You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"You won't have any crooked thoughts about me, will you?"

When she said this, the more she thought about it, the more she felt believable.

If Jiang Mian really liked Qi Yu, he could just knock on his door now, so why would he come to her in the middle of the night to confess?

And told myself not to mind, hiss...

No, this is so wrong.

The more Jiang Qiyu thought about it, the more she became biased, and the expression she looked at Jiang Mian gradually changed.

On the other hand, Jiang Mian's face was even more ugly.

In her opinion, if Jiang Qiyu was really reborn like herself, then it would be logical for her to abandon Lu Heng and approach Qi Yue instead.

After all, ten years later, the person in power of the Qi family can be said to be an existence covering the sky with one hand in the upper class circle.

Jiang Mian revealed that she was interested in Qi Yu, in fact, it was to provoke her to reveal her identity as a reborn person.

Seeing the increasingly strange expression on Jiang Qiyu's face, and her seemingly wandering thoughts, Jiang Mian could no longer hold her breath.

"Qi Yu."

She pursed her lips and stood up from the bed: "That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?"

Jiang Qiyu was immersed in her misunderstanding that "men and women kill each other".

Seeing Jiang Mian standing up, she couldn't help but take two steps back, the panic on her face was undisguised, and she almost lost the phone in her hand.

"..."

And Jiang Mian saw her look like she didn't know whether she was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, so she simply gave up the temptation, and slightly bent the corners of her lips to explain to her:

"I really have a good impression of Brother Yu. I just saw that you guys are getting closer these days, so I want to come to you to make sure..."

She paused, then looked straight into Jiang Qiyu's eyes, and said in a calm and serious tone:

"I want to know, what is the relationship between the two of you now?"

"what relationship?"

Hearing what she said, Jiang Qiyu, who felt good about herself and thought too much, finally realized it.

This Jiang Mian regards herself as a rival in love.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, and then rolled her eyes, it was a dirty trick that hurt others but didn't benefit herself.

"So that's what you meant."

Facing Jiang Mian who was staring at her closely, Jiang Qiyu changed her avoidance just now, stepped forward and grabbed her arm, and said enthusiastically:

"You like Qi Yue, right? You told me earlier, I'll help you!"

"you......"

Jiang Mian was a little overwhelmed by her sudden enthusiasm, and the peaceful smile on her face was a little stiff:

"Will you help me?"

"Of course!"

Jiang Qiyu patted her chest righteously, and approached her like a good brother:

"Then tell me, what do you like about Qi Yue? I might as well prescribe the right medicine."

"I......"

She didn't expect her to ask such a question. Jiang Mian, who was here to test her out, was a bit led by the nose for a while.

But the words have come to this point, and I can only bite the bullet and say:

"Brother Yu is very handsome, capable, and... very good at taking care of others. Is it normal to like him?"

"Well...you have a point."

Jiang Qiyu nodded with a teachable expression.

Then, under Jiang Mian's puzzled eyes, she slowly raised the mobile phone she had been holding in her hand, and grinned slyly at the receiver:

"Did you hear clearly? Renshuai is capable and will take care of others... Mr. Qi."

"..."

For a moment, both Jiang Mian and Qi Yue, who was accepting the confession through the receiver, fell silent.

The atmosphere of the scene was once so embarrassing that it made people tighten their chrysanthemums, and their whole body was electrified.

At least Jiang Mian is like this.

After a period of silence, there was a voice on the phone.

"..."

Qi Yu's breathing became slightly heavy, and then his slightly tired magnetic voice sounded:

"Jiang Qiyu, if you really have nothing to do, ask them to give you a few outdated newspapers tomorrow to tear up."

Hearing the dissatisfaction in his words, Jiang Qiyu didn't express anything yet, but Jiang Mian was anxious.

Although she didn't really like Qi Yu, she never wanted to make him feel bad about her, and she didn't care about anything, so she immediately explained:

"Brother Yu, actually I..."

It's just that before she finished speaking, his impatient voice came from the phone again:

"Also, if you can't sleep, instead of running to knock on other people's doors in the middle of the night, it's better to go downstairs and squat now, so that you can crow at dawn."

After speaking, the phone was quickly hung up without giving the two people here any time to react.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

Listening to the busy tone coming from the speaker, Jiang Mian looked at her in astonishment:

"Didn't you say you'd help me..."

The smile on Jiang Qiyu's face remained undiminished, and after hanging up the phone, she said as a matter of course:

"Let's not talk about the facts, just say whether it helps or not."

"I helped, but..."

"Hey, don't worry too much about the details."

Interrupting Jiang Mian, she raised her hand and patted her shoulder with a sincere tone:

"Based on the relationship between our sisters, if you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me, and I will definitely help you!"

It's a waste of time.

She didn't dare to say the last two words, because the face of the recipient opposite was getting uglier.

"..."

Why couldn't Jiang Mian see that Jiang Qiyu was trying to show her off on purpose.

But she is not a little girl who is ignorant of the world, and her face quickly returned to normal.

As long as there is no result of testing to confirm whether Jiang Qiyu is also reborn, she will not turn against her.

Anyone can do it, but Jiang Qiyu can't.

With her current level of insanity and her reckless way of acting, it is hard to guarantee that she will not say something she shouldn't say on future programs.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mian could only force a smile from her face, and left her room in a hurry under the pretext of late night.

After waiting for the people to leave, Jiang Qiyu lay on the bed and thought about it before typing on her mobile phone.

[The spear dipped in shit and poked someone to death: Are you asleep? 】

"..."

No reply, that's normal.

She secretly called Qi Yue just now, and she went there with the idea of ​​causing disaster to injure the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred.

In these years, the only offensive power that she can recognize from the bottom of her heart is him.

While swearing at people through Qi Yue's mouth, you can also tell Jiang Mian that he treats them equally, and there is no need to regard himself as a stumbling block.

But in the final analysis, she was the one who disturbed people's rest, and logically speaking, an apology should be made.

It's just that Jiang Qiyu hesitated again and again, and in the end, she was afraid that if the news woke up people and would scold them one by one, she simply abandoned the feeling of regret in her heart.

It's just that she just deleted all the words she typed, and looked at the message sent from the other side——

[Yu: Write a thesis in the dialog box? 】

[The spear sticks in shit and pokes whoever dies: [呲牙] Mr. Qi hasn't slept yet? 】

[Yu: I was asleep. 】

[The spear sticks shit and pokes someone to death: Hey, why don't you continue to sleep? 】

[Yu: I'm thinking about whether to go to Jiang Mian's door to take a shit. 】

[The spear dipped in shit and pokes who dies:? ? ? 】

[The spear sticks in shit and pokes someone to death: I don't think there's any need for this, right? 】