Quick Travel: Don’t take the Bai Yueguang be script

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The bar was lit up with colorful lights, loud music could be heard in the ears, and there were men and women dancing closely in the hall.

Xiaoyan held her cheek with one hand and looked quietly at Su Jinyao who was sitting on her side.

"what happened?"

Fusang was stunned by Xiaoyan's gaze.

"Look how pretty Sister Yao is." Xiaoyan said with a smile.

Cough cough cough...

Fusang almost choked on her own saliva. Ever since she saved Xiaoyan last time, this little girl has been clinging to her every day and calling her "sister" one after another.

In terms of age, Xiaoyan is several years older than Su Jinyao. Now Xiaoyan is chasing after her and calling her "sister". Thinking of the curious and gossipy eyes of those Qingk people gives Fusang a headache.

She doesn't want to attract other people's attention, and she doesn't want to become "the big sister's big sister" for no reason.

"Why is Mr. Song here again today?" Zhao Po asked his subordinates.

He had just seen a familiar figure walking by, and now he thought it was Song Yu'an. Zhao Bo thought about how frequently he came in recent days, and couldn't help but look at Su Jinyao who was chatting with Xiaoyan.

"It's impossible." He thought in his mind.

Can……

Zhao Bo thought about what happened to Xiaoyan last time. Last time he heard someone said that Su Jinyao went to the Tianzi No. 1 box for Xiaoyan. At that time, he even broke into a cold sweat because of Su Jinyao.

He knew who the people in that box were. They were all people who were not easy to mess with. The most important thing was that Song Yu'an was also in there.

There is no one in City A who does not know the head of the Song family.

Speaking of Song Yuan, everyone can always think of Song Yuan's legendary life.

Song Yuan was the second son of the Song family. In front of the public, he has always been the image of a prodigal son among flowers.

In a plane accident, Young Master Song died in a plane crash.

After hearing the news of the death of the eldest son of the Song family, the Song family's stock market plummeted wildly. At this time, Song Yu'an became the chairman. With his efforts to turn the tide, the Song family's stock market rose instead of falling.

Song Yu'an is indeed a remarkable person, whether it was the romantic Second Young Master Song in the past or the all-powerful Mr. Song in the shopping mall.

"Jingle Bell……"

The cell phone rings.

Fusang answered the phone, it was Lin Ziqi's call.

"Ayao, how long will it take for you to come home?"

Fuso put the phone close to her ear and said, "Soon."

Lin Ziqi heard Su Jinyao's noisy voice on the other end of the phone and frowned, "Ayao, where are you now?"

Fuso naturally replied, "I'm still working part-time, and I'll be back soon. Okay, I'll hang up now."

After Fuso hung up the phone, he propped his head and stared at the clock on the wall.

"Sister, it's okay today. I'll keep an eye on you here. If you have anything to do, go back first and I'll talk to the manager." Xiaoyan saw Su Jinyao's bored look and said.

There was indeed nothing to do today, and Fuso was a little bored.

The key today was that Lin Ziqi called suddenly, and Fusang always felt that something was wrong.

She said "Thank you" to Xiaoyan, packed her things and planned to leave.

In room Tianzi No. 1.

"Mr. Song, he's gone."

Song Yu'an lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist, "How are the people over there preparing?"

"It's all done."

Song Yuan smiled. "That's good."

Hope the little one likes the gift he gave her.

It was also a coincidence that Song Yuan happened to meet Lin Ziqi at a cocktail party.

Song Yu'an didn't recognize Lin Ziqi, but Song Yu'an always felt familiar when they met, a bit like deja vu. Later, when he thought about it, he remembered where he had seen it.

When Xiao Zhu sent information about Su Jinyao, the investigation document said that Su Jinyao had a boyfriend, and a blurry photo of the couple was attached to that page.

But no matter how blurry the photo was, Song Yuan was sure that Lin Ziqi was the person in the photo at a glance.

Let me ask how a rich second generation still owes money and needs his girlfriend to repay it.

Song Yu'an felt that things were getting more and more interesting. He even went out of his way to investigate the matter. When he knew the truth of the matter, Song Yu'an's only thought was to share the news with Su Jinyao.

He wanted to know Su Jinyao's expression when she heard the news.

So he bribed the people around Lin Ziqi and specially set up a game.

And now...

Fusang always felt that something was wrong, and her feeling was unmistakable, so she was being followed along the way.

Because Fusang could feel that the man had no ill intentions towards her, so she didn't pay much attention to him.

She vaguely knew who sent the person following her. Thinking of this, Fuso became full of curiosity about what was going to happen next.

When Fusang came to the door of her house, she saw that the door was unlocked. She glanced vaguely behind her from the corner of her eye, and then she pushed the door open.

The room was beautifully decorated. I think Lin Ziqi must have put a lot of thought into it.

She couldn't help but think of what Lin Ziqi had been secretly planning some time ago. Was he planning this?

Fuso looked at the roses on the ground thoughtfully.

The closer she got to the room, the clearer she could hear the sounds inside.

"Brother, are you kidding me? Are you really attracted to that woman?"

"Don't call that woman that woman, she has a name." Lin Ziqi reminded.

"Su Jinyao is not worthy of you at all."

"Yes."

"Brother, you, the noble son of the Deng family, why do you want to be with that kind of woman? Didn't you say it was just a game before?" Zhang Hong asked.

"I did treat everything as a game before, but now I..."

"Brother, didn't you just want to see her true face?"

Everyone was talking.

"Ha" Fuso sighed softly.

"Lin Ziqi, you really gave me a big surprise."

Lin Ziqi froze when he heard the voice coming from behind.

He turned around and saw Su Jinyao.

"Ayao, why did you come back so early today?" Lin Ziqi stepped forward and wanted to hold Su Jinyao's hand.

Fusang dodged directly, Linzi looked forward to her.

There was only coldness in those warm eyes.

"Ayao, listen to my explanation."

"What do you want to explain? Your identity? Your purpose? Or your lies."

Fuso laughed out loud, looking at everyone in the room.

"They all know that, right? Lin Ziqi, to you, what am I to you? Your girlfriend or your toy to pass the time? Is it difficult to answer?"

"Of course you are my girlfriend." Lin Ziqi was a little anxious, and he felt a little panicked when he saw Su Jinyao's reaction.

No, Su Jinyao loves him so much, she will forgive him, she will.

"Lin Ziqi, I don't believe you anymore."

Fuso took a step back, her words cutting through his skin and heart like a knife.

"He lied to me that I was poor, lied to me that I was in debt, and even lied to me that he liked me."

"No, I did lie to you before, but now I am sincere to you, I am true..."

"Sincerity? Lin Ziqi, your sincerity is so cheap. I was wondering, every time I work part-time outside and say I will repay the money with you, do you still laugh at me in your heart? Hahaha." Fusang looked around the room. Dear young masters, she continued. "Money is such a good thing, you can play with people's hearts at will, hahaha."

"Ayao, calm down and listen to me."

"Lin Ziqi, let's break up."

Fusang left these words and turned around to leave.