My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

The business of the men's clothing store in the evening is deserted.

Su Qiao and He Zhijin walked into the store one after the other, and immediately attracted the attention of all the shopping guides. Usually, it is rare to have such a good-looking one, but two came at a time, and the service enthusiasm gradually increased. .

Su Qiao looked at the tag, picked out the cheapest hoodie, and went to the fitting room to change into it neatly. His figure is so easy to buy clothes, he looks like a supermodel even in sackcloth.

He Zhijin glanced at it, and raised his jaw slightly, "According to this size, take one of each new model."

The shopping guide couldn't see her smiling eyes, Su Qiao shook her head, "I want this, nothing else."

He Zhijin turned his head and looked at him, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Although there was only 1000 yuan in his pocket, Su Qiao couldn't lose his integrity.

He Zhijin's eyes curved into a very shallow arc, looking at Su Qiao with great interest.

The price of the hoodie is 1668.

Su Qiao borrowed a pen and paper from the front desk, lowered her head and wrote a line, and handed it to He Zhijin.

[I, Su Qiao, borrow RMB [-], [-] from Mr. He Zhijin, dated XX, XX, XX]

He Zhijin bent over with his upper body, glanced at the IOU, then raised his head and stared quietly at Su Qiao for a few seconds.

Su Qiao took a deep breath and puffed out her chest unconsciously. Although she already owed He Zhijin [-] million, that was different from He Zhijin buying him clothes.

He Zhijin is not someone of his, why should he buy clothes for him.

Gifts from ex-boyfriends are not accepted.

He is very proud.

The corners of He Zhijin's eyes were half-curved, and a little tenderness flowed out, but his voice was still calm, "Loans should be capitalized and capitalized."

"..."

Su Qiao took the pen, filled in the lowercase, pursed her lips, "I'll return it to you next month."

"Okay." He Zhijin looked at him with a half-smile.

After leaving the door of the men's clothing store, a black Bentley stopped at the door, the engine was vibrating, and under the illumination of the street lamps, it reflected brilliant light.

"Don't you need to go back?" Su Qiao was worried about the satellite and Wenjie, could they settle the bill?

The meal I ate just now should be quite expensive.

The driver opened the door of the back seat, and He Zhijin sat in with half-curved long legs, "I've already paid the bill."

Su Qiao was relieved, the driver made a gesture of asking, he couldn't help but sat in the back seat, his buttocks were firmly seated, Su Qiao regretted it a bit.

He should sit in the co-pilot. Sitting here, he could smell the peppermint perfume on He Zhijin's body. It smelled cool and slightly bitter. It smelled so good.

With a slight movement of the arm, you can feel the shallow body temperature on He Zhijin's body, this temperature Su Qiao is too familiar with.

Su Qiao is most afraid of heat, but He Zhijin is different. Even under the hot summer sun, with little sweat on his body, clean collar, and always cool body temperature, Su Qiao likes to stick to him to cool down.

He used to be familiar with this temperature to the bone, hugging and kissing whenever he wanted, but now, he can't do anything.

They're not what they used to be.

Su Qiao sighed deeply.

The ringtone suddenly interrupted Su Qiao's thoughts, and he took out the phone from his pocket.

[Caller: Sister Shu]

He Zhijin glanced at the brightly lit screen, his jaw tensed slightly.

Su Qiao pressed the connection button, "Sister, what's the matter?"

He has a good relationship with Shu Yao, Shu Yao is the only friend he made in the crew.

The other actors in the crew are all similar to Zhou Ke. They were drafted out at the age of seventeen or eighteen, or they came out as a secondary role. After a few years of mixing, they can play a small supporting role. That boss had dinner, and who gave him a designer bag.

Their life experiences are so different that Su Qiao and them have nothing in common.

So Su Qiao especially cherishes Shu Yao, the only friend in the crew.

Shu Yao's side sounded very noisy, singing and dancing, screaming constantly, "Su Qiao, I'm drinking at hree, let's play together?"

Su Qiao hasn't been to a bar for a long time, but now he is poor and white, and he can't let the girl pay, "I won't come, you have fun."

"Really not coming?"

"Ah."

Shu Yao lowered her voice, and said slowly: "If you come over, I'll open a room in the hotel, and we can play cards together at night."

Too close, the voice on the phone can't hide.

He Zhijin took a deep look at Su Qiao.

Su Qiao smiled, "I don't know how to play cards, you can find other friends to play."

Shu Yao sighed, and said quietly: "Then what if my sister can't sleep at night?"

Mother Su also often suffers from insomnia, and she eats faded black every day. Su Qiao said without thinking: "You can eat some faded black to improve your sleeping condition."

Shu Yao ended the topic gloomily.

He Zhijin slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were dark, "The charm remains the same as before."

