She is really a very strange girl, and her ideas are different from many people. The key is that she is not easy to mess with. Young Master Yourui is her backer. Because of this, most people don't dare to mess with her.
Qingting rolled his eyes angrily, "It's a pity that there is not much sincerity. It is easy to get priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover. If there is no love, then it will cost a lot of money."
She doesn't worship celebrities or blindly listen to so-called experts. She only believes in herself.
It’s normal to pursue material things, and it’s okay to worship money. Everyone’s lifestyle is different. As long as you don’t hurt others, it’s okay.
Ai Meng couldn't help but widen her eyes and looked at Qingting for a long time. "You are really a strange person. I don't hate you..."
I still like it a little bit, what’s going on?
Every word she said touched my heart deeply, and it was so well said.
Without love, you need a lot of money.
Not all women are vain, and sometimes they are helpless. Especially for stars like them who are under the spotlight and whose every move is magnified, it is even more difficult.
She wears countless faces every day, and in the end she has to figure out which one is real and which one is fake?
Beneath the glamorous appearance are intertwined interests and intrigues. Her so-called friends and besties are all her rivals or enemies. It has been a long time since she chatted with someone so relaxedly.
It feels amazing!
Qingting doesn't have any bad feelings towards her. As long as he doesn't hinder her and doesn't seduce her man, she doesn't care. "I'm not RMB. It's impossible for everyone to love you. Life is short. Love as much as you want and have fun as much as you want.
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Ai Meng's eyes rolled, and she smiled very foxy and seductively, "Don't you care that Young Master Rui and I had a relationship before?"
As expected, she is the goddess in the hearts of countless men, and every move she makes exudes a demonic aura.
Qingting smiled slightly, as calm as water, but suppressed her aura.
"You are just a small embellishment in his past, a past that I have no time to participate in, but I am his present and his future."
Her confident tone, calm demeanor, and elegant and pure temperament all make her look so unique.
Ai Meng was stunned, "I suddenly understand why Mr. Rui likes you."
Who wouldn't like such a confident and indifferent girl?
Beautiful appearance will make men flock to you, but to maintain a relationship, you need a strong heart and unwavering trust.
Qingting was still quite curious, "Why?"
She really doesn't dwell on the past, there's no need for it, she just looks forward, but that doesn't stop her from occasionally bringing up old scores and deliberately provoking him.
Seeing him nervous and uneasy made her feel strangely happy. This was her bad taste!
"I won't tell you." Ai Meng was a little jealous.
"Tch." Qingting rolled his eyes towards the sky. Who cares?
When Leng Qirui dragged Ouyang out with one hand, he was surprised to find that the two women were talking and laughing, like friends they hadn't seen for many years. He couldn't help but be shocked. "What are you talking about?"
"Talk about you." Qingting glanced at Ouyang lightly. The guy's face was pale, he seemed to be awake but not awake, and he seemed drunk but not drunk. His hair was soaked and dripping down. Was it because he had been poured cold water on him?
Leng Qirui broke out in a cold sweat, his heart beating wildly, "What do I have to say? Change the topic..."
Ai Meng winked at him, "I was telling Qingting about Mr. Leng's romantic history. I don't know how many women there were before me..."