Race on the Head of the Ex [Rebirth]

After waiting for two days, Fang Xuanyao didn't move. He Qingqi routinely bombed WeChat every day. The person seemed to have evaporated from the world, and he didn't reply.

Called in the past several times, and then found out that I was hacked? ?

He Qingqi called He Qingzhou with his head full of question marks.

"Yes, is it Xiaoqi?" The man's calm voice was filled with surprise, as if a few catties of pie fell from the sky in vain, making him dizzy.

He Qingqi touched his nose, and suddenly a little sadness appeared: "...Yes."

"Is there something to ask for brother... ask me for help?"

He Qingqi looked out the window, his eyelashes trembled, and he whispered, "Something's going on."

There was silence, as if his throat was blocked, his lips and teeth squeezed out a single syllable: "Brother."

Hearing this, He Qingzhou on the other end of the phone suddenly opened his eyes wide, his mind was chaotic, and his heartbeat was so fast, as if time had stopped.

He Qingqi could still hear the other party's rapid breathing, and I don't know how long it took before he became calm.

He Qingzhou restrained the huge surprise in his heart, and his throat twitched: "You said, Xiaoqi."

"Fang Xuanyao...what is it doing recently?"

"Xuanyao? She recently asked for leave, saying that something happened, what's wrong?"

"She won't answer my phone."

"Maybe it's back to the United States." He Qingzhou said relievedly: "It's okay, Xiaoqi, don't worry."

He Qingqi knew that He Qingzhou had misunderstood, so he pursed his lips, twisted his brow, and asked him, "If I say that Fang Xuanyao wants to harm me, do you believe it?"

"Xuanyao is going to kill you?" He Qingzhou couldn't believe it.

He Qingqi didn't answer, but instead asked, "Brother, Fang Xuanyao's parents' death and Fang's bankruptcy have anything to do with our family?"

In fact, she doesn't believe in the former at all. If her father is really so ruthless and unrighteous, her disobedient daughter would have been thrown out of the country long ago, so she would stay cool.

But the latter... can't be determined. The shopping mall is like a battlefield. She listened to her grandpa at home all the time about Uncle Fang’s incompetence, and that Fang was on the verge of bankruptcy. It was understandable that He went up and took a bite.

A "brother" and a "our family" coaxed He Qingzhou into air, feeling that the world is not real.

"brother?"

"Oh!" He Qingzhou returned to his senses, recalling her question, frowning: "Why ask?"

"Oh, just tell me, it doesn't matter, no false words are allowed, or else..." He Qingqi stalked his neck, coquettishly: "I won't call your brother." The neck was quietly red.

He Qingzhou was so cute by her appearance, and suddenly he seemed to be back to the age of thirteen or fourteen. At that time, He Qingqi was also like this, arrogant and lovely.

He sorted out his thoughts, and suddenly wondered if someone was chewing his tongue in front of Xiaoqi, a little anxious: "Who told you this is pure nonsense!"

"Her parents' death has nothing to do with us. When her parents die, what benefits can our family get? Yes, at that time, grandpa wanted to take her into the house and raise her, but that's not to believe that she didn't care about it. Cousin?"

"It's not that I want to embezzle her property."

"At that time, when she first arrived at Yuding, my grandfather specially asked me to look after her."

"On the contrary, it is the boss of the Fang family! Actually, I don't know very well. I was only a teenager at that time, but I vaguely remember that grandpa and dad said that it might have something to do with the boss of the Fang family."

"As for the Fang family, the boss of the Fang family is a straw bag. If the Fang family falls into his hands, isn't it inevitable that bankruptcy is inevitable?"

"Although the He family did participate in the middle." He Qingzhou touched his nose: "For example, I handed in evidence of his tax evasion. Letting him stay in there for a few years is a relief to the spirit of Uncle Fang and Aunt Fang."

He Qingqi's eyelids twitched, shouldn't Fang Xuanyao's uncle's affairs in his previous life be counted in He family?

"But the root cause of the bankruptcy is not ours at all, and I think Xuanyao is quite reasonable, and she has been very serious in her work recently."

As soon as He Qingqi thought about it, her brain hurts, and both sides are now holding their own words. She is completely unclear about these things, only feels that her mind is like a paste.

Fortunately, their family didn't need her to use her brains. Tired and rubbed her temples, she shook her hand as the shopkeeper: "Anyway, pay attention to her."

"You mean..." He Qingzhou frowned and hesitated when thinking about what He Qingqi had said before.

If someone else said this to him, he might not believe it, but He Qingqi, who Xuanyao obeyed, he believed two points.

He was silent: "Okay, I see." The tone was a little solemn.

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "You don't have to worry about these habitats. Dad and I will take care of them, and you will be happy. Everything is ours."

"Is there anything else? Xiaoqi, brother is here."

He Qingqi heard that He Qingzhou said that his brother seemed to be addicted, and couldn't help feeling a little speechless. He touched the tip of his nose: "It's okay."

"Then I'll hang up."

"Ok."

"Eh!" He Qingqi suddenly wanted to talk about her marriage with Fang Xuanyao, but they had already died over there.