Su Qiao smiled. He Zhijin had Ms. Xia before, and Cheng Huai later. He was really ashamed of himself, and said mockingly, "Mr. He, you really know how to joke. What charm do I have now?"

He Zhijin stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hand to clasp his thin chin, rubbing the delicate skin with his warm thumb, Su Qiao was stunned for a moment, and looked straight at him.

"There's still a bit of beauty." He Zhijin looked at it carefully, his voice as cold as evaluating a commodity.

Young Master Su Qiao's temper became serious, and he couldn't help but fight back, "Mr. He, you should be tired of seeing my face long ago, don't you need to get so close?"

He Zhijin moved closer to him, breathing deeply, Su Qiao smelled a dangerous message, and stared closely at He Zhijin's thin and shaved lips.

"Who told you I'm tired of watching it?" He Zhijin enunciated clearly.

Su Qiao was stunned for a moment, "Mr. He, what do you want?"

If you want to apologize and admit your mistake, Su Qiao has a correct attitude without saying a word.

The distance between the two of them was so close that they were almost face to face, the faint sound of breathing exploded in the air like static electricity.

He Zhijin's eyes slowly traced his eyebrows and eyes, his pupils were black and white, seemingly innocent and harmless, but they were poisonous red-tailed scorpions, the more beautiful they were, the more cruel they were.

It can cut people into pieces and put them to death.

He Zhijin's voice was slightly low, and every word was very pleasant, "I want you..."

The protracted ending sound rises slightly, with an indescribable subtlety.

Su Qiao's breathing was stagnant, and she was fussing, thinking in her heart, isn't this appropriate?

"Click"

He Zhijin unscrewed the lock of the car door, pushed the door open, a gust of night breeze came in, and Su Qiao couldn't help shivering.

"get off."

"..."

Su Qiao took a look outside the car, and she was already home before she knew it. Is He Zhijin playing tricks on him?

He stepped out of the car with long legs, gritted his teeth, "Mr. He, don't tease me again."

After speaking, he turned around angrily and left, leaving behind a stubborn back.

He Zhijin watched closely as he gradually disappeared from the back, his gaze tightened bit by bit like a twisted rope around Su Qiao's neck.

What does he want?

Only you know.

Xiaojing is an ordinary star-chaser girl.

I have a leisurely job, and I use Taobao every day during working hours. I spend time on Weibo for idols, and I follow online dramas. Because I can draw, I have many fans on Weibo, which is quite appealing.

Xiaojing turned on the H video platform bored, the idol drama she just watched yesterday was over, she casually flipped through the video library, and was caught by a poster.

A girl is wearing a school uniform, and there are two boys on the left and one on the right. The boy on the left is holding the girl's hand, while the girl is pulling the boy's sleeve on the right.

At a glance, you can tell what a clichéd plot it is.

Xiaojing had no interest at first, but the boy on the right looked too appealing, not the popular feminine appearance, the boy has handsome brows and eyes, and is upright, he would appear masculine, but because of his sincere youthful sense , neutralizes this masculinity, looks pure and clean.

The boy on the left is Zhou Ke, Xiaojing glanced at it, not interested in knowing.

She clicked the play button, looking at the face of the boy on the right, she was willing to waste an hour watching this kind of bad drama.

three hours later.

……

Xiaojing posted seven Weibo messages in a row, [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I declare Yu Yue is my first love, I love him forever. ]

[I order you now to watch this "I Really Like You" on the H platform, immediately! ]

[Don't say anything, I screamed all day, I really like Su Qiao's face, come to my sister's arms! ]

……

No one expected that this low-cost web drama became popular all over the Internet with devastating force.

Su Qiao's face reminds thousands of girls of the youthful boy they first fell in love with, with the brilliance of the moon and the scorching heat of the sun, the eyes are curved, the corners of the mouth are raised, and the wisteria flowers are blooming all summer.

Girls' feelings are all spring.

The number of broadcasts has risen in a straight line, exceeding [-] million in just one week. Although the data is watery, it is enough to make investors wake up from their dreams.

Bikes become Xiali, and this drama has made a lot of money.

It appeared on dozens of Weibo hot searches a week, and N popular video clips also appeared on the pipapipa video platform, including those of Su Qiao and Shu Yao, and those of Su Qiao and Zhou Ke, chaotic and evil.

To strike while the iron is hot, to catch the heat as early as possible, the pipapipa video platform took the lead in inviting the crew of "I Really Like You" to participate in the interview with Zhou Xing.

Su Qiao didn't feel much about the sudden fire, he was more likely to let everyone praise his acting skills than others praised him for his good looks.

What made him happy was that Weixing said that his next play should be settled. If he worked hard, he might be able to pay off He Zhijin's money within 20 years, so that he could retire before the age of 50.

Compared with the H platform, the pipapipa platform is more Two-dimensional, with cartoon characters everywhere.

