Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

Sang Jiuqing calmly pulled out a tissue from the side, her eyes were calm, and she wiped slowly with her slender fingertips. The white tissue was soon soaked and turned yellow, and her voice was light.

"Have you lost your anger? Now you can tell me how to let Sister An go."

Wen Yan raised her eyebrows, and put down the glass lightly, feeling extremely happy in her heart, if she could, she really wanted to pour it again.

"If you are sensible, heh, if you want that fat woman to be safe, you have to listen to me from now on. Now open your Weibo and say that everything you are doing now is based on unspoken rules. You are using your Dirty bodies for a deal."

Thinking of this, Wen Yan became excited. Heh, with Mr. Bo at the opening ceremony today, those reporters probably wouldn't dare to write scribbles, so let Sang Jiuqing personally publicize this matter. It should be better than reporters breaking the news Much more explosive.

Sang Jiuqing frowned, feeling that the person in front of her was unreasonable, and she couldn't reason with such a person, because she couldn't understand reason at all.

Slowly took out the phone from his pocket, and before he could react, Wen Yan snatched it away, looking a little impatient.

Sang Jiuqing didn't care anymore, she lowered her eyes and thought about what happened today.

Wen Yan took a look, and there was a password on it, heh, he glanced at the other party lazily.

"What about the phone password, Sang Jiuqing, don't say you forgot it, I've been in a bad temper recently."

Sang Jiuqing moved her eyes, raised her head slowly, and opened her lips.

"339941."

Wen Yan's eyes were excited, and he immediately entered the password to enter, but found that the phone was not unlocked, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, with a trace of madness.

"You play with me?"

Sang Jiuqing frowned, seemed to be thinking carefully, did not speak, there was a trace of uncertainty in her eyes, and she spoke again after a while.

"Try 523680. I have always unlocked with fingerprints. I really don't remember this password."

Wen Yan looked at the other person's appearance, and it didn't look like he was lying. He tapped his fingertips and tried again, but it was still a mistake. Anger exploded in his heart instantly, and he threw the phone on the table with a "slap".

"Understand it for me!"

Sang Jiuqing picked up the phone on the table, entered her fingerprints, and the phone was unlocked immediately. She seemed a little reluctant, but Wen Yan would not give her this chance, so she snatched it.

Can't wait to open Sang Jiuqing's Weibo, saw the fans' comments and likes inside, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and began to edit the text.

——Many people wonder if I have accepted the unspoken rules. What I want to say is, so what if I accept it. Isn’t acting skills the most important thing for an actor?Why care so much.

Wen Yan is very smart, she didn't say a lot of blunt things directly, and she didn't name anyone she slept with. She imitated Sang Jiuqing's usual ostentatious tone when she posted this Weibo, and she couldn't believe it would be read come out.

After the successful publication, Wen Yan withdrew, and was too lazy to see how the netizens judged these words. Anyway, she was very happy now, and raised her eyebrows to look at Sang Jiuqing, who had a bad face.

"Come on, don't you want to know where that fat woman is locked up?"

Wen Yan got up, took the new bag on the side, and put it in his hand gracefully. She was wearing a long skirt and her hair was loose. She looked very cute and beautiful at this moment.

Sang Jiuqing had no choice but to follow her, thinking about Sister An's affairs all the time. That woman was also a hard-working woman, and she didn't know if she was suffering now.

"By the way, Sang Jiuqing, do you know why I came to see you today?"

Wen Yan turned around suddenly, a look of viciousness flashed in his eyes, beside the high stone ladder, he looked at Sang Jiuqing with crazy eyes.

Sang Jiuqing frowned, why, heh, didn't this man just want to see her humble.

Just thinking about it, Wen Yan suddenly rushed forward and grabbed her hand, Sang Jiuqing pushed her reflexively, Wen Yan lost his balance, and rolled down the stone ladder.

Sang Jiuqing didn't expect this to happen either, her pupils shrank, and it was too late to pull someone back, only the sound of Wen Yan's body falling to the ground.

There was still a crazy smile on her face, her fists were tightly clenched, and warm blood gurgled from between her legs.

Sang Jiuqing suddenly understood the purpose of this person, her lips were tightly pursed, and she couldn't take a step. At this time, the reporters who had been lurking around immediately surrounded her.

The well-meaning people around immediately called 120 and looked at Sang Jiuqing with accusations. After all, in their view, that person was pushed by Sang Jiuqing.

Sang Jiuqing was blocked by the paparazzi, unable to take a step at all, and kept retreating in some embarrassment.

"Miss Sang, it seems that Queen Wen Ying is pregnant. If the child is not kept today, will you take responsibility?"

"Miss Sang, why did you attack a pregnant woman? Could it be that you have a private grudge with Queen Wen?"

"Miss Sang, please give an explanation to the public, you are a star, such an influence is too bad."

