Chapter 601

The sky outside the window gradually darkened.

*Ring-a-ling—* A pleasant phone ringtone sounded.

The lively conversation stopped immediately.

Li Jingrong glanced at the caller ID, and a sweet smile immediately appeared on her face.

She answered quickly: "Hello, darling." "Oh, you've arrived? So fast! Okay, okay, okay, just wait for me downstairs, I'll be down in a second."

"Mm, bye-bye."

Hanging up the phone, Li Jingrong stood up and said to her two roommates: "My boyfriend is downstairs, I'm going out to keep him company first. Lele, what about that 'brother' of yours? About how much longer will he be?"

Qian Lele checked her phone and said: "There's a bit of traffic on the road, probably another ten minutes or so."

They had agreed to arrive before 6:00, but Li Jingrong's boyfriend was much earlier.

Wu Siqi immediately suggested: "Then why don't we go to the first floor of the cafeteria together first? It's closer to the school gate, and it's so cold today, let's not let Jingrong and her boyfriend wait outside foolishly."

"Mm, okay." Qian Lele nodded and quickly sent a message to Tang Song on WeChat.

"Go, go, go! Let's head out!"

The three picked up their respective bags and walked out, chatting and laughing.

Along the way, the brand-new Qian Lele attracted the attention of quite a few classmates.

She pulled at the hem of her clothes, feeling a bit unaccustomed to it, but a small flutter of excitement couldn't help but rise in her heart.

Walking out of the dormitory building, the cold night wind mixed with the bleakness of winter rushed toward them.

Qian Lele subconsciously tightened her cardigan.

Beside her, Li Jingrong stood on tiptoe and waved vigorously toward a street lamp not far away: "Darling, over here!"

Qian Lele looked up and saw a figure walking over, wearing a dark business jacket, dressed cleanly and maturely, his hair combed meticulously with hair gel.

Her gaze lingered on him briefly, and she remembered the gossip her roommates had shared earlier.

This boyfriend of Li Jingrong's was named Zhang Minghua, a Yancheng local whose parents both worked in the public sector.

After graduating, he had also successfully entered a large state-owned enterprise with good benefits, and he was someone Li Jingrong had met during her summer internship.

His conditions were very good, and he was considerate toward Jingrong.

"Xiao Rong, Siqi." Zhang Minghua's voice was gentle and steady.

When his gaze swept over Qian Lele, he was clearly slightly stunned, a flash of undisguised amazement crossing his eyes.

The fresh aura belonging uniquely to a young girl, along with a healthy and sexy figure.

In the bleak night wind, she was like a lily quietly blooming, covered in dew.

Added to the contrast provided by Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong, she appeared even more touching.

Li Jingrong immediately linked her arm through his proudly, introducing her as if showing off: "How about it? This is the treasure of our dorm, our junior student Qian Lele. Pretty, right?"

"So pretty, I must say—" Zhang Minghua exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Is this the campus belle of your Yancheng Normal University?"

Qian Lele felt embarrassed by his words and waved her hands quickly: "No, no, I'm not—"

Li Jingrong giggled: "Alright, alright, look at how you're buttering her up; our Lele is very shy, haha."

Zhang Minghua couldn't help but take a few more looks at Qian Lele.

He said with a smile: "I'm not buttering her up, I'm speaking the truth. Lele's pure temperament is too rare in today's society. Unlike those internet celebrities outside, who are all the same. One can tell at a glance that she's the kind of good girl with a good upbringing who is quiet and well-behaved."

Qian Lele's face turned a bit red, and for a moment she didn't know what to say, standing there awkwardly.

It was mainly because it was her first time meeting him, and she wasn't used to such blunt "praise."

"Let's go, it's freezing outside; let's go sit in the cafeteria and wait for a while, there's still one person missing."

"Is there someone else?" Zhang Minghua asked curiously.

"Lele's 'brother,' hehe, he'll be here soon."

Hearing the term "brother," Zhang Minghua was stunned for a moment, then reacted, feeling a slight sense of discomfort in his heart.

After all, such a fresh, beautiful, and pure female college student already had an ambiguous partner.

It would inevitably make him, a "normal male," feel a tiny bit of regret.

The group walked through the bustling campus path and arrived at the first floor of the cafeteria.

