, the slight heaving of her chest was a sign that she was angry.

Yes, she's angry, she's angry.

She thought she would be happy if she did it, but in exchange he threw the frame in the trash.

For a while, Shen Miaoqing was angry and aggrieved in her heart, and ran directly to Bo Tingshen with the photo frame.

"Why did you throw this in the trash?" she asked, with an angry look on her face.

Bo Tingshen raised his head, his gaze moved from the picture frame to her face, and he frowned subconsciously.

Shen Miaoqing was so angry, walked up to him, and asked stubbornly, "You give me a reason." ”

Bo Tingshen stood up and pursed his lips, unable to see the emotion in his eyes.

"You don't want ......"

Before she finished speaking, she was pulled into his arms, she was angry, and after reacting, she struggled, "You haven't answered my question yet!"

Bo Tingshen didn't give her a chance to speak, and directly sealed her lips.

His strength is very strong, it is very easy to imprison her, the more Shen Miaoqing struggles, the tighter he is imprisoned, she is breathing tightly by his kiss, and she is inadvertently taken by him to the bed next door.

The lust in Bo Tingshen's eyes was obvious, Shen Miaoqing was difficult to resist, and he was semi-forced to do this.

She was still angry in her heart, but she was too tired to be tossed by him, so she could only fall asleep, and one of the thoughts before she fell asleep was that she must treat him coldly, and this matter can't just be left alone!

......

Zhang Huailin is one of Bo Tingshen's few friends, and the two have a good relationship and often get together for dinner.

The same is true today. Because Zhang Huailin is the management figure in the Xingyao Club and Qu Xiaolin's boss, the dining place is directly adjacent to the restaurant downstairs of the club.

As soon as Bo Tingshen came today, Zhang Huailin saw that he was in a bad mood.

As his friend, if Bo Tingshen doesn't want to say something, even if he asks it countless times, it is useless, Zhang Huailin understands, watching Bo Tingshen drink one by one, he has some thoughts in his heart.

"Worried?" Zhang Huailin asked.

Bo Ting drank a small half glass of wine and did not speak.

"Women's things?" Zhang Huailin asked tentatively, and laughed unconsciously, "If that's the case, you don't have to think about it, most women are hypocritical, and it's normal when you can't guess, don't ...... it."

Before he finished speaking, a sneer sounded around him, Qu Xiaolin came in when Zhang Huailin said the hypocritical sentence.

She held a document in her hand and said lightly: "This is an urgent document to be signed, you can take a look." These words were said to Zhang Huailin, in a businesslike tone.

Zhang Huailin looked at her with a smile, took the document, looked at the document with low eyes, and frowned deeper and deeper between his eyebrows.

With his appearance, Qu Xiaolin looked flustered, "What's wrong? What's wrong with the documents?"

Zhang Huailin's tone suddenly became serious, "What are you asking me to sign, isn't your name already lying on it?"

Qu Xiaolin's eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly took the document in his hand and looked through it, "How could it be my name......

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the signatory on it was blank.

How can there be any Qu Xiaolin's name! Her angry teeth itched, and when she looked up at Zhang Huailin, he was smiling proudly.

"You're still too tender. He retrieved the paper and re-signed it.

Zhang Huailin's usual pleasure is to trick Qu Xiaolin, and when he saw her angry and corrupt appearance, he was very happy.