Slightly sweet when I first heard it

"I have socialized at the wine table many times, and I have met many men who say that they are too drunk."

"These people beat their wives, their children, their subordinates, and the elderly."

"But I've never seen them beat their bosses and beneficiary dads."

"So you see, isn't alcohol magical, and it can also selectively commit violence, right?"

Yi Jing smiled wryly and sat back, "Wen Qingyin, you are really annoying. I can't even lie to myself."

Wen Qingyin was curious, "It's common for me to lie to others, but it's the first time I've seen lying to myself. Come on, tell me, what's the benefit of doing this?"

Yi Jing smiled bitterly, "I, I may not be reconciled. I still want to prove that I am also loved by someone."

Wen Qingyin didn't understand, "Relying on cheating?"

Yi Jing was a little disappointed, "If he can lie to me for the rest of his life, he wouldn't be considered a lie. It's a pity that he doesn't even bother to lie to me now."

Wen Qingyin raised the mineral water bottle and clinked glasses with her.

Yi Jing seemed to be ruthless, and drank the water in the glass in one gulp.

I don't know if she really has something to do, or if she is afraid that Wen Qingyin will say something that will suffocate people, after drinking the water, she throws down the glass and slips away.

Wen Qingyin was about to text Yan Jinghuai to say bad things about her when the door of the box opened again.

A young man came in, his face was full of vigilance when he saw Wen Qingyin:

"Who are you and why are you in my private room."

This person has no flaws in his expression.

If Yi Jing hadn't said that the box tonight was only for Wen Qingyin, Wen Qingyin would have suspected that she had entered the wrong room.

She put down her phone and watched the show with great interest.

Someone came to play a full set, took out his mobile phone, and threatened: "Are you a bastard, followed me here. This is a private occasion, please leave immediately, or I will call the police."

The acting is decent.

With the dim light, Wen Qingyin looked at the person in front of him.

This man is very thin, different from Yan Jinghuai's leanness full of strength, he is pure skinny.I don't know if it's because of the lighting, but his complexion is very ugly, sallow and emaciated.

There is nothing special about this man's facial features, the only thing that stands out is his nose, which is very tall and straight, standing abruptly in the center of his face.

Wen Qingyin was sure that she had never seen this person before, but felt that he was somehow familiar.

She couldn't help but compare this man with Yan Jinghuai, feeling very proud of herself.

Who says I'm not good at aesthetics, our Yan Jinghuai is so good-looking, the eyes, nose and mouth work together tacitly, he looks like a handsome guy.

The visitor misunderstood Wen Qingyin's distraction.

He thought that Wen Qingyin fell in love with him at first sight, so he was too shy to speak.

He couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Since he entered the room, Wen Qingyin didn't speak, neither resisted nor cooperated, he just didn't know how to perform the next scene.

Now, he decided to give them a chance.

He pretended that he only saw the house number clearly, exclaimed, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I seem to have misremembered the room number."

After saying that, she closed the door and took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to Wen Qingyin: "Miss, I'm really sorry. Do you think this is okay? I will pay for your consumption tonight."

Yi Jing is the host tonight, drinks are free for the audience, so where is the cost?

Looking at the sticker on his chest, he is indeed Yi Jing's guest.Wen Qingyin called out Yi Jing's number, trying to call her over to take him away.

She didn't speak all the time, and the man wasn't embarrassed, and introduced him from the outside: "Do you think I look familiar? I'm Cao Ming, the singing Cao Ming."

As if worried that he would not be convincing, he added: "I also act and also work as a part-time host."

Wen Qingyin knew him.

This person is Yan Jinghuai's former teammate, and he cooperated with the manager surnamed Lu to rape Yan Jinghuai.

Wen Qingyin understood why his eyes were familiar.

He is very similar to Yan Jinghuai.

It has nothing to do with looks, but with demeanor.

He is imitating Yan Jinghuai.

Wen Qingyin is not happy anymore, this kind of stuff is also worthy.

Cao Ming misunderstood Wen Qingyin's silence as shyness.Thinking of the purpose of this trip, he lowered his eyebrows and made a charming expression:
"I think you look a little familiar, we seem to have met somewhere.——I remembered, are you Xiao Wendong, the granddaughter of Mr. Wen Bada——"

He got too close, Wen Qingyin moved to the side to distance himself from him.

She asked coldly, "what's the matter?"

Cao Ming didn't wink, and continued to move towards her, "You are so beautiful. I have seen many beauties in the circle, and you are prettier than them."

"We have a mirror at home, so I know what I look like." Wen Qingyin said, "Sit over, I don't like strangers getting too close."

Cao Ming choked, thinking that the rich women were really hard to deal with.Thinking of the purpose of this trip, he can only keep smiling:
"I haven't thanked you yet. I'm very grateful that you invested in that show and provided a platform for all our singers."

Cao Ming is not a small star without influence, he has talked about this, and ordinary people should take advantage of the trend to invite him.It can be heard that Qingyin is not there, and she continues to look at Cao Ming expressionlessly.

Cao Ming has served investors with eccentric tempers, and he has also willingly pretended to be his grandson.But that was long ago when he
You can only pick resources that Yan Jinghuai doesn't want.

It's different now, he Cao Ming is the number one brother in domestic entertainment.

Fans and popularity gave him confidence.