They found an empty spot near the entrance and sat down.

Zhang Minghua very naturally played the role of the leader of this small gathering.

He first gentlemanly pulled out chairs for the girls, then took the initiative to go buy drinks, his every gesture exuding the steadiness and sophistication of a mature man.

After sitting down, he opened the floodgates of conversation.

He talked endlessly about anecdotes from his state-owned enterprise and commented on current events.

From time to time, he would pop out a few English abbreviations that sounded very high-end, such as "KPI," "OKR," and "SOP."

Li Jingrong's eyes were bright, looking at her boyfriend with some adoration.

Approaching her senior year, the pressure of finding a job was imminent, and Zhang Minghua's status as someone who had already "landed" and looked to have a bright future—

—was filled with huge attraction and a sense of security for her.

This was also the main reason she had gotten together with him so quickly.

Zhang Minghua's gaze, however, couldn't help but frequently sweep across Qian Lele's face.

There was no helping it; she was just too pretty!

Beauty, after all, who doesn't like to look a few extra times?

He looked at his girlfriend beside him, who had eyes only for him, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

He said in a relaxed tone: "Lele is in the Computer Science department, right? That's a pretty good major, it's a hot trend, and now with AI exploding, it's just too tiring.

For a girl, it's better to seek stability; you could try to take the civil service exam or something.

Those of us in our unit who do technical work have a fixed monthly salary plus project bonuses, easily over ten thousand, and the key is that it's stable, and the housing provident fund is paid at the highest ratio, making it easy to get a mortgage for a house later." Qian Lele listened quietly, nodding with a smile from time to time.

However, she didn't truly agree with his point of view in her heart.

For one thing, "landing" a job now was like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge.

Furthermore, she hadn't applied for this major for the sake of stability and comfort.

She didn't have the good family conditions Zhang Minghua had; she needed to earn money and use her own skills to change her and her family's destiny.

It didn't matter how bitter or tiring it was.

The phone in her hand suddenly vibrated, and Qian Lele looked down.

【Brother: "I've already arrived at the university, I'm heading to the cafeteria now."】

Qian Lele's heart suddenly lifted, feeling both nervous and excited.

At the same time, an indescribable, surging longing engulfed her.

That short half-month in the teacher's apartment was the brightest segment of color in her life so far.

Even now, she still remembered that silent, top-student boy.

And how he had suddenly cast a spell, letting her, like Cinderella, put on gorgeous clothes, ride a pumpkin carriage, and go to attend Yaoyao's birthday party.

Zhang Minghua took a sip of his drink, his gaze turning to Wu Siqi.

"Siqi, that Yannan Film and Television Base of yours is pretty good; it has the proper background of a central enterprise like the Cultural Tourism Group behind it, the benefits definitely won't be bad, and there are many opportunities."

Wu Siqi nodded vigorously, then hesitated slightly: "The unit is very good, I just don't know if I can successfully become a permanent employee after graduation."

She was only an intern now, having signed a tripartite agreement, and the company hadn't promised a 100% conversion rate; every year, a portion of interns were eliminated, and the competition was very fierce.

This was also the reason she was grabbing every opportunity to try and prove herself. Zhang Minghua smiled faintly, leaning forward slightly, and said with the attitude of someone who had been there: "You must take the initiative to build a good relationship with your leaders, be quick-witted, and for a girl, be a bit sweeter with your words—"

Approaching the dinner rush, the cafeteria was bustling with noise, and long lines had formed in front of the food windows.

In front of three young and beautiful female college students, enjoying their gazes that were sometimes focused and sometimes adoring, as the absolute "leader" of this conversation—

—Zhang Minghua talked more and more enthusiastically, his voice growing much louder.

Just then.

The surrounding noisy human voices suddenly died down.

Gazes converged toward the same direction in unison.

Accompanied by the low gasps of quite a few girls.

Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong also noticed the anomaly and looked up curiously.

A slender and tall figure entered their line of sight.

He was walking slowly from the entrance, which was stained by the night, his expression gentle and indifferent on his handsome face.

The caramel-colored turtleneck sweater presented a warm and deep texture, fitting his figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

Dark, messy hair swept over the exquisite square-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Clean, refreshing, and carrying a hint of lazy, artistic aura.

He was completely out of place with the noisy environment around him.

Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong felt their cheeks heat up and their heartbeats accelerate, unable to help but exclaim in low voices:

"Damn, this is too handsome—."

"How did I not know our school had such a male god?!"

Zhang Minghua's endless stream of words stopped instantly; he glanced at the entrance with displeasure, his face changing slightly.

He then patted his girlfriend's arm and said in a joking, deliberately magnanimous tone: "Is it really that much? Be more mature. Look at Lele, how calm she is."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Qian Lele, who had been sitting quietly the whole time, stood up from her seat abruptly, her beautiful phoenix eyes staring straight ahead.

The expression on Zhang Minghua's face froze instantly, looking incredibly awkward.

Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong laughed out loud, just about to say something teasing.

But they saw Qian Lele walk over quickly.

The three were stunned for a moment.

They watched helplessly as Qian Lele, under the gaze of everyone, stopped in front of that "male god."

"You're here, Brother."

Hearing the crisp and pleasant address, looking at the carefully dressed Cinderella in front of him—

—Tang Song revealed a handsome smile and rubbed her head gently. "Good evening, Lele. You're dressed so beautifully today; I almost didn't recognize you."

Although it was a bit of an exaggeration, he really did have that feeling.

Not having seen her for nearly two months, Qian Lele had become much fairer, and her skin had become even more delicate.

Added to the enhancement of makeup, the aura of a pure female college student on her was almost overflowing.

Feeling Tang Song's warm, slender hand, Qian Lele's cheeks instantly flushed.

She said shyly: "No, it's just—"

Tang Song chuckled and suddenly, like a magic trick, held up the brown paper bag he had been carrying behind his back.

"Before coming over, I went to the pedestrian street outside the school and bought a few grilled starch sausages from Sister Wen, plus a bag of your favorite spicy strips."

Looking at the bag in front of her, smelling the familiar scent inside, and looking at the familiar figure in front of her, Qian Lele's eyes turned red.

But she quickly collected her emotions and took it with a smile. "Thank you, Brother."

Immediately after, as if remembering something, she turned around quickly.

She introduced: "This, this is my brother, Tang Song. These are my roommates, Wu Siqi, Li Jingrong, and Jingrong's boyfriend."

Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong finally woke up from their dream and stood up with red faces.

"Hello, thank you—thank you for coming to help out!"

"H-hello—"

Looking at the boy standing right in front of them, their eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Although they had guessed earlier that the boy who could make Qian Lele care so much couldn't be simple.

But they never expected he would actually look like this!

Not to mention his figure and appearance, just his temperament and vibe alone made him look like the male lead who had walked straight out of the romance novels they stayed up all night reading!

Zhang Minghua's expression was a bit stiff; he squeezed out a reluctant smile.

He nodded, which counted as a greeting.

Tang Song smiled gently at everyone and said: "I happened to buy a few extra grilled sausages; Lele, why don't you share them with everyone."

Qian Lele immediately took the sausages out of the paper bag and gave one to each person.

Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong took them quickly, saying "thank you" in low voices.

Zhang Minghua looked at the starch sausage in front of him and waved his hand, pretending to be casual. "Thanks, I don't really like starch sausages."

Qian Lele was slightly stunned and put the starch sausage back.

Zhang Minghua lifted his wrist, looked at his Tissot watch, and urged: "Time is almost up, shouldn't we be heading over?"

Wu Siqi quickly came back to her senses. "Yes, yes, yes, let's just go to the school gate and hail a taxi; our company will reimburse it."

"Alright, let's hurry over and grab a good spot."

As they spoke, the group soon arrived at the school gate.

Wu Siqi took the initiative to arrange: "Let's split into two cars. Lele and I will go in one, and you and Minghua go in the other, Jingrong."

The three got into the car.

Wu Siqi consciously sat in the front passenger seat. "Driver, to the East Gate of the Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base."

Hearing this familiar name, Tang Song in the back seat paused slightly.

He then realized that Lele had only said she was filming a short drama in a Livehouse, but he hadn't expected it to be in Yannan.

But it was normal; the Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base was developing rapidly.

Following the explosive growth of the short drama market, it had already developed into the hottest film and television industry cluster in Yancheng and even the entire North China region.

