The favorite of the wealthy group: Gu Shao has a soft spot

"Excuse me, why are you blind?" Zhong Qing asked earnestly with a face as serious as an old pedant.

"Am I wrong? Gu Yanze and I look somewhat similar, you should know better than anyone else, right?" Du Yuanwei continued to make up scripts for Zhong Qing without shame.

Zhong Qing grinned, and a nameless anger surged up. She licked her molars and replied with a sneer: "If you don't have a mirror at home, I can give you one to take a look at your face before you speak. say."

Behind the plain mirror, there was a flash of light in Zhong Qing's beautiful eyes.

For some reason, Du Yuanwei looked a little frightened, his eyes seemed familiar.

"Yuanwei, don't listen to her, she is just jealous of your excellence!" Song Xiaoyu held her head up triumphantly, glancing at Zhong Qing from the corner of her eye.

Even though the Gu family is not someone he can offend, in Song Xiaoyu's eyes, her husband is the best, and no one can say that.

"I know, don't take it to heart, it's not worth it if you get angry." Du Yuanwei looked at Song Xiaoyu tenderly and considerately, with the understanding of a good man.

After coaxing Song Xiaoyu, Du Yuanwei turned his head and looked at Zhong Qing with compassion: "Zhong Qing, I didn't expect that it's been so long, and you still can't let me go."

"I admit that the time we spent together was beautiful, and it may have left you with a deep memory. But in the future, I have decided to walk hand in hand with Xiaoyu, and please don't indulge in the past. "

While speaking, Du Yuanwei still held Song Xiaoyu's hand, and the two stared affectionately in front of Zhong Qing.

Listening to Du Yuanwei's non-stop chatter, and seeing the two people pretending to be in love, a puzzled expression gradually appeared on Zhong Qing's face: "Mr. Du, what makes you feel that I haven't let you go yet? If I remember correctly, it seems that I have never looked for you again, have I?"

According to the legend, did she meet a self-made passionate monster?

She looked at Du Yuanwei like a monkey in love, and then at Song Xiaoyu, who was full of contempt. She deeply doubted whether she had entered a parallel world.

"If you let me go, why do you still find a man who is so similar to me to be my substitute?" Du Yuanwei was full of confidence, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

"I'll say it again, please finish looking in the mirror before you speak." Zhong Qing spoke clearly, and his words were correct, "You are not even worthy of being his substitute, who gave you the courage to say that he is your substitute?" Speaking?"

Apart from the fact that Du Yuanwei has the same number of facial features as Gu Yanze, at first glance they may be three points similar, but people with eyes will find the difference for a tenth of a second longer.

If Du Yuanwei is a finely crafted jade pendant, then Gu Yanze is a natural and beautiful jade, which is self-contained without carving.

Zhong Qing's round eyes were filled with disgust, and he glanced at the two people who pretended to be passionate, and looked away in disgust, and felt shocked even if he looked at it for a second.

To say that Du Yuanwei is Gu Yanze's substitute is really insulting Gu Yanze.Unexpectedly, Du Yuanwei would be so brazen and self-righteous, Zhong Qing's awareness of his shamelessness deepened.

However, Zhong Qing's non-painful words did not have any effect on Du Yuanwei, but only made him more convinced that Zhong Qing had not forgotten himself.

"Love, why are you deceiving yourself and others? If you do this, don't you also hurt Gu Shao? If Gu Yanze knows that he is my substitute, what will he do..."

"He has brains, so he won't believe it." Zhong Qing calmly interrupted Du Yuanwei, and then looked down at his watch, the time was still early.

Zhong Qing looked through Du Yuanwei and saw the coffee shop behind him, and there was no one in the empty shop.

Today's matter must not be discussed, anyway, the boss has not come, so I have to talk to him later.

Of course, she didn't want to continue arguing with Song Xiaoyu and the others here, because that would make her look stupid.

Grasping Zhong Qing's movement, Song Xiaoyu straightened up, glanced at Zhong Qing from the corner of her eye, and rolled her black eyes: "Didn't you say that you have put it down? Then why are you still staring at my husband?"

She bit those words hard, looked at Zhong Qing smugly and wanted to see her make a fool of herself, but accidentally saw Du Yuanwei staring at Zhong Qing closely and became jealous again, pouted and stomped on his foot , shocked this unconscious man, and then relieved his anger.

"It was you who blocked my way."

Zhong Qing supported her glasses, her eyes were cold, she looked at the two people standing in front of her firmly and clearly, there was nothing superfluous in her eyes except for the disgust.

Only then did Song Xiaoyu realize that they were standing right in front of Zhong Qing, and the roads on both sides had already been occupied by crowds of onlookers.

"The road is so wide, you insist on going here, blame me?" Song Xiaoyu refused to back down even if she didn't reason, she supported Du Yuanwei's arm, her figure was enchanting, and she glanced at Zhong Qing with a cold snort.

"It's my fault. Bernard Shaw said to give way to the dog, but I forgot. It's because I haven't read enough." Zhong Qing frowned high, turned half of her body sideways, and looked at them with a half-smile.

Du Yuanwei and Song Xiaoyu looked at each other, unable to understand what she said.But when he saw her actions, he immediately realized that this person was scolding them, his face was frighteningly dark.

"Sure enough, I have become a mistress, and I don't even have a bottom line! Zhong Qing, aren't you afraid of embarrassing the Zhong family by doing this?" Song Xiaoyu and Zhong Qing have been together for a long time, knowing what she cares about the most, and put it out without hesitation.

