Chu Qiao turned on the faucet, took a handful of water, and poured it on her face. The cold water poured on her slightly hot face, which was very comfortable. After the cold wind blew that night, her body felt a little heavy, but
Because of the press conference, I have been holding on until now.
After getting off work later, she was going to see her father and also take a look at her own illness.
Thinking about it, Chu Qiao turned off the faucet and looked at herself in the mirror.
But……
In the mirror, besides his own pale face, there was also a smiling face.
It’s Zhang Xiaotong!
Chu Qiao subconsciously turned around and looked at her. At this time, Zhang Xiaotong was holding her arms across her chest, with a faint smile on her lips. She was beautiful and generous, but there was a trace of deep disdain and ridicule in her eyes.
"Ms. Zhang, are you..."
"Chu Qiao, who do you think you are?" Before Chu Qiao could say anything, Zhang Xiaotong had already spoken and interrupted her. She pressed forward step by step, and the smile on her face gradually turned sinister, and she said sternly
: "Humph... you? Just you? Do you just want to seduce Meng Yanchen? You really have no self-awareness!" When she saw Meng Yanchen's eyes following her figure closely, she felt like
I couldn't help but ignite a burst of rage. Was there any mistake?
"Miss Zhang, I didn't!" Chu Qiao explained for herself, but when she thought of the agreement she signed with him, she felt that her explanation seemed a bit untenable.
"What don't you have?" Zhang Xiaotong glanced to both sides and found that she and she were the only two people in the entire women's restroom. His voice rang out: "What do you have? Isn't it just a good appearance? How can you help Yanchen?
?I see you, you have read too many fairy tales about Cinderella! You think Yan Chen is a little nicer to you, but do you really think you can go to heaven?" She was really angry, when she saw Chu Qiao leaving just now
Entering the VIP restroom, I followed him in.
As Chu Qiao listened, her body kept trembling and her face became paler.
She knew, she knew all this. She never thought that she could stay by his side forever, never thought that as soon as the time came, she would leave.
"No. Miss Zhang, you misunderstood!" Chu Qiao said.
"Chu Qiao, I have eyes, I can see! I tell you, Meng Yanchen must be mine!" Zhang Xiaotong casually pushed Chu Qiao with his hand, and Chu Qiao fell to the ground.
Chu Qiao fell hard because she was unprepared.
Her body touched the cold marble, and the pain stimulated every nerve in her body.
"What are you pretending to be?" Zhang Xiaotong was even more angry when she saw Chu Qiao lying on the ground: "Oh! I know! This is how you win Yan Chen's sympathy, right?"
Chu Qiao gritted her silver teeth, a hint of helplessness flashed across her eyes, and slowly stood up.
"Miss Zhang, don't worry, I won't steal Meng Yanchen from you." Chu Qiao endured the pain and said word by word: "I didn't pretend to be pitiful. You just pushed me and it really hurt me. Don't you believe it?"
Then you should try it too!”
As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Qiao also reached out and pushed Zhang Xiaotong. She is not a soft persimmon. Don't think that she will just endure it silently.
Zhang Xiaotong stared at her big, watery eyes, as if she couldn't believe that the ordinary Chu Qiao dared to treat her like this. Her body fell to the ground, making a "Peng" sound.
At this moment, a lady walked into the bathroom from outside.
As soon as she saw Zhang Xiaotong who fell to the ground, her eyes flashed and she immediately exclaimed: "What's wrong? What's going on?"
Chu Qiao stood in front of Zhang Xiaotong, her face livid, while Zhang Xiaotong covered her shoulders and looked at Chu Qiao in pain. The lady suddenly thought she understood something, and shouted: "It's not good! I hit someone.
!”
When Zhang Xiaotong came to her senses, she felt happy in her heart. Now, this Chu Qiao couldn't explain clearly. She wanted to see if Meng Yanchen knew that she pushed her so much, would he still like her?