Next second.
Seeing that it was Zhao Xi, Song Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.
She pushed open the door: "Why is it you?"
Zhao Xi's expression also visibly relaxed a bit: "Why didn't you get out of the car for so long? I thought something happened to you."
"It's all because of you," Song Qingyu rubbed her brows, "Why are you following me?"
"I didn't follow you!" Zhao Xi cried out in injustice, "I just happened to be leaving the hotel when I saw your car, so I drove over and wanted to say hello..."
Zhao Xi yawned, looking like he hadn't slept well.
Song Qingyu: "What did you do last night?"
"Of course..." Zhao Xi showed an ambiguous look, and seeing Song Qingyu's indifferent expression, he immediately became interested and hooked his arm around Song Qingyu's neck. "Last time, I invited so many male models, but you weren't interested. Today, I'll take you to a new place. The men there...tsk tsk..."
Song Qingyu was not interested in this kind of thing: "Forget it, I have work tonight."
"Work is never done, but this man is different. His blooming period is very short. You can enjoy his bloom today, but he might wilt tomorrow. It's settled. I'll pick you up tonight."
After Zhao Xi finished speaking, he got into the car and said, "I'm going back to catch up on some sleep."
Song Qingyu: "..."
In fact, she was not a talkative person before.
Especially after my dad passed away.
But in junior high school, I became a deskmate with Zhao Xi.
She always likes to talk.
The chirping is even more noisy than the magpies on the branches.
Sometimes, Song Qingyu couldn't bear it anymore and would respond with a few words.
Gradually, I don't know when it started, but she started talking more.
My personality is becoming more and more extroverted.
The whole person becomes sunny.
Although Zhao Xi went abroad later and they had no contact anymore, it did not affect Song Qingyu from becoming like Zhao Xi.
Outgoing and lively.
So, when she met Lu Yanzhi, she felt that as long as she was enthusiastic and sunny enough, she would be able to melt Lu Yanzhi's heart.
But she forgot that there are people in this world whose hearts are made of iron and stone.
Song Qingyu arrived at the office and it was another busy day.
In the afternoon, Zhao Xi showed up as expected.
She drove a luxury car, honked the horn, and whistled at Song Qingyu: "Wife, get in the car!"
When the people around heard this, they all looked at Song Qingyu in surprise.
Song Qingyu was worried that Zhao Xi would do something more exaggerated, so she quickly got into the car.
"Hold on tight!"
After Song Qingyu fastened her seat belt, Zhao Xi drove the car to the new place she mentioned.
More than an hour later.
The two stopped at the gate of a luxurious residential complex.
Before Song Qingyu could figure out what was going on, Zhao Xi pulled her out of the car.
As Zhao Xi swiped his card, he lowered his voice and said, "Few people know about this place, so there are a lot of rules. Follow me for a while, and don't wander around.
However, the male models here are also the best. Tsk tsk, every one of them has a top-notch figure. I guarantee that once you come in, you will forget who Lu Yanzhi is as soon as you leave. "
Song Qingyu: "..."
The two followed the community staff and took a long detour. They didn't know how much time had passed before the path in front of them finally opened up.
Song Qingyu looked up and saw a towering building that reached into the clouds.
As you step into the hall, the crystal chandelier hanging high on the ceiling emits dazzling light.
The marble floor beneath your feet is covered with expensive velvet carpet.
There are precious oil paintings hanging on the walls around.
Each painting is framed in an exquisite frame.
The gorgeous gold edges, illuminated by the lights, look like stars falling into the earth, sparkling.
"Miss Zhao," a woman in her thirties walked forward. She was wearing a red dress, had a great figure, and a beautiful face. "Long time no see."
Zhao Xi: "Are there any new people recently?"
"Yes, yes, yes." The woman smiled, but her smile was not flattering. "Please come this way, both of you."
The three of them entered the private room together.
The woman gave Zhao Xi a list and went out.
Zhao Xi placed the list in front of Song Qingyu: "Order whatever you like!"
The corners of Song Qingyu's mouth twitched: "I really don't need it."
"Believe me," Zhao Xi said seriously, "Qingyu, you really need it!"
Just as Song Qingyu was about to speak, she heard Zhao Xi continue, "Do you know why you fell in love with that scumbag?"
Song Qingyu: "Why?"
"Because all men are scumbags, no matter who you fall in love with, you will end up getting scumbaged. If that's the case, why can't we women take the initiative?"
Song Qingyu: "???"
"Pick quickly."
As soon as Zhao Xi finished speaking, the door was pushed open.
It's a staff member.
"Miss Zhao, this is bad. The police have come to our place for some reason. Please leave quickly through the back door."
Zhao Xi's face changed, and he hurriedly pulled Song Qingyu out of the private room and left through the back door.
There were many women who left with them. Song Qingyu only took a glance and recognized that many of them were wives of famous families in Kyoto.
"What bad luck," Zhao Xi said unhappily as they got in the car. "Isn't this place known to be safe? Why are the police here?! Forget it, let's go to the next one."
However, the second family also encountered the police.
Zhao Xi refused to believe it and insisted on going to a third place to try.
As a result, I met the police at the door of the third house.
Zhao Xi: "Could there be a surveillance camera installed on me? Why do the police appear wherever I go?"
"Maybe there's a crackdown on prostitution today." Song Qingyu didn't think there was anything wrong. She didn't want to go out and play anyway.
"Oh, forget it, let's go find a bar and have a drink."
This time, they didn't encounter the police, but the bar was really boring for Zhao Xi, so she and Song Qingyu left at ten o'clock.
After the two parted ways, Zhao Xi did not give up and found another one, but he did not meet the police.
Could it be that I was really unlucky the last few times?
The next day, Zhao Xi told Song Qingyu about this.
Song Qingyu didn't take this matter to heart.
Because, in a few days, she will be recording Tang Yu's program "Antique Matching".
Because it was her first time on camera and Director Tang had high hopes for her, she was inevitably a little nervous.
Therefore, I familiarize myself with the process and memorize my lines every day.
The days go by.
Finally the shooting date arrived.
Song Qingyu appeared at the door of the TV station on time.
Tang Yu saw her and greeted her with a smile: "Come up with me. It's just right that I'll introduce you to the other guests today. Oh, by the way, there is another guest who is also from City A like you. Maybe you two know each other."
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