In addition to undertaking short drama filming business for major platforms, a large number of internet celebrities under media companies and MCN agencies also resided there long-term to film short video scripts for different scenarios.

The huge traffic and popularity also drove the rapid development of surrounding industries.

The base company took the opportunity to expand many supporting facilities, not just bars like Livehouses, but even themed cafes, internet-famous restaurants, and more.

The taxi started slowly and merged into the thick night traffic.

Tang Song turned his head slightly and saw the "Cinderella" beside him, who was secretly sizing him up from the corner of her eye.

Their gazes met.

Qian Lele's body trembled suddenly, and she quickly shifted her gaze, looking out the window at the neon lights flashing by.

Her cheeks, however, flushed with a rosy glow involuntarily.

Tang Song smiled, breathing in the clean, fresh scent on her, and took the initiative to ask about her recent situation.

From life to studies, he asked very meticulously.

Qian Lele held the brown paper bag in her hands, answering with a clear voice, and even took the initiative to talk about some front-end knowledge she had been learning recently—this was the feeling she liked most, and it was something she had longed for for a very long time.

The two chatted softly like this, the atmosphere warm and natural.

In the front, Wu Siqi looked at the two through the rearview mirror, feeling both envious and excited.

She didn't know why, but as long as she saw Tang Song and Lele sitting together—

—she felt as if she had stumbled into one of the classic scenes from Xu Qing's novels, experiencing a huge sense of satisfaction from "shipping a CP."

Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base, Southeast Corner.

The Aston Martin stopped slowly in front of the newly built Livehouse, immediately attracting quite a few gazes.

The car door opened, and Xu Qing stepped out elegantly in a pair of exquisite high heels.

The little accessory, Yan Su Su Su, followed closely behind.

"Wow—Big Sister Qingqing, this place is so cool!"

"Heh, it's alright. Let's go, Yan Su Su Su, let's head in."

This Livehouse, named "LightRail," was the newest supporting facility in the entire film and television base and hadn't even officially opened to the public yet.

Tonight was the first time it officially lit up, and all of this was for the sake of Miss Xu Qing's script.

This was prestige! This was power!

Xu Qing crossed her arms, not knowing who her opponent was.

Inside the Livehouse.

The lighting had been adjusted, and the hazy beams of light intersected in the air, creating a lazy and restless atmosphere.

There weren't many staff members on site; most were the Livehouse's own employees helping to maintain order, and the core members of the actual film crew—directors, camera operators, lighting technicians, etc. —added up to only a dozen or so people.

This was the characteristic of short drama filming: efficient, streamlined, and fast-paced.

"Sister Qing is here!"

"Good evening, Director Xu!"

Seeing Xu Qing, the staff on site immediately surrounded them enthusiastically.

"How is it? Is everything ready?" Xu Qing nodded and immediately switched to work mode.

It is worth mentioning that with the expansion of Fanfu Suzi, the legal department had been separated out.

Relying on her relationship with Tang Song and Guo Liyuan, Xu Qing successfully became the Legal Director.

Added to the fact that she owned 2% of the shares, she had already become the company's "little tyrant."

"The equipment has all been tested, and the next step is for the extras to enter."

After inspecting the set.

Xu Qing then led the already slightly dizzy Yan Su Su Su to a quiet VIP booth on the second floor.

This was also the place with the best view.

Exquisite fruit platters and various alcoholic beverages had already been placed on the table.

"Big Sister Qingqing—you're too amazing!" Yan Su Su Su's face was full of adoration.

Today, she had truly broadened her horizons.

After eating lunch, she was directly arranged to stay in an executive suite at the Lanfeng International Five-Star Hotel, and what's more, she didn't have to pay a single cent.

It was arranged by Big Sister Qing's best friend, Lin Mu, who even gave her a free top-tier spa experience voucher.

Now that she had arrived at the set, the aura on Big Sister Qing was even more obvious.

Confident, powerful, as if she could do anything—

—she was simply a queen who had walked out of an anime!

"Hehe, it's alright." Xu Qing's mouth curled into a faint smile. "If you want to make a guest appearance again in the future, just say the word."

"Thank you, Big Sister Qingqing! You are my god!"

Yan Su Su Su's eyes shone with excitement, and she knelt directly on the soft sofa booth.

Putting her hands together, she bowed solemnly to Xu Qing.

