Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

Huo Yanheng went to school, and there was only one person left in the huge mansion, and a group of servants who were busy with something unknown.

Early this morning, Leng Qingqing discovered that the new servants looked at him with some inexplicable kindness, or... awe.

"Good morning, madam!"

This is not the first servant to say good morning to Leng Qing with such enthusiasm.

"...Good morning." Leng Qingqing walked around her doubtfully, and after walking a few steps away, she could still detect a scorching gaze watching her leave.

She was really confused about the sudden change in attitude of the servants.

During the half-hour of breakfast, Lonely quickly browsed through the major brokerage companies that had extended an olive branch to her, and several of them offered benefits that she was quite satisfied with.

After adding her contact information, Leng Qingqing decided to make an appointment.

If she wants to continue working in the entertainment industry, she must have an agent with excellent business capabilities to handle all matters for her.

After finishing his work, Leng Qingqing stretched his limbs and was deeply moved when he saw the table in front of him covered with notes.

He immediately reached for his phone from the side, opened Moments, took photos, photos, and edited copy, all in one go——

[It’s another day to get up early and work, full of energy! ps: If anyone wants to go shopping together, please give me a like and let me know. 】

Bai Dan liked it instantly, and Andy liked it instantly.

Leng Qingqing privately chatted with the two of them at the same time, but what they got was - neither of them had time, they just liked the tactics.

[…………] Leng Qingqing typed angrily: [It was the wrong payment after all! 】

After chatting with the two for a while, they both left the scene saying they had work to do.

Leng Qingqing decided to go out for a walk by himself, but at this moment, a round red dot appeared at the entrance of the circle of friends, with [1] displayed inside the red dot.

Good news: Someone liked it!

Bad news: Zhao Qianjin’s hands are shaking.

At this moment, Zhao Qianjin was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, looking at the WeChat interface with a sad face. At the top of the chat interface was the latest message from her love rival.

[Meet you at the Imperial Commercial Building in half an hour. 】

Unfortunately, after breakfast, Zhao Qianjin had to put on all her makeup as usual, sit down and drink a cup of coffee... and at the same time scroll through her phone with a sense of ritual.

She just checked the circle of friends to see where her little sisters went for shopping and vacation recently.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened it, I found that Leng Qingqing had posted a message on Moments!

Still freshly baked.

Looking at the deserted pictures, Zhao Qianjin looked at the table in front of her with a heavy heart. There was only a cup of coffee exuding a fragrant aroma.

and a mobile phone.

Zhao Qianjin, who came across this circle of friends, was immediately filled with a sense of guilt.

"No wonder she has changed so much." Zhao Qianjin put down her coffee, stared at her phone and murmured: "She actually started working and studying from early in the morning...Does Huo Jingsen know?"

This is completely different from the deserted scene in Zhao Qianjin's impression.

It’s hard to imagine that a few years can really change a person.

Zhao Qianjin, who was aroused by her desire to win, immediately placed an order for various books for herself online. There were so many types and a wide range of subjects that even she was shocked by her diligence when she read them!

"I will read all the books this month." Zhao Qianjin hugged the phone tightly and secretly made up her mind: "I can definitely do it."

"Let me see..." Zhao Qianjin opened her eyes wide, clicked on the ordering interface, and counted carefully: "I bought thirty-eight romance books, twenty modern novels, eighteen ancient novels, and forty-two Danmei... There are a little bit of ancient Danmei, so I will buy two more Danmei. They are my favorite black leather editions, and they are signed by the author!"

Zhao Qianjin happily continued to place the order.

Then suddenly I received a WeChat video.

The ringtone was so sudden that it startled Zhao Qianjin. Her hands shook twice in one day. She wanted to hang up but actually picked up the call!

A deserted face appeared on the screen, with big black beautiful eyes slightly widened and staring at her.

Their eyes met, and both of them were silent.

Leng Qingqing: "Well, I just wanted to call you to urge you because you haven't replied to my message..."

It is difficult for Zhao Qianjin to describe the wonderful experience of making a video call with her love rival behind her husband's back.

Well, it just feels like an affair.

But their identities are completely reversed!

Something is wrong, this is very wrong.

"Um, where did you say you were going...?" Zhao Qianjin showed off her lifelong acting skills: "I was busy just now and didn't see any news from you."

Leng Qingqing briefly recalled that from the time he initiated the video to the time the person opposite picked up the video, it only took one second.

I didn’t see the news. It turns out that I didn’t see the news.

Leng Qingqing didn't expose her, because it was a bit gratifying to see the serious expression on the other side.

"It's okay," Leng Qingqing said the address generously, and asked by the way: "Can you drive? Do you want me to pick you up? Tell me your home address?"

Zhao Qianjin's heart suddenly sounded alarm bells!

Could it be that Leng Qingqing already knew his identity and even saw through his purpose?

So she pretended not to recognize herself, wanted to know where her home was, and then came to cause trouble?

