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Chapter 522 It would be nice to go back to the past

Chapter 522 How great it would be to go back to the past

Author: May 18

Chapter 522 How great it would be to go back to the past

As soon as she arrived at the hotel and checked in, Qiu Ying called and asked her where she was now.

"Come out and relax."

"Are you sick? Why are you relaxing at this time?"

"Mr. Qiu, please don't get excited. If the sky falls, a tall man will hold it up."

"Fart, Ji Bingbing, are you kidding me?" Qiu Ying said angrily.

"Mr. Qiu, we are two grasshoppers tied to a rope. Why should I play tricks on you?"

"I don't care, come here quickly, the company has a wine shop and we need you."

Oh shit!

Lin Jing, the vice president of Qiu Ying Company, is their first sister. She is not from a professional background, has neither resources nor background, and has a pretty appearance. The other party has always given her little shoes to wear. If it weren't for Lu Jun's relationship, she would never

I can’t even get the lead female lead in a web drama.

Now that Lu Jun was out of the country, he asked her to attend a banquet and have dinner with those coal bosses. It was probably Lin Jing who took the opportunity to influence her.

"Mr. Qiu, do you have to break up?"

"Ji Bingbing, what are you talking about?"

Qiu Ying was so angry that in order to win over Lu Jun, he let her appear in a web drama invested by their company.

"Let me tell you, you are still a contracted artist of the company. Wherever you go, what you do, and who you meet, you must report to me."

"Okay, let me tell you, I'm traveling outside now and can't go back. Let Lin Jing go to the bar. Isn't she good at doing these things?"

Hearing that she was Lu Ziyin's fiancée, Lin Jing mocked her with a gun and a stick, saying that the toad wanted to eat the swan's meat, took over the identity of the end of the season, and even snatched her fiancé away, which was extremely shameless.

Enough is enough. It’s true that she was born to a peasant woman, but God is paving the way for her. Is she jealous? Who gave her bad luck?

"Why are you lingering? Hurry up and pick up your luggage. Why am I so sore? No, I need to take a hot bath first."

Song Bijun shouted, and there were a few probing glances around him. Ji Bingbing didn't dare to stay longer, and pulled her suitcase upstairs.

In order to avoid suspicion, she booked a separate room for the two of them. Song Bijun was a picky type and complained about the room facilities for a long time and asked her to put in bath water.

"Mom, I'm going to the restaurant to order food. Come down after you finish washing."

"Get something delicious. I see there is a Western restaurant here. I want to eat Western food."

Ji Bingbing glanced at her, opened the door and went out.

She knows that her biggest shortcoming is that she easily consumes herself.

You can't see it from Ji Momo, why? She was raised by that woman in the countryside, so why is she better than her in everything?

Sitting in the corner, she reviewed in her mind what had happened in the past few days, and the more she thought about it, the colder her heart grew.

How great would it be if we could go back three months?

She will never take the end of the season lightly, nor will she listen to Hu Jinshan's slander, nor will she bankrupt the Ji family.

Is there any regret medicine in the world?

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye. Diagonally opposite her, someone pressed the shutter.

"Why hasn't the food been served yet? I'm going to starve to death."

After taking a hot bath, the pores all over her body opened, and Song Bijun felt better.

The table was empty, and she frowned, "What's the matter with you? Where's the food?"

"I haven't ordered it yet."

"What? Ji Bingbing, you are becoming more and more lawless now."

"Mom, when you travel, you won't be as busy as you are at home."

"I don't care, bring me the recipe, I want to order something."

She had no intention of eating at all. Looking at Song Bijun's greedy look, God knew how she had survived all these years.

The waiter reminded Song Bijun that she ordered too much.

"I'm here to consume. Do you care if I order more or less? I don't have to eat it if I can't finish it. Do you have any objections?"

(End of chapter)


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