"Why don't you jump anymore?" Murong Yao followed, and he changed his usual calm demeanor and was sweating profusely from jumping.
"I didn't see it, but you also like disco." Feng Lulu said with a smile.
Murong Yao raised his eyebrows: "Be as quiet as a virgin and move as fast as a rabbit, do you understand?"
Feng Lulu couldn't help but laugh: "I understand, I thought you didn't understand."
Murong Yao curled his lips and raised his glass: "Cheers to us all for understanding."
Feng Lulu drank the red wine in the glass in one breath.
"If you drink too fast, you will get drunk easily." Murong Yao reminded her.
She bit the edge of the wine glass and smiled, her red lips were like blooming roses, stunningly gorgeous.
"Isn't drinking just to get drunk?" she murmured.
Murong Yao didn't answer, his eyes stayed on her face, already fascinated.
Unsurprisingly, Feng Lulu drank too much, and Murong Yao was also very drunk, but she still had a trace of sobriety and called a car to take Feng Lulu to the community.
The car was stopped by community security.
The community security guard looked at Feng Lulu and asked, "Which building and unit are you going to?"
"Feng Lulu, which building and unit do you live in?" Murong Yao asked.
Feng Lulu was leaning on the cushion and sleeping soundly, unable to hear what he said.
The security guard glanced sideways: "It's okay if you don't know the detailed address. There are regulations in community management."
Murong Yao stopped talking to the security guard and asked the car to take them directly to a nearby hotel.
He didn't realize at all that the telephoto lens in a car had been aimed at the two of them.
After getting off the car, he helped Feng Lulu walk into the hotel. The hotel door was all glass and brightly lit, reflecting the scenery across the road clearly.
Murong Yao suddenly caught a reflective spot from the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help but be startled.
As a person in the spotlight, he knows exactly what it is.
Normally he lives in seclusion and has almost zero worries in this regard. Today he couldn't worry about Feng Lulu, so he was immediately caught by someone.
His head was spinning, thinking about a solution, when suddenly a man walked over quickly and almost snatched Feng Lulu from his arms.
"Xu Donglie!" Murong Yao was surprised, why is he here!
Xu Donglie grabbed Feng Lulu and left, and Murong Yao immediately followed.
"Xu Donglie, where are you taking her? Xu Donglie..."
Murong Yao followed him to the alley next to him and immediately closed his mouth.
Xu Donglie's men had already sneaked over the two reporters who were filming secretly, and the cameras were also taken away.
The subordinate opened the camera and looked at the photos inside. He nodded to Xu Donglie and said that the photos he had taken secretly just now were still there.
"Please, don't delete them all," the reporter immediately begged: "It's not easy for us to make ends meet. The photos inside are my hard work for half a year!"
Seo Dongyeol asked: "Who else has a photo?"
"There's Tang Bingbing, Tao Xiaolu, this one is amazing, the actor Qi Fei who just won the award." His subordinates couldn't help but clicked their tongues and shook their heads.
The reporter looked at Xu Donglie expectantly: "Yes, yes, I am specifically responsible for exposing the true face of these people. This is also the spiritual food for the vast number of melon-eating people!"
Xu Donglie was amused: "So, I also want to give you a spiritual contribution award?"
The reporter thought that the alarm was lifted and laughed: "If there were no us in this circle, it wouldn't be much fun anymore."
"Hehe, hehehehe..." Xu Donglie laughed, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he ordered: "Delete them all."
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The reader was immediately dumbfounded. Sichuan Pu is not that quick at changing faces...
"Everything has been deleted." After a moment, his subordinate reported that the reporter had completely fainted.
What’s wrong with taking pictures? I have to take pictures of the women that Mr. Xu likes!
After handling this matter, Xu Donglie got into the car with Feng Lulu in his arms.
Murong Yao was also getting drunk. Seeing that Xu Donglie had taken care of everything, he felt relieved and leaned against the wall next to him and closed his eyes slightly.
Xu Donglie's car left.
Murong Yao calmed down and was about to leave, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar figure standing not far away.
High cold?
Murong Yao sneered: "The way police officers fall in love is quite special."
Follow quietly like a cat, making no sound or making any noise.
Gao Han didn't care about him and grabbed his arm with one hand: "Follow me."
Gao Han put the drunken Murong Yao into a taxi.
Murong Yao was very curious: "Why are you helping me? Are you not bothered by me and Feng Lulu getting too close?"
"It is human instinct to be close to beautiful things," Gao Han said quietly: "You should understand Feng Lulu's feelings for you and your feelings for Feng Lulu, and don't cause trouble to yourself or others."
Murong Yao was stunned for a moment, then smiled disdainfully.
Gao Han's words are somewhat similar to that person's, but what qualifications do they have to control him!
There was a trace of sadness in the young man's handsome and beautiful smile.
He leaned against the car cushion and closed his eyes.
After the taxi left, Gao Han walked a few steps forward. Not far across the street was where Feng Lulu now lived.
Xu Donglie sent Feng Lulu to bed.
Feng Lulu groaned uncomfortably as she was drunk, and turned over to lie on her side.
Under the light, her pretty face, which was reddened by alcohol, was particularly white and rosy, and the thin layer of down on her cheeks also looked cute.
