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

Sang Jiuqing walked to Wen Yan's side with a smile in his eyes.

"Miss Wen, I got a bracelet a few days ago. I heard it's worth [-] million yuan. Please help me to see if it's true?"

Sang Jiuqing took off the bracelet from her hand and put it in front of Wen Yan's eyes, her face full of sincerity.

The disdain on Wen Yan's face deepened. What a broken bracelet cost [-] million, and he didn't even bother to give Sang Jiuqing another look. It seems that Mu Bing's look is not very good.

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Sang Jiuqing's precious broken bracelet, a hint of ridicule flashed in his heart, he snatched it up and played with it in his hand.

Seeing Sang Jiuqing's nervous expression, she felt even more proud. She tossed the bracelet high and caught it again. Heh, she just wanted to see this shameless woman nervous.

Wasn't it pretty good last time?

"Miss Wen, don't throw it away. It's not good to break it."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a crisp sound, and the jade bracelet was broken to pieces on the ground.

Sang Jiuqing's face turned pale, and the sockets of her eyes immediately turned red.

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands.

"I'm so sorry, slippery."

In fact, she didn't think about breaking her bracelet, but someone touched it just now and didn't catch it, but so what, it's just a broken bracelet.

Just as he was thinking, he saw the onlookers disperse to the two sides automatically, and people from Boluo City and the dealer appeared in front of them.

"Young Master Bai..."

Sang Jiuqing rushed over aggrieved, her small shoulders trembled, looking pitiful.

"At the last auction, she dropped the [-] million bracelet you gave me. I'm so sad."

Sang Jiuqing was aggrieved and lay on Boluo City's shoulders, her voice was sobbing, it was really sad for those who saw it, and tears for those who heard it.

Boluo City frowned, looking at the debris on the ground, a flash of anger suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he looked straight at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was startled, his body seemed to be pierced by the gaze, and only then did he realize something was wrong.

"I...I didn't mean to."

But the onlookers just now had sharp eyes.

"It wasn't intentional, she snatched it by herself, and even threw it for fun~"

"That's right, Miss Sang has already told her to be careful, saying that the bracelet is very expensive, but she didn't listen."

"If it's really [-] million, I'll probably lose blood now."

Hearing these voices, Boluo City frowned even more. This was the first time he gave Sang Jiuqing something, but the woman dropped it as soon as she said it, heh.

"Young Master Bai, I really didn't do it on purpose, really..."

Wen Yan was in a hurry.

"Didn't it be done on purpose? You heard it too. This is a bracelet at an auction. It was bought for [-] million yuan. Or, if you say it was not intentional, you don't have to pay for it?"

Boluo laughed lightly, a little mockingly.

A smile flashed in Sang Jiuqing's eyes, and he gently put his arms around the other's waist. This man is not that bad.

Wen Yan's face turned pale. If this bracelet was really bought for [-] million, then she would definitely have to pay it tonight, but how could she get [-] million? The money.

"I……"

"Miss Wen, the lawyer's letter will be delivered to you tomorrow. You can figure it out yourself."

Boluo City was already a little impatient, and patted Sang Jiuqing on the back with a doting tone.

"You too, such an expensive thing, how can you let this kind of person take it casually."

"She snatched it, and I didn't want to."

"You're just too kind. It's not good. You're easy to be bullied."

After Bai Luocheng said these words, his conscience was extremely disturbed. The word "kindness" is not at all related to a woman like Sang Jiuqing, but now he has to cooperate with this woman to continue acting.

The people around felt that their eyes were blind. Who said that Young Master Di Dubai had a changeable temperament, so he was very gentle tonight.

The people who just laughed at Sang Jiuqing for wearing a high imitation were afraid to speak for a moment. They have bracelets worth [-] million yuan. Even if someone jumped out and said that she was wearing a gold silk dress, they would raise their hands without doubt agree.

Wen Yan trembled all over, and didn't dare to say a word. She just felt that everyone around her was watching her jokes, and the contemptuous gazes made her feel uncomfortable.

Sang Jiuqing, this bitch, is always because of her![-] million, huh, even if you sell her, you can't make up [-] million.

What's more, I have offended Young Master Bai now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to even film a scene in the future. Thinking of this, my eyes are red, and I looked up at the person who had a good chat with Boluo City, and suddenly felt that God is really unfair. What's wrong with such a woman? Well, why is everyone holding her up.

Is it because of her face?It really is a vixen!
"Sang Jiuqing, what are you so proud of? The man you're with now just treats you for entertainment. Not only him, but all the men who support you are the same. They don't really love you. You just Disgusting adopted mistress, no one in this world will really love you, and no one will marry you."

Wen Yan's words were paused word by word, slowly resounding in the lobby, everyone looked over, although no one spoke, but all meanings were expressed in their eyes - it turned out to be just a mistress.

