Afterwards, Li Ying quickly adjusted her emotions. Seeing the girls in the room preparing everything in an orderly manner, she gave a few instructions to the makeup artists and then walked out of the girls' dressing room.
"Sister Li." As soon as Li Ying went out, she heard a familiar call.
When he looked up, he saw the familiar face of Zhao Hong.
Tonight, Zhao Hong was wearing a black suit and a hat on his head, clearly imitating Michael Jackson's classic look.
At this time, he was holding ninety-nine roses in his hands and standing with his hands behind his back. At first glance, he looked like a courting prince on TV.
Seeing the flowers in Zhao Hong's hand, Li Ying smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao Hong, are these flowers for Shanshan?"
"Yes." Zhao Hong nodded and said respectfully: "If Sister Li wants it, I will ask someone to buy it. Of course... I can't give you roses."
"Don't make fun of me." Li Ying said, remembering something, and then said: "By the way, Xiao Hong, I have a question I've been wanting to ask you."
"Sister Li, please speak." Li Ying's words surprised Zhao Hong. He had never thought that Li Ying would take the initiative to ask him some questions, and he didn't dare to think about it.
For him, Li Ying is a being that he looks up to, and he does not dare to have the slightest blasphemy!
"Do you really want to be with Shanshan?" Apparently, Li Ying also knew something about Zhao Hongmi's chaotic private life.
Zhao Hong was stunned, but did not answer immediately.
"Is it just for fun?" Li Ying frowned. She and Susan met through Su Qinghai. The two had a very good chat that time. Although they didn't have much contact after that, their relationship has been good, otherwise Susan's birthday would not be the same.
I won't invite her anymore.
As if aware of Li Ying's anger, Zhao Hong quickly shook his head: "Of course not... Sister Li, I really like Shanshan."
Although he said this, Zhao Hong, who was harboring evil thoughts, did not dare to look into Li Ying's eyes. That erratic gaze betrayed his truest thoughts.
"Xiao Hong, Shanshan is different from other girls. If you really like her, then I will not stop you, but will help you. But... if you just want to have fun, then I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible.
!" Li Ying frowned and said, although the following words were not spoken, the meaning was very clear.
It seems that Sister Li cares about this Susan very much.
Zhao Hong's heart moved and he said with a smile: "Xiao Hong would like to listen to Sister Li's teachings."
"Don't give me poverty." Li Ying scolded angrily, and then said: "By the way, Xiao Hong, have you seen the boy who attended Susan's birthday party last time in school?"
After saying that, Chen Fan's figure instinctively flashed into Li Ying's mind.
It seems that we can't say he is a boy, right?
Recalling Chen Fan's drinking with her that night, Li Ying suddenly felt that there was something wrong with her choice of words, but she did not notice that Zhao Hong, who was originally smiling, suddenly turned a little gloomy.
"Sister Li, which boy are you referring to?" Although Zhao Hong guessed that Li Ying was talking about Chen Fan, he asked knowingly.
A strange light flashed in Li Ying's eyes. She hesitated and said, "You should have guessed it."
"Sister Li, there is something I shouldn't say, but I think I still have to say it: if you do this, Mr. Xue will be angry!" Zhao Hong said in a deep voice.
Mr. Xue!!
Hearing these two words in shock, Li Ying felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her face suddenly turned as white as paper. Then she saw Susan walking out of the changing room with her mobile phone in her peripheral vision, trying her best to squeeze out a somewhat forced smile,
But the smile contained one part resentment and seven parts hatred: "My affairs have nothing to do with him."
After that, Li Ying left without waiting for Zhao Hong to reply.
Perhaps because she was too anxious to leave, her steps were a little disordered.
"Chen Fan...Chen Fan, it doesn't matter if you are close to Susan, but you'd better not have anything to do with Sister Li, otherwise you will die worse than a dog!!"
