Chapter 19 Face to Face
Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.
At this time, Miss Shen Pianpian, who had just been forced out of the kitchen by the servant, was reluctantly swallowing the last mouthful of mousse and walking towards the bathroom with her chocolate-soaked hand.
While washing my hands, a familiar voice came from a closed cubicle. It was still sweet and pleasant, and even more sweet and sticky like honey than before.
She was calling in a coquettish voice on the phone,
"elder brother."
The hands that were rubbing under the water suddenly stopped.
The voice continued.
"I know what to do, don't worry."
"I'm fine. I didn't walk much and my heels weren't high."
"Oh, don't worry, we are all fine."
The coquettish tone and the affectionate words sounded extremely sweet.
However, Shen Pianpian saw her dark, blood-red eyes rolling in the mirror.
She opened her lips, pressed the tip of her tongue against her teeth, and silently bit the name between her teeth.
Ning, Qian, Qian.
The next second, the door of the compartment was opened, and someone in a long dress walked over gracefully.
Chen Pianpian stared at the face in the mirror approaching like a madman. At that moment, that figure merged with the demon in her memory who was sitting in the car with tears on his face and was in great pain, but he stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards her.
Xia Yunduan is dead, but Ning Qianqian is still living so gloriously and proudly, using Xia Yunduan's inheritance and pregnant with Xia Yunduan's husband's illegitimate child.
Shen Pianpian pinched her palm so hard that blood was visible.
The woman washing her hands next to him seemed accustomed to such looks. After turning off the water, she looked over with a smile.
"How about I sign an autograph for you?"
However, the next moment, she saw the lady, who she suspected was a fan, pause, then turned and glanced at her. The shadow cast by the small hat obscured her expression, but her voice was full of genuine doubt.
"Who are you?"
"..." The woman, who was completely caught off guard, was stunned and asked in disbelief, "You don't know me?"
Next, she saw the corners of the woman's mouth slightly raised, and the naturally upward arc was gently pulled, full of carefree and romantic flavor.
"Should I know you?"
Ning Qianqian, the popular actress of Mingzhu Media, who believed that she was already famous all over the country, froze for a second, then immediately smiled sweetly to smooth things over, and even winked at her and said,
"I saw you staring at me just now, so I thought you were a fan. Don't mind it."
This was a perfect solution, but the words that reached her ears the next moment made her unable to hold back her smile and her face turned completely dark.
"Oh. I only like you because you look like my nanny."
"..." Ning Qianqian pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, "Miss, you really know how to joke."
"Yes," the man nodded and began to wipe his hands, his posture elegant, as if he was born with an air of nobility. As he wiped his hands, she said, "I saw it wrongly. Up close, it doesn't look like him at all."
Ning Qianqian finally breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to argue with anyone at this kind of celebrity banquet. Any one of them might be from a tycoon family. It would be best if she could know what to do on her own.
Then the person turned and left. As she walked out of the bathroom, she casually left a last sentence.
"You're much uglier than my nanny."
In the empty bathroom, Ning Qianqian stood there for a long time without moving, looking extremely ugly. Her eyes were filled with anger and malice after being humiliated. She was completely different from her previous pure and sweet appearance.
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