He didn't want to lie low and be a small person, and directly stated his purpose:
"Wen Dong, look, I'm also a leading figure among young singers. Liu Chang has been on your show. Do I have a chance to participate?"

Wen Qingyin was also frank, "I just pay for it, I don't care about program planning. If you want to participate, you can negotiate with the program team."

Cao Ming's smile froze. If the program team agrees to his request, he doesn't have to plan this meeting with the manager.

His smile was even brighter, and his face was slightly turned to the side.

He has practiced many times and knows that he looks best from this angle:

"To tell you the truth, I have some small conflicts in communication with the program team." He complained jokingly, "The program requirements are also strict, and they don't allow me to use my own microphone."

"So Wen Dong, look, can you be more flexible."

Cao Ming meant that he wanted to lip-sync.

He thought that since Wen Qingyin was doing this job, he had some understanding of this kind of 'terminology'.

But Wen Qingyin has always believed in 'professional people do professional things', and is a hands-off shopkeeper.

Not only did she not understand the meaning behind Cao Ming's words, but she also felt that he was not paying attention.

She did the show to advertise the products of 'Liufang', and she didn't know how thick-skinned this guy was, but she thought she could make an exception for him.

She's getting annoyed.Just about to make a move, Yi Jing came in at this moment.

She was surprised and asked, "Cao Ming, why are you here?"

Wen Qingyin said coldly: "He said this is his private room."

Such an old trick.

Yi Jing looked at Cao Ming with disgust, who looked like a big snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain on the outside, but secretly destroyed his family.

Still fucking in her territory.

MD Wen Qingyin is also something you can seduce.

Cao Ming was not embarrassed by being exposed, and greeted Yi Jing as if nothing happened.

He just wanted to leave, but heard Wen Qingyin ask Yi Jing: "Your painting is very beautiful."

Cao Ming can still talk about art.He felt that he had another chance, so he followed Wen Qingyin's line of sight and saw clusters of apricot blossoms.

Yi Jing glanced at it, and said casually, "Van Gogh's 'Branches in Spring', a world famous painting, is of course beautiful."

Wen Qingyin asked again: "Is it expensive?"

Yi Jing was puzzled: "The original version is not for sale, and even if you have money, you can't buy it. But this one is a counterfeit product, and the original version is not even a fraction."

Wen Qingyin was puzzled, "It looks the same."

Yi Jing didn't know what kind of medicine she bought in her gourd, so she explained according to her words: "The original is precious because there is only one original. No matter how imitated the imitation is, it can only be a rotten fake. Fakes are of course worthless. "

Their conversation seemed to have nothing to do with Cao Ming, but Cao Ming felt guilty unconsciously.

At this moment, Wen Qingyin called by name and said, "Mr. Cao, you are still here."

Cao Ming squeezed out a smiling face, "I, I'll go right away."

Wen Qingyin also smiled at him: "Tonight's meeting, I don't want the fourth person to know. I'm already married, I don't want my husband to misunderstand, understand."

Cao Ming couldn't even laugh now.

He did arrange for a reporter to secretly take pictures, hoping to hype up a wave of scandals.

Wen Bada's granddaughter is much more valuable than Su Weiwei.

Yi Jing also became vigilant, threatening with a half-smile:
"No, today is a private gathering, and all the people who come are famous. They don't like their privacy being discussed by the public."

"You're right, Mr. Cao."

Cao Ming nodded stiffly, called the paparazzi as soon as he left the house, and asked him to delete the photo of himself and Wen Qingyin at three times the price.

Wen Qingyin checked the time, "It's getting late, I'm going back to sleep."

Yi Jing still wanted to gossip with her about Cao Ming, so she tried to persuade her to stay: "Why are you acting like an old man, let's chat later. If you're sleepy, let's go outside for a little jump."

Wen Qingyin glanced at the crowd dancing outside, with a full face of rejection: "Don't you think, it looks like orangutans throwing shit at each other."

You hurry up, take a step slowly and be careful that we will kill you.

Wen Qingyin felt that this trip was not in vain, so she told Yi Jing: "Don't just find someone to join in the work, live well, there will always be good things waiting for you."

Yi Jing: Thank you, but I was not comforted.

After hesitating for a moment, she reminded: "Cao Ming is the last cash cow of their company, so it's not easy to do it."

She could see Wen Qingyin's hostility towards Cao Ming.

Wen Qingyin waved his hand as if he didn't hear it: "Go back, it's the anniversary, what if your master isn't here."

Tonight is destined to be a restless night.

On the way to the parking lot, Wen Qingyin met an acquaintance.

Cui Jie reeked of alcohol, and his clothes were wrinkled and hadn't been changed for an unknown number of days.

He came here specially to sniff the voiceless tonight.

Cui Jie's eyes were red, and he said with hatred: "Wen Qingyin, you did it on purpose. You deliberately asked my dad to take the land, and you deliberately took revenge on me."

An ancient tomb was dug out in the western suburbs, and Cui Jie's father planned to keep it a secret and continue the construction, but he was stabbed out.Now that the entire project has been suspended, Cui Jie's father is locked up in the detention center. The most troublesome thing is that his family's financial chain is broken.

Wen Qingyin didn't even bother to laugh, and looked at him coldly, "Something like you is not worth my trouble."