When her aunt said that Leng Qingqing was divorcing Huo Jingsen, she wouldn't think that she was the one who was getting in the way, right?

Thinking deeply, Zhao Qianjin's little face suddenly turned pale.

She pondered for a few seconds and tried her best to look serious: "Well, otherwise, let's forget it today. My home is far away, and going out is a bit... well, it's not convenient."

The picture on the other end is upside down and tilted, and there is no deserted face. It seems that the owner of the mobile phone is walking out.

Leng Qingqing immediately said: "No, I'll pick you up! Send me your address!"

When Zhao Qianjin heard the woman's crisp response, her vision suddenly went dark.

A few seconds later, Leng Qingqing slammed the car door expressionlessly and walked out of the driver's seat.

She suddenly remembered that the original owner did not have a driver's license.

After thinking about it, Leng Qingqing hesitated and said slowly to the other end: "How about... you come and pick me up?"

An hour later, a pair with an extremely strange atmosphere appeared in the Imperial Commercial Building.

Wearing sunglasses and a mask, the woman almost completely covered her body. She held her arm with the girl next to her who was wearing a beige tweed haute couture skirt and walked furtively on the road.

"Jinjin, let's go to this store and have a look. The shoes are pretty good."

Leng Qingqing, who didn't realize there was anything wrong with him at all, stopped, pointed at a pair of pointed high heels in the transparent window in front of him, and said.

"Ah...Okay." Zhao Qianjin came back to her senses, completely absent-minded. From the moment she saw Leng Qingqing, her body and spirit were tense and she did not dare to relax.

Naturally, she wouldn't believe that the cold date with her was really just for shopping.

But the title "Jin Jin" is a bit too intimate!

Jin Jin, whose arm was held by Leng Qingqing, was already extremely stiff.

...I don’t want to experience this thrilling feeling again in my life.

Leng Qingqing just asked Zhao Qianjin for her card number, but Zhao Qianjin refused. She was not such a stingy person and would not get into trouble with someone just for a set of clothes.

"You're such a nice person. I really have good taste." Leng Qingqing stared at her face for a while, then suddenly smiled and said such a sentence, which made Zhao Qianjin's hair stand on end.

"I treat you today." Here is the second half of Lengqing's sentence. She never owes others anything, and she doesn't want others to owe her anything.

Since you owe something, you must pay it back.

Zhao Qianjin was dragged into the store by her. She quietly asked the clerk to take the shoes off the display window and asked Zhao Qianjin, "How are they? Do you like them?"

"Not bad." Zhao Qianjin nodded slightly, showing appreciation. It is undeniable that Leng Qingqing's vision is very tasteful. If it were her, she would definitely buy this pair of shoes.

"It's size 240, no need to wrap it up." Leng Qingqing told the clerk.

Then he turned around and said to Zhao Qianjin with a smile: "I guess you wear size 240, am I right?"

Zhao Qianjin was slightly stunned. These shoes were actually bought for herself?

What happened? Zhao Qianjin was stunned by the sugar-coated bullets, and her head was spinning: "Wait, don't you want these shoes?"

Leng Qingqing came over with a smile, held her hand and helped her sit down: "I think these shoes match your dress today better."

Zhao Qianjin frowned slightly when she saw her outfit in the opposite mirror.

Because she was walking out in a hurry, she had no choice but to wear a pair of shoes. The color and style did not match the duffle suit she was wearing.

Normally, she would not allow herself to appear like this in front of others.

But for some reason today, I even ignored such an important thing.

Zhao Qianjin raised her eyes to look at Leng Qingqing and blinked: "Thank you."

Leng Qingqing turned sideways to make way for the clerk: "Quickly try it!"

Zhao Qianjin temporarily suppressed the complicated feelings in her heart, sat on the sofa, and took off the inappropriate shoes.

The clerks in this store have developed a vicious eye and have long recognized that the two of them were wearing expensive brand names. While another colleague was trying on the customer's shoes, the clerk who had been standing at the door came up and flattered them in a surprised tone:

"You two have really good taste. This shoe is limited to one pair, and there are no different styles across the country. I see that you two have such good temperaments, can't you be sisters?"

"She?" Leng Qingqing said casually: "She is my best friend!"

"Oh, let me tell you, you two have such a good relationship! They are not real sisters, but they are better than real sisters!"

"........."

Zhao Qianjin, who was trying on shoes, was completely numb.

Best friend, best friend, etc...

At the same time, outside the transparent window, Sheng Ming, who was shopping with his new girlfriend, was pressing his entire face against the glass wall, staring at the two people in the store in amazement.

"Sheng Ming, what are you doing?" His pretty new girlfriend tugged on his sleeve with a coquettish tone.

"Stop making trouble, go ahead." Sheng Ming waved her away, without even looking back, and continued to stick to the glass wall like a peeping tom, his eyes widening.

After a while, the two women inside went to check out hand in hand.

Sheng Ming took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a stupid expression and sent a WeChat message to someone.

[...wc, guess who I saw? 】