"Did Wei Shi call you?"
"Not yet. She probably thinks I'm still live broadcasting. What's wrong?"
Huanong squatted on a chair and ate snail noodles. A variety show was playing on the tablet in front of him.
Lu Jing'an sat diagonally across from her, staying far away as if he was afraid of the smell of snail noodles getting to him.
"Do you know Ming Zhao?"
Huanong raised his eyebrows: "How do you know her? She is my newly signed artist, but she has left the company due to evil intentions."
Lu Jing'an told Huanong what happened in Qin Town.
Huanong listened and actually nodded.
"If it were her, I would understand. After all, they broke up on bad terms at the beginning."
"This girl has evil intentions. She would betray her contemporaries in order to become famous. She has just joined the entertainment industry as an intern. If she gets a certain status in the entertainment industry, she might even get involved with me."
"Eradicate the roots?" Lu Jing'an asked.
Quinlan came up with dinner, and the two of them stopped talking. Huanong quietly ate her snail noodles, and Lu Jing'an cut the steak elegantly and dignifiedly. In comparison, they looked like a gangster and a noble.
Quinlan looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh.
When a man reaches a high position and has power and money, he can make any demands on the woman around him, ask her to be dignified, ask her to be virtuous, ask her to consider the overall situation and be a lady, but Mr. Lu does not. He respects Mrs. Lu. The appearance is like God who can accept every special life equally.
Superior people demand themselves.
The inferior demands of others.
Lu Jing'an interpreted this sentence very well.
Huanong's slovenliness and lack of care about his image seemed not worth mentioning here.
Lu Jing'an! Never ask for Huanong.
"Would you like to take a bite of my snail noodles?"
Huanong's questioning voice broke in between the sounds of noodles and the clinking of knives and forks in the restaurant. Lu Jing'an looked up and saw Huanong's eager eyes.
He cut a piece of steak and handed it to her.
Huanong wanted to pick it up with chopsticks, but the man dodged.
She curled her lips...opened her mouth and bit it.
The person who ate the steak was so happy that he was shaking his head and tail like a fox.
Just looking at it, Lu Jing'an felt so weak in his heart.
"Huanong, do you know what's the difference between you and other rich kids?"
"I'm better looking than them."
Lu Jing'an: "It's easier for you to be content than they are."
Huanong paused with his chopsticks: "Isn't that nonsense? Do you know how hard my life is? In order for me to live and inherit my father's inheritance, and not to be killed by those illegitimate children outside, my mother has given me so much since I was six years old. I take various martial arts classes.”
"I earn every extra day I live, how can I be dissatisfied?"
Quinlan: .........so miserable? She started learning martial arts at the age of six. No wonder her fighting ability is so strong.
"Someone sent you an invitation and it arrived at home." Huanong had just finished eating and was eating in the living room when he received a call from Yang Xian.
"who?"
"Bo Lian and Nan Qingqing," Yang Xian opened the invitation and saw the protagonist inside.
"Who is the sender?"
"Bo Lian."
"When did your relationship with Bo Lian become so good? Can you even receive wedding invitations from others?"
"Do you think Nan Qingqing will invite me?" Considering her relationship with Nan Qingqing, even if Nan Qingqing invites her to the wedding, he is definitely trying to trick her into killing her.
I'm afraid people will feel uncomfortable seeing me at the wedding.
………………
"What are you doing? Who are you?"
In the United States, Mingzhao had just come back from the hotel swimming pool, wearing a nightgown.
The person who was about to take a shower was suddenly knocked at the door.
When he opened the door, he saw four or five tall, dark-skinned men standing at the door.
Mingzhao panicked and asked them what they wanted to do in fluent English, but no one responded.
"Who asked you to come?"
"Who asked us to come, doesn't Miss Mingzhao know very well?" The bodyguard stepped aside, and then the man's face was revealed. Gong Qi was dazzling wherever he went, and his mixed-race Chinese and foreign appearance made people notice it at a glance. A pair of red phoenix eyes can give people a charming feeling even when looking at people.
"I don't know." Subconsciously, Mingzhao felt that the man in front of him was not easy to mess with, and his evil aura was too strong, making it impossible to breathe.
"Don't know? Then let me help you recall the memories, the Hermès bag, and the camera."
"I do not know what you're talking about."
"You don't know what we are talking about, so why are you hiding? You are quite capable of running all the way from Beijing to Hong Kong to the United States!"
Mingzhao thought in her heart that if she did such a thing, Huanong would definitely find out, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.
She just arrived in the United States yesterday and was caught today.
Gong Qi stood at the door and stared at the person. When he saw her trying to close the door, he coughed slightly. The bodyguard beside him understood immediately and reached out to block the door.
Gong Qi pushed the door open and walked in. In a blink of an eye, he saw a rare leather bag on the desk. Although he, an old man, didn't understand these things, he could still recognize who it belonged to.
"How can an eighteenth-level star with few works be able to afford such an expensive bag? The financial backer behind Miss Mingzhao is quite powerful!"
Gong Qi lifted the bag with his fingertips and looked around: "What do you think would happen if the real wife of the financial owner knew about this?"
"Will they rush to the United States and peel off your skin?"
"Tell me about you, can't a little girl learn something good at a young age? Why should she learn to be someone else's mistress? There are not many other people around Xu Jiazhuang, and there are many beauties. A girl like you in her early twenties is next to her. Catching a lot, do you think you can stay fresh for a few days?"
"You are in this position and have a good birth. Of course you can say this. But I am not you. I don't have a good birth and I don't have a strong backing. If I follow the rules all my life, I am destined to never get ahead."
Ming Zhao looked at Gong Qi, and her words were full of anger and complaint. Gong Qi listened and nodded: "Indeed."
"But...what does it have to do with me?"
Mingzhao was speechless, looking at Gong Qi for a long time unable to recover. The man came over, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and pulled her to him. His light blue eyes stared at her, as if bewitching...
"If you want to blame it, it's because you didn't accumulate virtue in your previous life and couldn't have a good pregnancy in this life."
"You..." This man is too arrogant.
After Gong Qi finished speaking, he pushed Ming Zhao away and stretched out his hand. The person who extended the hand handed him a handkerchief. He lowered his head and wiped his hands.
"You should be lucky that you offended Princess Hua. If I were me, I wouldn't give you a second chance."
"What are you doing? Let me go, let me go, you are breaking the law."
As soon as Gong Qi left, several men outside the house entered the house, and Mingzhao lost consciousness in panic.
