Chapter 125 The Show Begins

Jiang Yingying found the account of "Sister Xiaoyu" and looked through the videos under the account one by one.

Excuse me for being frank, but she really can't see what's so good about this "Sister Xiaoyu".

The room in the background of the "Sister Xiaoyu" video looks quite large, but it must have been rented from somewhere, as the walls are bare and have few decorations.

Nothing could compare to the room she carefully decorated for taking photos.

Moreover, the average price of the things shared by "Sister Xiaoyu" is no more than one hundred yuan, which looks very shabby. She would never use them, and if she did, she would definitely be laughed at.

Is a video like this worthy of plagiarism?

Jiang Yingying saw someone commenting that what "Sister Xiaoyu" was wearing was a custom-made piece of XX brand, which was very expensive and not available to ordinary people.

But she looked left and right and couldn't figure it out.

"Sisters, can you help me take a look?"

"Come on, let me see!"

The girl next to Jiang Yingying leaned over to take a look and asked, "Who is this person?"

"A video shooter. A few days ago, someone said I plagiarized her, so I asked her how they were similar?" Jiang Yingying said disdainfully and handed her phone to them.

“It’s not like that.”

"I don't think so either. How could you, Yingying, plagiarize?"

As Jiang Yingying's friends, they will definitely speak for her.

"At most, you and she have a few similar opening lines, but that can't be considered plagiarism."

Jiang Yingying nodded: "That's right, these words are just a few sentences, everyone says it, is it possible that they can say it but I can't?"

"Yingying, I support you! Don't pay attention to those fans, they are just jealous of you!"

"Yingying, tell me your account number and I will help you control the comments!"

Jiang Yingying was comforted by them: "Thank you everyone, I knew you would all stand on my side, it's all because of these people who are jealous of me that they are so mean!"

"But to be honest, this 'Sister Xiaoyu's' dress is quite nice. What brand is it?"

"I don't know, but judging from what she shared, it might be a cheap item on a certain website for NT$9.9 with shipping included. Why don't you search for it?"

"No, no." The girl said in resistance and wanted to return the phone to Jiang Yingying.

Zheng Anran suddenly stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Let me see it too?"

Jiang Yingying waved her hand generously: "Take it."

The phone came into Zheng Anran's hands. Before the screen went off, she saw the person in the video at a glance.

This is...Song Qingyu?

Zheng Anran was very surprised, and his face became a little gloomy.

She won't be mistaken.

What Sister Xiaoyu, it’s actually Song Qingyu?

"An Ran, are you okay?" The girl next to her couldn't help but tremble with fear when she saw her terrifying eyes that looked like she wanted to eat someone.

An Ran looks so scary now!

Zheng Anran raised her head, her eyes reddened, "Yingying, are you saying that this person wrongly accused you of plagiarizing her?"

"It wasn't her, it was the fans below. But I think she might have been the one encouraging the fans to come to me!"

The more Jiang Yingying thought about it, the more it made sense. She said with a tone of disdain and mockery, "Sister Xiaoyu is pregnant and still uses such cheap things. Aren't you afraid of hurting her..."

"What did you say!"

Zheng Anran suddenly stood up from the sofa in the booth with a sharp voice, which scared everyone else.

"An Ran, what's wrong with you?"

They saw that Zheng Anran had a grim expression and red eyes, which was totally unlike her usual self who was most concerned about her image.

"safely?"

"Yingying, what did you just say?"

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, Jiang Yingying said awkwardly: "I, what did I say just now?"

"You said..." Zheng Anran took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse in his heart, "You said she is pregnant?"

"Yes, yes, it happened more than three months ago. Sister Xiaoyu said it herself in the video."

"More than three months? Oh, more than three months!"

Zheng Anran has been wondering why Yu Mingze didn't divorce, and didn't even mention it...

It turns out that Song Qingyu is pregnant!

No wonder, no wonder Yu Mingze's expression was so strange when she occasionally mentioned Song Qingyu!

What does Yu Mingze mean? Why didn't he tell her such an important thing?

Does he want to keep the child with Song Qingyu, or does he have no intention of divorce at all?

Then what is she?

Zheng Anran was so angry that she was speechless.

Jiang Yingying and the others obviously noticed that something was wrong with her, and asked her tentatively: "An Ran, do you know this Sister Xiaoyu?"

Zheng Anran frowned and shook his head: "I don't know him."

No matter how angry she was in her heart, she would never tell others: Yes, this sister Xiaoyu is her boyfriend’s wife!

Doesn't this prove that she is the mistress who interfered in other people's marriage?

Zheng Anran would never let anyone else know about this, especially her younger sisters.

Jiang Yingying and the others looked at each other, confused.

If they didn't know each other, why was she suddenly so excited?

"I'm so sorry, ladies. There was a traffic jam on the road. I came out a little early, but I didn't expect to be late."

Qin Lang appeared with a smile on his face.

But he did not receive a warm welcome, but was glared at by Jiang Yingying and others.

"What's going on?"

"Qin Lang, you came at the right time. Our An Ran is suddenly unhappy. Please comfort her!"

Qin Lang heard this and lowered his head to look at Zheng Anran's expression.

"An Ran, what happened?"

Zheng Anran forced a smile: "I'm fine."

"You don't look like you're okay!"

Qin Lang sat down beside her, reached into his coat pocket, rummaged around for a while, took out a squashed pink flower and handed it to her.

"Here, these flowers I picked on the road, I am giving them to our most beautiful An Ran. Although the petals are a little messy, I hope you don't mind."

So ugly!

Zheng Anran felt disgusted in her heart.

It was the first time she received such ugly flowers, but knowing that the man was trying to please her, she was not very angry.

"You picked flowers on the road. Didn't the police arrest you?" Zheng Anran asked while tidying up the messy petals.

Qin Lang smiled and said in an exaggerated tone:

"I was arrested, but have you forgotten that I am also a police officer? I told them that we are all colleagues and asked them not to arrest me, so they let me go."

"Pfft, you're teasing me again!"

Zheng Anran was amused by his words and waved the flowers in front of her eyes.

"Qin Lang, can I ask you to take me somewhere?"

Qin Lang patted his chest and said, "What are you talking about? Tell me, where do you want to go?"

Zheng Anran did not answer, but turned to the girls and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first. You guys continue to play. Please keep the bill for this time on my account."

"An Ran, we are friends, you don't have to be so polite!"

"Yeah, if you have something to do, go ahead. We can make an appointment next time at worst!"

"Um."

Zheng Anran nodded to Qin Lang, and the two stood up and left.

[The show is about to begin, please enter in an orderly manner, don’t crowd or panic (smile)]