Chapter 150 Narcissism

"Hmph, forget it..."

The other party was about to hang up the phone, but Zhang Qian gritted her teeth and said, "I'll give it to you!"

She gave one million and received the song soon. When she clicked on it, she found that it was indeed in Qiao Qingci's style.

Zhang Qian practiced all night long.

After Qiao Qingci left Murong's room, he prepared to visit his own company.

She took a taxi at the hotel entrance.

A black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of her.

Qiao Qingci walked forward, his vision blocked by it, and the Rolls-Royce followed suit.

After walking a few times, Qiao Qingci became dissatisfied: "Brother, what are you doing? Can you please stop following me?"

She was a little angry.

The car window suddenly rolled down, and the handsome and charming face of the man appeared in front of her, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Qiao Qingci was also surprised. Why was Mo Yanchu here?

"Aren't you coming back in a week?"

"Since you came to participate in the competition, I came back early. Are you tired? I'll take you to dinner."

When it came to eating, Qiao Qingci agreed decisively, "Shall I go and call Murong to join us?"

"Don't take her." Mo Yanchu said immediately, perfectly demonstrating the indifferent brotherly and sisterly friendship.

Qiao Qingci had no choice but to get in the car.

Both the capital and Jiangcheng are very luxurious, but the buildings in the capital are mostly low-key and luxurious, unlike the high-profile ones in Jiangcheng.

The city with a long history exudes a sense of the weight of time.

Qiao Qingci admired the scenery outside the window and came to the entrance of the Capital Hotel.

This is a hotel with a century-old history, and all the guests who come here are either rich or noble.

Qiao Qingci glanced at his clothes, which looked out of place here.

Mo Yanchu didn't care and took her hand and walked in together.

The environment on the second floor is elegant and classical, and walking in will make people feel that they have become more elegant.

This is a great place for couples to dine. The tables are placed far apart and the lights are dim, creating a candlelight dinner setting.

Qiao Qingci and Mo Yanchu sat down and ordered food.

When the meal arrived, each portion was very exquisite.

Qiao Qingci liked it very much and took several photos.

During the meal, Mo Yanchu received a call, and Qiao Qingci also happened to receive a video call from home. She took out her phone and took a picture of the whole process, talking quietly with her parents.

Knowing that Qiao Qingci and Mo Yanchu were together, they felt relieved.

Qiao Qingci had just hung up the phone when someone came over and knocked on her desk.

"Delete the photo."

Qiao Qingci was a little confused and looked at the person who came with a frown.

The other person was wearing a light green long dress and was covered in luxury goods. Her face looked somewhat familiar in the dim light.

After a while, Qiao Qingci remembered who it was: his second brother's ex-fiancée, Feng Qingqing.

I really didn't expect to run into Feng Qingqing while dining here. However, Feng Qingqing seems to be an artist from Universal Entertainment, so it's not surprising that she's in Beijing, after all, Universal Entertainment is in Beijing.

"Why should I delete it?" Qiao Qingci wondered if Feng Qingqing was mentally ill.

Feng Qingqing did not recognize Qiao Qingci. After all, she went to the Qiao family to break off the engagement, and she didn't care about this young lady from the Qiao family whom she had never met before.

Moreover, Qiao Qingci was dressed simply today, so she concluded that she must be a paparazzi or something like that. No young lady would dress like that to come here for dinner.

"The Capital Hotel has always been famous for protecting privacy. I didn't expect someone like you to sneak in." Feng Qingqing sneered, her attitude cold and condescending. "I'll give you ten seconds to delete it, otherwise I'll call for help."

She seemed to be sure that Qiao Qingci would panic and delete it.

But Qiao Qingci's face showed no strange expression. "I didn't take any pictures of you. You can go back now."

Feng Qingqing frowned, "How is that possible? I just saw you taking pictures of me. Don't be so ungrateful!"

After saying that, he went to grab Qiao Qingci's cell phone.

But how could Qiao Qingci let her get it?

Feng Qingqing reached out, but not only did she fail to grab it, she almost fell down. Suddenly she was a little angry and called the security guard directly: "Security, arrest this woman, she is taking a secret photo of me!"

The security guard recognized Feng Qingqing and immediately came to Qiao Qingci's side: "Miss, please take out your phone so we can check it."

Suddenly, there was a movement in the quiet restaurant, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. Even the rich would not miss the opportunity to eat melons.

"Isn't this Feng Qingqing? She was secretly photographed. Oh my god, I didn't expect there would be paparazzi here."

"It's obvious from the first glance that this woman can't afford to eat. She must have sneaked in here."

"Security, please kick this woman out quickly. She can't disturb our meal."

"What a bold paparazzi! Are Feng Qingqing and Mo Zijue together? The Mo family is not something they can afford to offend."

Now everyone knows that Feng Qingqing and Mo Zijue are together, and Feng Qingqing's status has also risen. Of course, everyone is speaking up for Feng Qingqing.

Feng Qingqing raised her head proudly and looked at Qiao Qingci with contempt.

Just as the security guard was about to take action, Qiao Qingci sneered, "That's ridiculous. She said I was taking secret photos, so I took them? Why would I take photos of her?"

As Qiao Qingci spoke, she turned her body, and her pure and clean beauty appeared under the light. Under the dim light, she was so beautiful that it was beyond words.

Feng Qingqing, who has always been known for her domineering personality, suddenly became dim in front of Qiao Qingci.