Looking at Li Ying's leaving figure, Zhao Hong's brows knitted together tightly, forming the shape of a Sichuan character.
Then, when Susan finished answering the phone, he seemed to be conjuring a bright and charming smile and walked straight towards Susan who was answering the phone.
"Susan, you are so beautiful tonight!" Coming to Susan, Zhao Hong put his free left hand behind his back as usual and made a gesture of sending flowers. His posture was graceful, as if a prince was proposing: "To you
, I wish you success in your performance tonight in advance."
Susan spotted Zhao Hong when she was answering the phone. She wanted to leave immediately after answering the phone, but Zhao Hong's timing was too good to get away, so she had to smile politely: "Thank you."
Having said that, Susan did not accept the flowers.
"Susan, you seem to have a problem with me." Zhao Hong said with a smile, without the slightest sign of anger.
Shocked by Zhao Hong's question, Susan fell silent.
Unlike Li Ying, Susan knew nothing about Zhao Hong's private life. In a sense, she was not disgusted with Zhao Hong. On the contrary, Zhao Hong's continuous sending of flowers also satisfied her inner secret.
This is not because she is completely in love with Chen Fan - in fact, even she herself can't figure out what kind of relationship she has with Chen Fan now.
She is extraordinary and pursues fashion, but deep down she has the unique thoughts of oriental women - adhering to women's ethics.
Seeing that Susan was silent, Zhao Hong thought that Susan was hesitating. He smiled confidently: "Susan, you can accept the flowers, but... you can't stop my love for you. I believe that one day
My sincerity will impress you."
After that, Zhao Hong turned around and left in a cool manner, seemingly without the slightest nostalgia, but in his heart he said fiercely: "Susan, Susan, even if you are just a piece of wood, you will be moved tonight! Wait until you truly surrender.
When you are on my crotch, I will let you know how ignorant what you are doing now is!!"
Susan naturally had no way of knowing what Zhao Hong was thinking.
Seeing Zhao Hong leave, Susan turned around and saw the girls who were performing with her standing at the door, looking at her with envy.
"Shanshan, did you have a grudge against Zhao Hong in your previous life?" one of the girls joked.
As soon as the girl said the words, someone immediately echoed: "That's right, I think he is sincere to you, and he is handsome and can dance well. Where can I find such a top-notch boy?"
"Don't worry about it anymore, Shanshan has an owner." Zhang Qianqian said intentionally or unintentionally, while staring at Susan with a smile, as if waiting for Susan's expression to change.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Qianqian said these words, a trace of shyness appeared on Susan's face, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Is this bastard on stage today?
At the same time, a strange thought came to Susan's mind, but she did not dare to muster up the courage to look for Chen Fan in the vast crowd. Instead, she smiled and said: "Sister Qianqian, please stop teasing me.
Where is the Lord?"
This time, Zhang Qianqian did not answer, but glanced in the direction of Chen Fan.
It seemed...she knew where Chen Fan was sitting.
The next moment, her eyes met Chen Fan's in the air.
Originally, when Chen Fan saw Zhao Hong giving flowers to Susan, he didn't know what he was thinking for a moment and did not look away. At this time, he was shocked to see Zhang Qianqian looking towards him. Although he was a little confused, there was no trace of anything.
expressed, but looked away.
"Buzz!"
At the same time, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. Chen Fan took out his mobile phone and took a look and found a text message from Shi Daifu: "My dear, you seem to have met a love rival. How does it feel?"
After seeing the content of the text message, Chen Fan was speechless for a while and did not reply to the text message.
After a while, the text message came again: "Dear, I know that feeling is uncomfortable, but... don't worry, I will also let her try that feeling, well, just tonight."
"Crazy woman, what do you want to do?" Chen Fan was shocked and immediately replied to the message.
This time, Dev did not reply immediately. Instead, it took a long time, until Chen Fan couldn't help but want to call and question, and then she replied the message. The content was very simple, with only one line: Dear, don't forget