"Silly, why be so polite."

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In the air, soft and soothing jazz music began to play.

The two drank a few sips of alcohol and ate some exquisite fruit snacks.

Yan Su Su Su finally couldn't suppress the raging fire of gossip in her heart, leaned forward slightly, and asked cautiously: "That—Sister Qingqing, can I ask a rather personal question?"

"Go ahead." Xu Qing shook the cocktail in her glass elegantly, her posture lazy and composed, like a female celebrity preparing to accept an interview.

"It's just that—I've been following your 'serialization' in the group. I'm really too curious, that ex-boyfriend of yours, the super domineering CEO, did you really break up completely in the end?"

At the very beginning, Yan Su Su Su was actually a fan of the first male lead, extremely obsessed with the cold, domineering, yet affectionate CEO in Qingqing's mouth.

She had only thought it was a story Qingqing made up, but meeting her this time, she discovered that everything was actually real.

Which meant that the domineering CEO should also be a real person.

It felt like a show she was watching had turned into reality.

And there was also that "second male lead" who made her completely "defect" later, who could be called an ideal of the human world!

She couldn't wait to know what they were really like in reality.

Big Sister Xu Qing was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

She didn't answer directly, just drank the wine in her glass in one gulp.

She sighed faintly, her gaze looking at the brilliant night view in the bar, as if she had fallen into some complex and sad memories.

After a long time, she said slowly: "Only children talk about breaking up; in our adult world, there are only 'temporary partings' and 'entanglements that cannot be cut—'"

She had once again reached the highest realm of a coser, completely entering the role of Xu Yanqing.

At the same time.

Two taxis stopped in front of the LightRail Livehouse.

Tang Song and the others walked out one after another.

Quite a few young people who had come to "guest star" had already gathered at the entrance, mostly students from nearby universities.

Each one was dressed in a trendy and fashionable way, full of vitality.

Wu Siqi was clearly very familiar with the procedures here and led the four to a temporarily set up check-in desk at the entrance.

"Hello, I'm Wu Siqi, an intern at the film and television base, and these are the friends I brought."

The staff member in charge of check-in checked the list and handed over four fluorescent wristbands and a few drink vouchers with a smile.

"Welcome, welcome! Wear the wristband on your wrist; this is your 'pass' for tonight, and you can use the vouchers for unlimited refills of soft drinks and snacks at the bar. Starting at 7:20, there will also be a dedicated buffet provided."

"Alright, thank you!"

The group put on the wristbands and walked into the Livehouse.

The scene was already bustling with people.

On stage, the band was performing equipment testing, occasionally emitting a few distorted guitar riffs, drawing whistles of excitement from the audience below.

Because they hadn't arrived very early, the positions near the center of the stage had already been occupied.

Wu Siqi led them, and it was only with great difficulty that they found a booth in a corner to sit down.

Qian Lele was clearly visiting such an occasion for the first time; she sat on the edge of the sofa, looking a bit awkward.

A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes looked at everything around her with curiosity and nervousness.

Li Jingrong exclaimed sincerely: "The environment here is too good! It feels even more professional than those Livehouses in the city! Your film and television base is truly amazing!"

Wu Siqi laughed "hehe," "It really is awesome."

Zhang Minghua took over the conversation with a faint smile, speaking in the tone of an insider: "The background of this film and television base is even more complex than you think."

He paused, enjoying the curious gazes cast by the girls. "It was originally co-founded by the Handing Group and the Cultural Tourism Group, involving the cultural tourism planning of the entire southern region; it's a key project of the government!

But later, because of the downturn in real estate, the Handing Group's capital chain had problems, so they sold the shares they held.

I heard from a leader in our unit that the new boss who took over is a top-tier billionaire who paid over a hundred million in cash directly—"

Hearing this, several girls let out small gasps.

Wu Siqi widened her eyes and said: "Really? So our boss behind the scenes is that amazing?!"

She was just an intern, and the biggest leader she had contact with was her own supervisor; she knew nothing about the company's deep background.

"Of course it's true, and the second and third phases will also start construction next year. It's said that the billionaire will continue to invest, including studios, hotels..."

Zhang Minghua leaned back on the sofa in a relaxed manner, talking eloquently, his posture exuding the composure of someone with rich experience.

