It's getting late.
My stomach is growling with hunger.
Rong Shang glanced at it, then turned to leave.
She didn't want to get involved in their affairs.
But Chen Xinlan was blinded by something.
She snapped coldly, "Stop!"
Rong Chang stopped abruptly.
He turned around and looked at her helplessly.
"Now you understand, right? This guy is a central air conditioner; you've been fooled by him."
She told her this a couple of days ago, but she just wouldn't believe it.
Chen Xinlan chuckled, her smile slightly bitter. "Huo Qiyan, are you making fun of me now?"
"Yes, you are better than me. You have a better personality, you are prettier than me, you have a sexier figure, and your family is richer than mine."
Rong Chang frowned, "..."
What exactly is this girl saying?
"Everyone says I'm just a supporting character to your beauty, but I don't care. We've known each other for over ten years, and I've always been so good to you..."
She simply couldn't continue.
In short, "Let's break up."
I don't want to see her every day anymore.
"Break up?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow and immediately looked at the man in front of her.
The moment the man met her gaze, he immediately lowered his head and remained silent.
Narrowing her eyes, Rong Shang said coldly, "Fine, I'll leave now."
Without a moment's hesitation, she turned and left.
Chen Xinlan glanced at her as she left.
In those complex eyes, was there struggle, or perhaps liberation?
After Rong Shang left, Song Ziyu was naturally fired as well.
Seven days' wages amounted to only about a thousand yuan.
Song Ziyu took it and left the studio.
As he stepped outside, a car drove towards him.
At that time, Song Ziyu had his head down, and he seemed preoccupied with something on his mind.
The woman drove up and stopped in front of him.
She rolled down the car window and waved to him, "How's it going?"
Have they broken up?
Song Ziyu nodded.
He took a deep breath, feeling as if a stone was pressing down on his heart.
At that time, Ji Nuan saw that he had more than a thousand yuan in his hand.
She smiled and reassured him, "Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly if you help me with my work."
She took a card out of her bag and handed it through the window.
Song Ziyu glanced at it and asked her, "What's this?"
Ji Nuan stuffed the money directly into his hand, saying, "Take this 50,000 yuan to treat your sister's illness."
fifty thousand.
Song Ziyu looked down blankly. Wasn't it supposed to be ten thousand?
He looked up at the woman in the car, "Miss Ji..."
"Take it." Anyway, she has plenty of money; this little bit isn't even enough for her to buy a bag.
The unease in her heart dissipated considerably at this moment, and Song Ziyu bowed to her, "Thank you, thank you, Miss Ji."
"Go back now, and don't mention this again."
Song Ziyu nodded, "I know."
But he couldn't understand, "Miss Ji, do you have some kind of grudge against the Huo family's daughter?"
A holiday?
Ji Nuan shook her head. "No."
If there's anything to say, it's that she stole her man.
A while ago, she deliberately photoshopped her and Hua Beixing's pictures, thinking that this would scare her away.
Who knew she would actually go and complain to Brother Beixing?
As a result, she got a scolding.
Feeling resentful, she naturally wanted to find someone to teach her a lesson.
Wasn't she said to have the best relationship with Chen Xinlan?
What a joke of best friends! They turned on each other so easily after being provoked.
hehe.
Ji Nuan felt ashamed for them.
Seeing Song Ziyu looking at her, Ji Nuan waved her hand and said, "It's alright, you should go back now."
"Okay, I'm leaving then."
As she passed by the studio again, Song Ziyu couldn't help but turn around and peek inside.
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