Xu Donglie couldn't help but move forward, and the kiss was about to fall.
"..." Suddenly, a voice came out of Feng Lulu's mouth.
"What did you say?" Xu Donglie moved closer to her mouth.
"...Gao Han..." He heard clearly that these two syllables came out of her mouth.
Xu Donglie took out a breath, turned around and sat down on the bed. All the thoughts he had just now disappeared.
"Isn't it just Gao Han?" Xu Donglie's eyes flashed with a cruel light, "I will get MRT soon. When the time comes, hum."
**
After Luo Xiaoxi arrived at the hotel room, she changed her clothes as quickly as possible.
"Ding dong!" The doorbell rang outside the door.
Luo Xiaoxi stepped forward and opened the door while putting on her earrings. Su Qin stood at the door, followed by the hotel waiter and a dining car.
Su Qin looked at Luo Xiaoxi doubtfully: "Madam, are you going out at this time?"
Luo Xiaoxi nodded: "Tomorrow is the finals, and the contestants are all preparing on the spot."
The best time to negotiate is before the finals. On one hand, there is a finals where the outcome of a life-and-death battle is unknown, and on the other hand, someone has sent a brokerage contract with favorable conditions. If it were you, would you be tempted?
"But my husband has ordered us to prepare dinner for you first when we arrive at the hotel." Su Qin said.
Luo Xiaoxi glanced at the dining car. On the dining car were six or seven dishes including grilled chicken wings, black pepper beef tenderloin, and three delicacies soup. The staple food was the complicated glutinous rice cake.
Her Mr. Su is really attentive.
"Thank you, Su Qin, your husband's explanation is very good, I will give you a thumbs up." Luo Xiaoxi took the boxed glutinous rice cake and went out.
Su Qin scratched his head, this...should I report this situation to my husband?
This is a singing talent show with over 2 billion online views. Tomorrow the winner will be chosen among the top five.
Luo Xiaoxi is optimistic about the player An Yuanyuan currently ranked third.
An Yuanyuan has a first-class figure and deep facial features. Many people think her appearance is not sweet enough, but Luo Xiaoxi sees that she has a standard movie face.
Luo Xiaoxi rushed to the backstage of the program and was greeted by her old acquaintance Sister Zhang.
"Tsk, tsk, you've maintained your figure really well," Sister Zhang looked Luo Xiaoxi up and down, "It's such a shame to be an agent, come on stage with me tomorrow to show off."
Luo Xiaoxi smiled and gave Sister Zhang a cordial hug.
Of course what Sister Zhang said was a joke. Although in Sister Zhang's eyes, Luo Xiaoxi was a star star who was delayed by love, but having real and warm happiness is much better than the halo in the eyes of outsiders.
"An Yuanyuan has a pretty good personality, and there are many companies looking for her to sign contracts, but she has not agreed to any of them." Sister Zhang took her outside An Yuanyuan's lounge, "She is waiting for you inside, you go in and follow her
Let’s talk.”
"Thank you, Sister Zhang. Let's have dinner together later." Luo Xiaoxi sent Sister Zhang away and raised her hand to knock on the door.
When the door opened, she saw another familiar face.
"You...?" The man I met on the plane!
Why does he appear here?
The man also raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Miss Luo, what a coincidence."
Luo Xiaoxi looked inside and saw An Yuanyuan and her assistant looking this way.
The assistant asked: "Mr. Murong, what's wrong?"
His surname is also Murong.
Luo Xiaoxi thought of Murong Yao, whom Feng Lulu had mentioned to her, and suddenly realized why she felt that this man looked familiar to her on the plane.
He and Murong Yao are really similar.
Could it be that Murong Yao is his son?
Luo Xiaoxi subconsciously looked at this man. Judging from his appearance, he was about the same age as her. He couldn't give birth to a son as old as Murong Yao.
"It's okay, I'll have a few words with Miss Luo."
The man replied to the assistant and closed the door behind his back.
There were only two of them left in the corridor.
"Miss Luo, what's wrong with me?" The man received her appraising eyes.
Luo Xiaoxi shook her head generously: "I just think you are a bit similar to a person I know. His name is Murong Yao."
The man raised his lips and smiled: "I forgot to introduce myself to Miss Luo. My name is Murong Qi, and the Murong Yao you mentioned should be my brother."
It turns out the world is really so small!
"Now it seems that you have a good relationship with An Yuanyuan?" Luo Xiaoxi asked.
Murong Qi nodded: "I came here this time to sign a contract with An Yuanyuan."
"Sign a contract?" Alarm bells rang in Luo Xiaoxi's mind, "What kind of contract are you signing?"
"I wonder if Miss Luo has heard of Yixin?"
Of course Luo Xiaoxi has heard of Yixin, which is also one of the best agencies in the industry.
But over the years, many people have appeared on behalf of Yixin in various public places. What role is this Murong Qi in Yixin?
"Are you the president of Yixin who never shows up?" Luo Xiaoxi asked.
Murong Qi smiled slightly: "I don't never show up, I just don't like crowds."
Luo Xiaoxi's heart was shocked. She had asked him just now to deceive him on purpose, but she didn't expect that she would succeed in the deception.
She actually likes the same artist as the CEO of Yixin, so she must have a very good taste!
