He stammered and asked: "She...she saw you...that...that one?"
Yi Ningxiu's lips curled up, and there was no emotion in his black eyes: "Yes."
Mo Ling was unable to hold her forehead.
You cheating Yi Ningxiu, your wife saw evidence of your cheating, and you reacted like this?!
"Then...then how did she react?"
he asked cautiously.
Yi Ning's eyelashes lowered slightly, and her pale lips raised a sneer: "She ran away."
"Run away?!" Mo Ling almost vomited blood. Poor Qian Qian must have been mad to death by Yi Ningxiu, right? "You didn't chase me?"
"Why should I chase?"
"..." Well, he didn't know what to say anymore.
Yi Ningxiu stretched out his fingers, tapped the log table twice slowly, and said unhurriedly: "What do you want from me?"
Only then did Mo Ling remember the purpose of his coming in. He took out a photo and placed it in front of Yi Ningxiu. He said loudly: "Su Qingqing is back!"
In the photo, there is a young woman with long black hair.
The woman has a beautiful face and elegant temperament. She is dressed in a white dress and looks as noble and charming as a lily.
Yi Ningxiu's eyes, which had always been calm, were slightly shaken when he saw the woman in the photo.
"I understand." He quickly returned to his original calm demeanor and said calmly.
Mo Ling had long been accustomed to his indifference, so she took it upon herself to say, "The little princess is back, why don't we show it to her? How about we hold a party in a few days to give Qingqing a clean break?"
"what ever."
"By the way, I don't know if Qianqian knows, please go back and inform her."
"Um."
Looking at the man's expressionless face, Mo Ling sighed silently.
Yi Ningxiu is very good, but he is not worth it for Su Qianqian.
Falling in love with such a man is a disaster.
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The place where Su Qianqian worked was a magazine company, which was small in scale and well-equipped. As a paparazzi, she often ran to the news almost to death.
hl magazine.
"Qianqian, I have an exclusive news for you." The editor-in-chief, wearing black glasses and a mean look, pushed up his glasses, looked at her seriously, and took out a photo from the drawer.
The photo shows the beautiful figure of a woman, with a slender figure and long flowing hair. The back view alone is enough to be sexy.
Su Qianqian could know the other person's name just by looking at him.
Su Qingqing, Su Qingqing, who was once known as a genius pianist in City M, is back?
She was slightly dazed, then heard the editor continue: "This is a photo that Xiao Li secretly took from the airport. I am sure that in the entire M city, there are no more than three people who know that Su Qingqing has returned! Now, I will give you this difficult task.
Yes! Qianqian, I have already found out where Su Qingqing is staying at the hotel, you can go find out the information this afternoon! Do you know?"
"Afternoon?" It's noon now. If you want to interview, you can go now, right?
"Well," the editor pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "I have an interview later. The reception room is on the sixth floor. People should have arrived."