The staff took Su Qiao to the dressing room. The make-up artist was a man dressed in fancy clothes. His eyes lit up when he saw Su Qiao. This time he saved effort, the foundation was so good, and the makeup and powder covered up the original health of the skin.

Zhou Ke has already arrived, sitting on the cartoon sofa, crossing his legs and playing with his mobile phone.

He glanced at Su Qiao, then looked down at the comments below the video.

[Why is the male protagonist so much shorter than the second male lead? He stands next to the second male lead with a [monkey]. ]

[Zhou Ke is in poor condition, he feels much older, and has dark circles under his eyes in the close-up view, and the skin of the male second is also very good, I want to know what mask he uses. ]

Zhou Ke turned on the front camera and refused to admit the fact that he had dark circles under his eyes.

Zhou Ke didn't take the initiative to speak, Su Qiao didn't greet him, who made Zhou Ke always stare at him.

The makeup artist poked Su Qiao's face, showing envious eyes, tossing casually, as long as he dealt with the natural curls at the end of Su Qiao's hair, it would be perfect.

Zhou Ke's male assistant came in carrying a big box. As an idol, every time he went to a place, he would send the itinerary to fans.

Fantou organizes local fans to welcome and prepare gifts for idols.

Zhou Ke put down his phone, looked at the big box with disinterest, "What are they?"

The assistant took it out and said, "Scarves, hats, handmade chocolates, and this."

He held out a heavy and exquisite gift box wrapped in black silk, which looked very high-end.

Zhou Ke sat up from the sofa, "Bring it here and let me have a look."

He couldn't wait to open the gift box, layer after layer, and a photo album was lying on the bottom of the box, which was another handmade gift.

With a "snap", Zhou Ke closed the lid of the gift box with a gloomy face, "What's the point of giving these? It can only touch them themselves. I don't need them to remember how many years I have debuted."

Su Qiao glanced through the mirror, the assistant didn't know what to say, Zhou Ke's face was drawn longer, and he looked at the things in the box with disdain, "How dare you come to see me without money, is it shameful to throw these things away?"

"People in our group, fans all give iPads and green water ghosts, look at what they gave me, don't they think about whether I'm ashamed or not?"

The assistant continued to comfort him, Zhou Ke was in a bad mood, and sat back with his phone, "Take it and throw it in the trash can, it's all trash anyway."

The assistant hesitated for a moment, then obediently carried the box and walked out the door.

The make-up artist is very experienced. Although he complained about Zhou Ke's poor character, he still pretended not to hear anything.

"If you don't want it, you can return it." Su Qiao pursed her lips angrily through the mirror.

Zhou Ke was annoyed, and glanced at him irritably, "Don't meddle in your own business."

Su Qiao patted the make-up artist's hand, which was tidying her hair, to signal the other party to pause. He stood up, walked to Assistant Zhou Ke, and said coldly, "Give it to me."

The assistant glanced at Zhou Ke inquiringly.

Zhou Ke snorted, looked down at his phone, and didn't say a word.

The assistant couldn't bear to lose the gift, and couldn't bear to face the fans, holding it in his hands like a hot potato, hesitated, and handed it to Su Qiao.

Su Qiao got off the elevator with the box in her arms, and there were a dozen or so girls standing downstairs, holding the banner of Zhou Ke's poster, holding a light sign and colorful aid supplies.

Seeing Su Qiao, they exchanged glances, and the lively atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

The drama "I Really Like You" only hit Su Qiao alone, and the topic was all about Su Qiao. Although Zhou was the male lead, his popularity didn't increase, and he even recruited a lot of villains.

In private, everyone scolded Su Qiao for stealing the show in the group, but in reality, when they met, Su Qiao looked so good that the girls were too embarrassed to criticize him face to face.

Su Qiao bent down and put the box on the steps, with a calm and forceful voice, "Take your things back by yourself."

"Hey... aren't we for Zhou Ke's assistant?" A girl with a ponytail asked in a low voice.

"He doesn't want it." Su Qiao was concise and clear, and didn't want to say more.

The girl didn't know why, and her eyes widened, "Ah? Why? We made the photo album for a whole month..."

Su Qiao hesitated, telling the truth was too cruel, and compassion temporarily occupied the high ground.

He mobilized his shrunken nerves of lying, and was very embarrassed. He thought for half a minute, "Zhou Ke told you to work hard and study hard. If you have money, you can spend it yourself. Don't give him gifts in the future."

A delighted smile appeared on the girl's face, and she held her chest, "We know, he's so considerate..."

Su Qiao shrugged, turned around and walked up the steps, the girl hesitated, "Hey..."

"What's wrong?" Su Qiao turned around.

The girl hesitated, "What's your Weibo ID?"

The author has something to say: The first three books of Seal are full of emotions. It is the first time to try to combine plot and emotion. If there are any shortcomings, please give me more advice.

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Fishing and drying the net, Fu Yi 1

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