Sang Jiuqing was dizzy from being asked one after another, and only then realized that if a woman became crazy, she would die, even the child in her stomach would be willing to sacrifice, so why not dare, besides, how much pain would be endured? pain.

Today's blame, she has to bear it if she doesn't.

Sang Jiuqing was in a panic when his waist suddenly felt hot. When he looked up, Bo Luocheng's handsome face was in front of him. He seemed to be in a bad mood. He pulled him into his arms and stopped outside. The car went out, and the bodyguards he brought also rushed over at this time, surrounding the paparazzi outside.

When the paparazzi saw that the big Buddha was coming, they didn't dare to hand the microphone forward desperately, so they could only crowd around and follow around, still throwing questions on each other's heads one by one.

Sang Jiuqing smelled the faint smell of Bo Luocheng, and suddenly felt at ease, but smelled the smell of another woman in his arms, and the rising dependence disappeared without a trace.

The two finally walked to the front of the car. Bo Luocheng's face remained unsightly. He pushed Sang Jiuqing up, and he also sat in. Then he closed the windows and doors to cut off all the noise outside.

Inside, the breathing of the two could be heard clearly.

The sudden silence made Sang Jiuqing feel a little helpless. He raised his eyes slightly to look at the paparazzi outside who were unwilling to leave, with deep eyes.

"Sang Jiuqing, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Bo Luocheng pulled the man over, held him in his arms a little rudely, and pinched the other's chin mercilessly with his fingertips, causing Sang Jiuqing's skin to turn white.

Don't she want to explain everything today, she is his mistress and also an employee of Dynasty.

Sang Jiuqing frowned, until now she still couldn't figure out where Wen Yan's hatred for her came from, and she didn't hesitate to frame her like that.

Nan Shi drove the car quietly, feeling a little apprehensive. Just now, the boss read the news on the Internet, but he stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, ran through countless red lights along the way, and followed the traffic police in a circle. I didn't continue to chase until I knew who the car belonged to.

Seeing that Sang Jiuqing didn't speak, and her whole body was about to explode, Boluo City pinned her head and bit her lips angrily. After a while, there was a bloody taste in his mouth.

The blue veins on Bo Luocheng's forehead were throbbing, wishing he could just strangle this woman to death, always making trouble for him, always making people worry.

Sang Jiuqing endured it quietly, but she was still thinking about Sister An in her mind, her whole heart was in a state of turmoil, not knowing what happened next after Wen Yan's incident.

"Sang Jiuqing!! How dare you lose your mind! You damned woman!"

Bo Luocheng looked up, only to find that Sang Jiuqing was in a daze, and was so angry that he wanted to throw him out.

Sang Jiuqing pushed the person away lightly, frowning, as if she didn't even know that there was a person in front of her, and she kept meditating in her own world.

After a long time, she turned her head to look at someone with a gloomy face who was secretly sulking, and she spoke slowly as if a big decision had been made in her eyes.

"Boluo City, help me save Sister An, I promise you one condition."

A flash of astonishment flashed in Bo Luocheng's eyes, and he just wanted to raise his head to taunt this person, but seeing the seriousness in the other person's eyes, he took back the words that came out of his throat.

"A condition?"

It's not easy for this woman to say such a thing. There is a condition, and the scope is very wide. For example, he wants her to belong to him completely, including that heart.

"Yes."

Sang Jiuqing nodded seriously. She had nothing left to make a deal with this person. Before she said this, she was just gambling.

"make a deal."

The corners of Bo Luocheng's mouth were slightly hooked and leaned on the seat, black clouds surged in his eyes, unreal like clouds and mist, and his whole person became a bit ethereal.

"Nan Shi, let them go find them. I want to meet An Hong's people in an hour."

Only Bai Luocheng dared to say such arrogant words, and only then did Sang Jiuqing realize that he didn't know this person at all. If he was just the young master of the Bai family, he probably wouldn't be so confident in finding someone.

After all, the imperial capital is too big, and it is also the political and financial center of the country. There may be countless people involved in black and white, but he said that he can find someone in an hour.

Sang Jiuqing's heart sank. She underestimated Boluo City in the past. Maybe he was involved in the dark behind his back. When he thought of these two words, his whole body became stiff. She was not afraid, but like this The city of Boluo, with only one hand in control of the situation in the imperial capital, how should she leave when the time comes...

Boluo City watched Sang Jiuqing fall silent, thinking that the other party was worried about An Hong, hooked the corner of his mouth, and pulled him over with an ambiguous voice, rubbing his fingertips on Sang Jiuqing's neck thinly. Moved a little bit.

"You don't have to worry, my subordinates are very efficient. You can see her in an hour."

Sang Jiuqing's body and head still carried the aroma of coffee, which suddenly overflowed in such a narrow compartment.

She clearly knew that just a slight pinch of the hand rubbing against her neck could kill her.