She was so angry that her face turned red. But Tang Qianye still looked ahead like a goddess statue, beautiful and frosty. He glanced coldly down at Tang Yoshi's fiancée, straightened his clothes, and was about to leave...
Ouyang Weiwei couldn't stand this kind of humiliation. She won't lose even if she loses!
She hurriedly grabbed the opportunity before he left and apologized angrily, "I'm sorry, I'm offended." Damn, she had to leave first. Who cares about people like you? After apologizing, she turned around with her bag in hand and said,
The black and light skirt drew a graceful arc in the air, and then, things were scattered all over the ground around her...
"Bang bang bang bang..."
The zipper of the bag is not closed.
Skin care products, mobile phones, wallets, and personal belongings are rolling around on the floor!
There is a saying that goes, 'I wanted to turn around gracefully, but I hit the wall gorgeously!'
Ouyang Weiwei couldn't help but blush, facing Tang Qianye's cold and indifferent eyes, she ran back to their feet to pick up something in embarrassment. What was disgusting was that the two stood there and refused to move away. She didn't have to
Even when he looked up, he knew that they must be looking down at his embarrassment with a mocking look. Damn it...
It was a bad start. Just after a brilliant performance, it was immediately met with disaster.
Wen Chenjun's smiling voice came from above, "Miss Ouyang, do you want to help?"
She glared hard, picked up the things and ran away. Even though Wen Chenjun called her from behind, she didn't look back, ran to the parking lot and drove away from this angry place without hesitation...
I hope I will never run into these two guys from now on!
*
The night is charming and beautiful as a dream.
The beauty of the city at night is mostly due to the colorful neon lights, prosperous hotels and various types of stores.
Ouyang Weiwei did not go home directly, but came to an electrical appliance store. There was something wrong with her recorder. It was a recorder as big as a mobile phone. It recorded her daily voice diary, and also recorded her rebirth.
Inside, it was a matter of confidentiality, so she had to personally supervise the maintenance...
Seeing her rummaging around in her bag for a long time, the waiter at the counter knocked on the table impatiently, "Miss, have you found it? Why don't you come another day? I still have business to do."
"Just wait..." Ouyang Weiwei refused to give up and simply poured out everything in the bag.
However, no means no.
Ouyang Weiwei was dumbfounded, was this trip in vain?
But she remembered that she had obviously brought it out...
That night, in Secretary Ouyang’s apartment.
The exquisite makeup mirror reflects a stylish room with pink wallpaper, white European furniture, and many full-length mirrors for practicing ballet, while Ouyang Weiwei's delicate figure is rummaging around in the room...
After a lot of work, I was dripping with sweat.
She breathed heavily and searched the whole house but couldn't find her recorder...
"What's going on? Where did it go?" Weiwei muttered to herself and sat down on the bed, trying to remember.
She remembered putting it in her bag before going to the charity ball... Then she met that cold mysophobia, and the contents of her bag spilled out, and then Wen Chenjun called her from behind...
Thinking of this, Ouyang Weiwei stood up suddenly!
Second O!
CIO! CIO! CIO!
No? It can’t be so unlucky, right?!
"Ahhhh!! God, please play with me!!!!" Ouyang Weiwei knelt on the ground and screamed wildly. But... it is really possible.
She was confused, because the recorder recorded the secret of her rebirth. If she leaked these secrets, she didn't know whether she would be arrested by scientists for research, or whether God would take back her reincarnation and then beat herself up for leaking secrets.