I looked at my phone calmly for a while, thought about it, and committed procrastination again, I think I'll talk about it next time.

Maybe Fang Xuanyao figured it out?

...

Five days passed quickly. He Qingqi received the itinerary and couldn't continue to consume it. Accompanied by his assistant and bodyguard, he and Zhuo Zhiwei went to Yunshu Entertainment together with his full gear.

The two of them arrived last.

Tao Jinghan came up and slapped He Qingqi on the shoulder. As for Zhuo Zhiwei, she just took a look and didn't dare.

The chilly eyes...huh? Cool whoosh? Tao Jinghan took a good look at Zhuo Zhiwei, and couldn't help but hesitate, as if...looks different.

The temperament that once rejected people thousands of miles away seemed to dissipate for the most part, but now only calmness is left.

I can't help but look at He Qingqi in a strange way, but his eyes are instantly attracted by her clothes, looking up and down, a little disgusted.

"How do you dress like this."

Today, He Qingqi wore an orange loose-fitting sweater, and the line of the lower jacket was missing. Lin Fan had previously praised her, saying that it matched her skin color.

She was a little strange, looked down at herself, with a good waist, good legs, fair complexion, and she was very satisfied.

Feeling no problem, he looked at Tao Jinghan in confusion.

Tao Jinghan gave an explanation: "It looks orange in the orange."

He Qingqi was silent for a moment: "...It's not you who wore orange underwear in the dormitory before."

Tao Jinghan: "!!!"

"Can this be said casually?"

He Qingqi looked at her strangely: "Aren't you all around you?"

Tao Jinghan licked his lips, snorted proudly, and left.

He Qingqi whispered from behind: "Little pig is just humming."

Yang Pei led the seven girls into a place that looked like a classroom. The photographers were in their respective positions, and the whole group started from here.

"Explain to everyone the rules of our "Miracle Journey"."

The filming group is still He Qingqi's old acquaintance, Tong Dao, standing in front of the podium, holding hands like a teacher, speaking with a big belly.

He Qingqi raised his eyebrows, rules?

From the moment she debuted, things deviated from the track she knew. She had never participated in wonders or watched it. She moved her ears and sounded seriously.

"We are going on a seven-day trip to the UK. All the funds are packed in this envelope and controlled by the captain, c-bit Tao Jinghan. This is all you can spend for seven days and seven people, so remember to save. Some flowers."

Speaking of this, He Qingqi felt that it was still acceptable, but it was a big deal that she subsidized a little by herself, and Chi Yuan could also ask him for help when she returned to England yesterday.

Keeping tight, I listened to Tong Dao's final shocking bomb:

"You need to take away your mobile phones and wallets during the show, so hand them in."

"what?"

There was an uproar.

Tong Dao raised his chin and motioned to the photographer next to him: "Let's do it!"

Let her break her flag in just a few days!

He Qingqi stared, his fingers subconsciously pressed to the pockets of his trousers, alertly.

"Don't come here!"

He Qingqi pulled Zhuo Zhiwei behind him, and while backing away, he threatened:

"Don't come here, I will Sanda, and I will tell you! I won't be responsible for anyone whose front teeth are knocked out by mistake!"

Behind Zhuo Zhiwei could not help but bend his lips, his eyes faintly rippling, and he found that his little lion seemed to have grown taller, and he was able to completely block him by bending slightly.

The slender jade finger stuck to the other party's belt and rubbed it lightly.

Looks very safe.

That being said, the two photographers next to him did not dare to do anything. He Qingqi always dealt with each other one-on-two.

It's a pity that other teammates are too useless. After struggling twice, they were robbed of their mobile phones. Zhuo Zhiwei was attacked from behind and taken hostage.

He Qingxi's upper body is a fine dramatist. Peach Blossom's eyes are round and round, and she looks milky, but she speaks righteous words, with a somewhat righteous and awe-inspiring temperament: "Let her go!"

The hair is **** high, the body is long and jade, his left hand is behind his back, and the **** of the right index finger is pointed at the photographer. In addition, he is definitely a young knight who is a knight.

Zhuo Zhiwei, who was taken as a hostage, couldn't hold back, pursing his lips and smiling.

Tong Dao personally took out the phone from He Qingqi's trouser pocket, with a look of contempt: "Bring it for you."

Fiddled with the phone twice, turned it off, and talked to the photographer who held Zhuo Zhiwei: "Take hers too."

Then he looked at He Qingqi: "Okay, don't stare, you didn't take your phone for nothing."

The photographer let go of Zhuo Zhiwei:

"Isn't this used to exchange hostages?"

He Qingqi held Zhuo Zhiwei and felt wronged. He felt that he couldn't just let it go. He looked at Tong Dao fiercely and let out ruthless words: "Tong Ningze, you wait for me!"

Tong Dao's eyelids twitched, and tentatively asked: "Don't... Don't bully the young man?"

"Hey!" He Qingqi walked to him and waved his hand in disgust: "Okay, don't do it, you'll be replaced."