His gaze swept over Tang Song inadvertently.

However, to his regret, the other party didn't have any special reaction.

He just listened quietly, occasionally turning his head to chat and laugh in a low voice with Qian Lele beside him, seemingly indifferent to these "heavy inside stories."

In fact, these were all "inside information" he had heard from various drinking parties and dinner tables, which he only half-understood.

Being told by him now with added embellishments, it was more because he wanted to be the focus of everyone's attention.

The group sat in the booth and chatted for a while.

The crowd in the Livehouse began to stir.

Wu Siqi pointed to the position diagonally in front and said excitedly: "The drinks and food over at the bar are all ready; let's go over and get some, and we can chat while we drink and eat!"

"Go! Let's go! Let's get a lot!" Li Jingrong responded immediately, affectionately pulling Zhang Minghua to stand up.

Tang Song looked at the slightly awkward Cinderella beside him, noticing the gazes that were cast their way from time to time.

He smiled and took the initiative to reach out, gently wrapping her slightly cool hand in his palm.

Qian Lele's heart jumped suddenly.

She lowered her head, hiding her burning cheeks behind her falling hair, letting him lead her.

Walking through the crisscrossing, colorful lights and the crowd of the Livehouse.

Silently feeling that sense of being wrapped, being led, and being protected.

The five lined up in front of the bar to wait.

Tang Song's gaze scanned the surroundings, curiously sizing up the film crew that was preparing to shoot.

Although he had invested in Fanfu Suzi for a long time, it was his first time coming to such a filming site, and he felt it was quite novel.

Then, his gaze paused abruptly, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

The second floor of the LightRail Livehouse was a semi-open circular corridor, separated from the dance floor on the first floor by dark metal railings.

Unlike the crowded and lively atmosphere downstairs, the lighting there was dimmer and quieter, with a few VIP booths scattered sporadically.

And in one of the booths with the best view, a woman was leaning against the sofa, holding a cocktail with a gorgeous color in her hand, her posture elegant and lazy.

Although there was a distance and the light was a bit dim—

—but wearing 【Tang Song's Glasses】, he recognized his coser girlfriend at a glance.

Big Sister Qing!

Tang Song raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth turning up involuntarily.

Come to think of it, he had been back in Yancheng for two or three days, and he had been saying he would go see her, but he hadn't managed to find the time.

He hadn't expected to meet her here; it was just right to go over and give her a surprise.

He squeezed Qian Lele's hand gently and whispered in her ear: "Lele, I have something to take care of for a moment. I'll be back soon, you guys go ahead and have fun."

"Oh, okay." Qian Lele nodded subconsciously.

Feeling Tang Song's hand loosen, she felt inexplicably empty in her heart.

Her gaze uncontrollably followed his figure, passing through the crowd and moving up the stairs step by step.

In the dim light and shadow, in the VIP booth on the second floor.

"Sister Qingqing, I saw you say in the group that your ex-boyfriend later drove a Ferrari to chase you on the elevated bridge on a rainy night; what—what happened to him later?"

Yan Su Su Su held her face, her eyes full of yearning for "domineering CEO literature coming into reality."

"Him—" Xu Qing's eyes became a bit hazy, as if she had fallen into some complex and sad memories. "He is now—probably alone, guarding that empty villa that once belonged to us. Drinking alone, waiting for me to have a change of heart."

"After all," she stretched out a slender finger and tapped her red lips lightly, "some things, once tasted, can never be given up again."

"Wow, he feels so bitter!" Yan Su Su Su felt her heart tighten. "Just because of his own strength and domineering nature, he lost such an excellent woman as you, Sister Qingqing; he must be regretting it to death!"

"Heh!" The corners of Xu Qing's mouth curled into a faint smile, carrying three parts mockery, three parts coldness, and four parts indifference. "A man's regret is like expired canned food; besides proving that he was blind at the time, it's worthless!"

Just then.

A low and magnetic voice suddenly sounded from the side: "What ex-boyfriend? What tasted?"

Xu Qing's whole body stiffened suddenly, and she raised her head almost mechanically, frame by frame.

Then she saw the figure that couldn't be more familiar.

Damn it! Caught red-handed on the spot!

The composure of the "big heroine" collapsed instantly, replaced by pure panic and confusion.

(0A0)!!