"You like to scold yourself so much, do your parents know?" Zhong Qing easily fought back, looking at Song Xiaoyu with more and more different eyes.

It was the first time she had seen someone scolding herself so accurately, every sentence was in place, and every word was vivid.

"Nonsense!" Song Xiaoyu was deflated again and again, a nameless anger rushed straight to her forehead, she pushed Du Yuanwei away, and rushed towards Zhong Qing, "I must tear off your mask! See how hypocritical and vicious you are! "

Seeing that she was irritated, the passers-by who were onlookers retreated one after another, leaving an open space for them, hiding not far away, waiting to watch the show.

"My face is the original one, it can't be torn apart, but you don't have to." Zhong Qing turned around deftly, leaned against the guardrail, and watched Song Xiaoyu stagger.

Back then, in order to get close to Du Yuanwei, Song Xiaoyu cut her double eyelids, had her nose augmented, and chin augmented all of them, but she didn't expect her face to react after she became pregnant.

Although she has recovered a little now, it is still obvious from the looks of it, and she also very much minds when others mention this matter.

What makes Zhong Qing curious is that Du Yuanwei did not catch Song Xiaoyu in time.

Turning her head to take a look, Zhong Qing was surprised to find the disgust on Du Yuanwei's face.

Realizing that Zhong Qing was looking at him, Du Yuanwei returned to his normal expression in the blink of an eye, and Zhong Qing thought he was wrong.

"Zhong Qing, you're going too far!" Du Yuanwei walked over quickly, helped her up as if he was following Song Xiaoyu, and scolded her loudly.

"What? Dogs are only allowed to bite people, and people are not allowed to hide?" Zhong Qing resumed his usual eloquence, and looked at Du Yuanwei evilly.

She has suffered from this pair of dogs and men, and she will be sorry for herself if she doesn't get it back!

"Why do you curse? Are you willing to let me give up Yuanwei?" Song Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and supported Du Yuanwei softly, with tears in her eyes.

Zhong Qing had already revealed the incident about the mistress. Although some people refuted the rumors, the gossip of the melon-eaters would certainly not be extinguished so easily.

"Are you sure I'm scolding a person? When you seduced Du Yuanwei, you didn't think about being a person?"

Zhong Qing's interest came, carrying the bag, walked towards them step by step, smiling all over his face: "However, you like to pick up things I don't want so much, why don't you go to pick up waste?"

Isn't it just to stir up emotions?These days, as the heroine of public opinion, Zhong Qing has learned a lot.

"Who... Who seduced you? This is my husband!" When mentioning that matter, Song Xiaoyu lacked confidence, "We are..."

You know, Zhong Qing was scolded because of Xiaosan, and he rushed forward so eagerly, and those passers-by would scold him to death without Zhong Qing opening his mouth.

"You really love each other." Zhong Qing snatched her words casually, and rolled her eyes in disgust, "We are tired of hearing the stalks from the last century, can you find a fresher reason?"

Zhongqing's semi-provocative appearance attracted the attention of the crowd, and the simple word "we" quickly shortened the distance between her and the melon-eating crowd.

Being able to blend in with the crowd without any airs, no one would believe that such an interesting girl would become a mistress.

"It's the truth!" Song Xiaoyu blushed upon hearing the low laughter from around her, and tugged on Du Yuanwei's sleeve, wanting him to back her up.

"Don't talk about it, he's so good at pretending to be dead, he won't save you." Zhong Qing took two steps back and completely integrated into the melon-eating group.

What I eat is melon related to myself.

Before Du Yuanwei could speak, Zhong Qing suddenly realized again: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you got pregnant shortly after meeting him, and I've never seen him pretending to be dead. Tsk tsk, I'm so miserable."

Zhong Qing shook her head, but she didn't look half as miserable as she should have.

If at the beginning, she was unwilling to bring up this unbearable past, then now, she doesn't care at all.

That sentence is right, who doesn't have a blind youth!
"Yuanwei doesn't want to argue with women, don't take yourself too seriously!" Song Xiaoyu glanced at Du Yuanwei who was silent, scolded him bitterly in his heart, but still had to give him back.

"Whatever you say, anyway, it's something I don't want. I'm not interested in being a treasure or a grass." Zhong Qing raised her hand to brush her hair, thinking of the broken tablet in her bag, she became a little anxious.

I don't know if those data will be gone, but that is her treasure.

"We've already broken up, can't you let us go? Xiaoyu and I just want to live in peace, and we don't want to argue with you." Du Yuanwei spoke slowly, his face was full of helplessness, and the corners of his eyes were drooping, as if he was holding back something .

"If the favored wife is down, are you going to set up a new Buddhist youth who is indifferent to the world?" Zhong Qing pierced it coldly, not saving him any face, "Block my way, throw my tablet, scold me." Family members, and then told me that I don’t want to fight for anything, you are standing up and standing up, thinking that you are standing in the shape of a human?”

After making complaints, the onlookers couldn't help laughing, but they were embarrassed to laugh out loud.

Seeing Song Xiaoyuqing blushing, Zhong Qing lost her appetite, turned around and was about to leave with her bag, when she suddenly remembered something... She turned around with her hair tossed, revealing her eight white teeth.

"You don't need to pay for the electronic board. Go back and practice your acting skills. If your face collapses, the character design can't collapse."

The last sentence instantly opened up the acupoints of the people around, as if the breath that had been hanging was finally released, it was very satisfying.

Zhong Qing walked steadily, raised her head proudly, raised her chest and retracted her abdomen, leaving a chic back for everyone.