"That!" He Qingqi picked up the microphone: "Pay attention, everyone, from now on I will be your chief director."

Tong Dao came up with a beating and chased her away with a smile.

After five days, He Qingqi once again lived without a mobile phone.

Suddenly remembered Fang Xuanyao's affair, I wonder if He Qingzhou can talk to her clearly, and I have a headache.

...

He Qingqi sat with Zhuo Zhiwei very naturally when he got on the bus to the airport.

Tao Jinghan looked around and found that Wang Qiyu and Cheng Yi had a very good relationship, only Qiu Ming and Jin Zhiyang were alone.

She hesitated, walked to Jin Zhiyang, a little embarrassed, and touched her nose: "Can I sit here?"

Jin Zhiyang suddenly felt his heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then he was beating wildly in his chest like a stimulant.

She stood up abruptly, frightened Tao Jinghan, and took a half step back subconsciously.

Seeing this, Jin Zhiyang bowed to Tao Jinghan again and again, his face flushed red, his fingers clasped nervously, and he stammered: "You, you, you sit down."

Tao Jinghan was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect Jin Zhiyang to react in this way. Then he raised his lips and couldn't help but smile: "Sit too."

The two nodded at each other, adjusted their clothes and sat down.

Tao Jinghan knew that Jin Zhiyang was really a fan of her. She originally thought it was the marketing strategy of the show team, so she didn't take it seriously.

In four performances, Jin Zhiyang never chose to be with her. If she really regarded her as an idol, how could she rationally restrain herself from giving up the opportunity to perform on the same stage with her?

But Tao Jinghan thought, as a professional idol, she should still cooperate with the company's business cp, whether she is familiar with this person or whether she really likes it.

——Like Bian Suitong back then, the affectionate eyes staring at her profile are just pretending.

It now appears that this person is actually too shy.

Right, after all, in this world, in addition to true love fans, mother-in-law fans, girlfriend fans...There is also a fan called Cong Xinfen.

Tao Jinghan couldn't help but smiled, "Zhi Yang..."

"What? Sister?"

A small fan was unexpectedly gained. Tao Jinghan didn't have any idol baggage. He leaned back in his chair and asked casually, "How long have you liked me?"

"Three years." Jin Zhiyang pursed her lips shyly: "I have liked my sister very much since I was fifteen."

Tao Jinghan was a little surprised, and opened his eyes to look at her: "You are only eighteen today? Are you younger than Qingqi?"

Jin Zhiyang nodded slightly and said: "I just entered my freshman year this year, studying in China and learning the Chinese language."

"Then it seems that your grades are good." Tao Jinghan joked: "Mandarin feels better than me."

This sentence was heard by He Qingqi in the front row. She turned her head halfway and laughed at her: "That's you, okay?"

"Why do you have you everywhere!" Tao Jinghan pretended to be fierce, and compared his fist to He Qingqi: "Be careful, sister beating you!"

He Qingqi snorted and glanced at her. He was dismissive of her threat. The disdain in his eyes almost turned into substance, leaving a light sentence: "Have you beaten me?"

After the provocation, the desire to survive immediately burst, shrinking his head and turning back to his position.

Tao Jinghan walked over with his chair, gritted his teeth and strangled her neck, giving a violent beating.

Zhuo Zhiwei watched them fighting, curled his lips, rubbed his hands on the soft and thick blue-black hair of the little lion, and smiled lightly.

When they arrived at the airport, the seven people took a group photo with the mobile phone provided by the sponsor and boarded the plane.

The temperature in the UK in July is not high, but fortunately, the seven of them were prepared and put on their own coats when picking up their luggage.

He Qingqi wore a beige coat and held his head slightly high. The 19-year-old girl had sharp and bright eyebrows, and the scar on the brow bone was even more impenetrable. When he walked, his clothes swayed, and his face was written, Don't love me, to no avail.

But when confronted with Zhuo Zhiwei, the image collapsed suddenly.

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He Qingqi smiled openly: "Weiwei, am I so good-looking?"

Like a little lion who behaves well, proud, hoping to be praised by those who care about it.

Tao Jinghan's ears moved next to him.

Zhuo Zhiwei's brows are gentle: "It's very beautiful."

He Qingqi's eyes were sparkling, and his big tail seemed to sway.

At this time, it doesn't look like a little lion anymore, like a big dog.

Zhuo Zhi curled her lips slightly and rubbed her.

In fact, she especially wanted to kiss each other's eyes, they were so bright that they always felt like stars.

Many people say that her eyes are beautiful, but Zhuo Zhiwei thinks that He Qingqi's eyes are beautiful.

The amber color, like a young person who doesn't know anything, is always shining, just look in, as if the whole person is a few years younger.

Seeing the two people who looked at each other "with affection", Tao Jing sighed.

Really did not see, one and two are double-standard dogs, if she didn't know the two people were doing the same in private, she really thought they were doing cp business.

And... Wei Wei?

Tao Jinghan raised his eyebrows and looked at He Qingqi.

I haven't seen each other for five days, and I didn't expect the title to be changed.

Good for you.

Say yes, where's my friend?