Sang Jiuqing's eyes were calm, like a dazzling butterfly, she stood quietly among the crowd.

Boluo City just wanted to say something, for example, as long as she is willing, I will marry her, or, whoever said that no one in this world will love her, I think she is good.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard the powerful Sang Jiuqing laugh softly, with the blood-red wine still in his hand, as noble as a vampire queen.

Everyone wondered what this woman would say.

With a smile in her eyes, Sang Jiuqing looked at Wen Yan lightly, thinking that this would hit her, and raised her eyebrows.

"I don't care about marriage, what's the use of that thing."

The woman's faint voice drifted away slowly, like a gentle wind, without any emotion, it just passed by after it was blown.

Bo Luocheng's eyes deepened. It turned out that this woman had never thought of marrying him.

At this moment, Sang Jiuqing was really dazzling, like a glaring fire, burning fiercely in everyone's hearts.

Wen Yan's face turned paler, and he smiled bleakly.

Sang Jiuqing put down the wine on her fingertips, took Bo Luocheng's arm, and smiled lightly.

Bo Luocheng felt that his heart was really hurting, his eyes hurt, his hands hurt, and his whole body hurt. In short, whenever he saw this woman, he felt his heart was bleeding.

But she is still so willful.

Oh, she didn't intend to be a draft, but she was lonely and arrogant.

Mu Bing lifted his head down, glanced at Sang Jiuqing, and a smile flashed in his eyes. It seemed that every time he saw her, she was always so dazzling. If such a woman wanted to seduce someone, she probably would not fail yes.

Because of such a commotion at the banquet, tonight's heroine was ignored, and Wen Yan was invited out with a pale face.

Sang Jiuqing looked at the gentle Mu Bing who was smiling not far away, and raised her eyebrows. Don't think she didn't know what this man was doing secretly. If he hadn't pushed Wen Yan when he passed by, how could the bracelet fall? .

Speaking of which, this man helped her a lot.

……

Zhuang Xi watched this scene quietly on the second floor, propped his chin and squinted his eyes.

"Brother, that man is quite interesting, isn't his name Sang Jiuqing?"

Zhuang Zizhou pouted.

"You can't learn from her badly, this woman can't get married."

"Who said that, I think Boluo City really wants to marry her."

Zhuang Xi shakes the wine in his hand. She is tall, about 1.7 meters eight, and her legs are estimated to be 1.4 meters. Her skin is very white. Her facial features, which were not outstanding at first, combined together have an indescribable exotic.

She is not a beauty that people can remember at a glance, but the more she looks at it, the more interesting she is.

"It's been seven years. Why did you come back this time? Why did you leave in the first place?"

A trace of complexity flashed in Zhuang Xi's eyes. For so many years, every time someone asked her why she had to leave, but she couldn't say anything. That secret was probably going to rot in her stomach.

Although there was a small episode in the lobby, it didn't affect anything.

After a while, everyone saw tonight's heroine walking down the stairs.

Fan Er, who has walked through the international runways countless times, shocked everyone as soon as she appeared on the stage. It seemed that every step of her was stepping on the music, and every step was so noble.

But the dealer's daughter has always been arrogant since she was a child, so for a while, no one dared to strike up a conversation.

Sang Jiuqing nestled on the sofa again, squinting her eyes like a cat, when Zhuang Xi came over, Sang Jiuqing didn't expect that she would sit beside him.

Neither of them spoke, they just drank quietly.

One lazy, one noble.

Sang Jiuqing hadn't spoken a word to her until Boluo City came over.

When she got into the car, her brows were frowned. Sang Jiuqing didn't know how to describe Zhuang Xi, but she could only say that he was a person with a lot of stories.

After the car stopped, Sang Jiuqing opened the car door, his scalp was numb from the cold air from Boluo City, and he didn't know why this man went crazy.

"Sang Jiuqing."

"Ok?"

Sang Jiuqing turned her head, her eyes calm.I thought that Boluo City would say something, but the other party closed the car window lightly, and that face finally blurred into a phantom.

Bo Luocheng quietly watched her receding back, thinking of what she said at the banquet, his eyes became even more serious.

How could there be such a woman in this world.

……

Su Shuiyu sat on the roof alone with a beer in his hand, and smiled wryly when he saw someone walking not far away.

"The banquet is over?"

"Ah."

The typhoon was very windy, and there were cans of beer under Su Shuiyu's feet, his eyes were red, and his hair was messy.

Bo Luocheng did not speak, took a can at his feet, opened it and drank silently, if there is anyone in this world who understands Su Shuiyu, then he is one.

"It's been seven years, but that woman is willing to come back, Luo Cheng, I've been in pain these seven years..."

Su Shuiyu smiled lightly, the prosperity of the imperial capital reflected in his eyes, but all the prosperity was bleak in his eyes.

"She came back, probably because that person also came back."

Su Shuiyu stood quietly.

"I won't pester her again this time."