Your Miss Su is blackened

Shi Zheng pursed her lips, and when she looked up again with her eyes downcast, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she also called another man on the other end of the phone: "A-Ning, what are you calling me for?"

"Have you seen him?"

"Not yet, he first refused to go to the restaurant to talk about the endorsement, and later he took the initiative to call and ask for an appointment with the company on the grounds of increasing the endorsement fee, I declined."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang with a "ding".

The woman took it down to see that it was Fu Moxing's assistant, Lin Zhan, who sent the message.

[Miss Shi, Mr. Fu said that we will see you at the original restaurant at noon tomorrow. 】

She didn't reply, put the phone to her ear again, and said to Xue Ning: "For the endorsement, he still gave in, we will meet at the restaurant tomorrow."

"Well, be careful."

"I know, you help me take care of Yanyan."

"Will do."

"Then hang up the phone."

As soon as the words fell, before the phone was removed from the ear, Xue Ning's voice rang again: "Azheng—"

"I'm here."

The man asked her unhurriedly: "Seeing Fu Moxing again, do you still feel it?"

"Have."

After the words fell, the woman added word by word: "The feeling of hate."

Xue Ning's voice was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, but it was like a reminder: "Okay, come back to me after taking revenge and finishing your own affairs, and play the role of Shizheng for the rest of your life, what you should do to be a real Shizheng things."

"Ok, I know."

"I've already asked someone to buy a property in Haicheng. The cleaning company will clean it up tomorrow. You can move there. It's not safe for a female artist to stay in a hotel."

Shizheng said seriously: "Thank you, Aning."

Xue Ning smiled lightly, as gentle as ever: "My wife, you should be caring."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Zheng replied Lin Zhan's text message.

Only one word.

【it is good. 】

After nightfall in Haicheng, the neon lights outside lit up one after another.

Shi Zheng stood on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel suite, overlooking the bustling night scene of the city, holding a goblet in her hand and shaking it gently, the red liquid swaying gently with her movements.

She raised her wine glass, put it in her mouth and drank it down.

After the plastic surgery, Shi Zheng suffered from alcoholism.

Every night before going to bed, she has to drink.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to fall asleep.

Her alcoholism was so severe that sleeping pills didn't help.

After Shizheng fell asleep, the scene of the car accident explosion five years ago often appeared in the dream, and a voice reminded her again and again in the dream——

The only child you can use to compete with me also exists for me.

Waking up in the middle of the night, her tears had already wet the pillow.

But all kinds of worries, no one confides.

Shizheng recovered from her thoughts, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, the artificial intelligence curtain behind her closed automatically.

She turned off the light and fell asleep.

……

At noon the next day, the restaurant.

Shizheng arrived 5 minutes late on purpose.

When she pushed open the door of the box, Fu Moxing, who was standing in front of the window, turned around upon hearing the sound.

He stood against the light, his slender and straight figure was majestic, and the handsome and heroic look between his brows and eyes was also extraordinary, only those cold and indifferent eyes showed the calmness and calmness of a strong man.

When Shi Zheng saw that he saw her, her eyes froze.

It was fleeting, but she caught it.

She walked in, stretched out her hand towards the man generously, and the corners of her lips curved gracefully: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, there was a traffic jam on the road just now, so I was 5 minutes late."