Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

"Miss Rong."

When Rong Jiang turned around, he was surprised to see Qiu Qionghua standing behind him.

"What's up?"

"Just now I saw that you and my cousin were not happy, are you okay?"

Qiu Qionghua has been paying attention to Bai Yangyang.

Bai Yangyang rejected her overtures and wanted to shine at the state banquet, which is nothing short of fantasy.

Rong Jiang didn't expect Qiu Qionghua to pay attention to these things, and nodded: "We all compete for the position of lead dancer, of course there will be friction."

A quick smile flashed across Qiu Qionghua's eyes: "Miss Rong, my cousin is young and her skills are not as solid as yours. In fact, I think you are the best candidate to lead the dance."

Rong Jiang was praised, but he was not happy at all.

She is not stupid.

Bai Yangyang and Qiu Qionghua didn't deal with each other at first glance, she didn't want to get involved with Qiu Qionghua, let alone be with her.

"Miss Qiu, I know very well whether Bai Yangyang's ability is enough. The position of the lead dancer has always been based on the ability to speak. Other than that, it's not easy for anyone to speak. It's getting late, so I'll go back first."

After Rong Jiang left, Qiu Qionghua stood where he was, with a bit of displeasure on his pretty face.

Why didn't Rong Jiang play his cards according to the routine?

If an ordinary person heard this, he would have drifted away.

She stood where she was, and the people behind her were still discussing about the lead dancer.

"I think the lead dancer must be Bai Yangyang, who is the chief of Qinghong Dance Troupe. I heard that Teacher Wen liked her very much before—"

"You should go and watch Bai Yangyang's dance video, at least it ranks among the top three in the country. Every frown and smile is simply born for ballet."

Admiration was endless, and when Qiu Qionghua heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

She left Yuexi Spring and returned to Qiu's house all the way.

As soon as she entered the house, she saw her mother, Mo Qingxue, sitting on the sofa. There were all kinds of precious flowers on the coffee table, and she was playing with them.

"mom."

"I'm back, how was the rehearsal?" Mo Qingxue smiled when she heard her voice.

Qiu Qionghua walked into the living room and sat down slowly.

The servant handed over a cup of coffee, she took it, and took a sip: "The rehearsal went well, I saw Bai Yangyang."

Mo Qingxue paused: "Really?"

"Well, she's also rehearsing for the state banquet, and, by the looks of it, everything's going well."

Mo Qingxue was unmoved, "In that case, let's get along well."

"I tried, and she seems to have a problem with me."

Or hostility.

Mo Qingxue laughed softly: "Of course she is hostile. Back when the elder sister left the Mo family and took her into exile, she might think that we robbed them of their good life?"

Mo Qingxue arranging the flowers leisurely, with an elegant aura of money irrigated between her brows and eyes.

Qiu Qionghua frowned: "If she is really sent back to the Mo family, grandma—"

Bai Yangyang now holds a lot of power and has a backing. If she returns to the Mo family, where will she be?

"Whether you can go back, and what it will look like after you go back, are all questions."

Mo Qingxue seemed to be concentrating on arranging flowers, but she was actually reminding Qiu Qionghua not to worry too much.

If Bai Yangyang really wanted to recognize her ancestors and return to her clan, many people would not allow her to return.

After all, if one more person divides the cake, it will touch the interests of others.

"I understand."

After Qiu Qionghua left.

The servant moved to Mo Qingxue's side: "Madam, Miss Bai, do you really need to deal with it?"

Mo Qingxue put down the vase in her hand, and clapped her hands: "The old man is celebrating his birthday soon, so hurry up and send the invitation."

"You mean, invite Miss Bai?"

"Well, now that you know you're a child of the Mo family, you have to do your best to save face."

Mo Qingxue got up slowly.

The servant nodded: "Yes."

……

It was already late at night when Bai Yangyang returned to Crescent Moon Villa from Yuexi Spring.

A day of rehearsal, exhausting.

She pushed open the door, but Song Xi was not there.

The huge living room was deserted, she turned on the light, stretched out her hand to support the wall, and changed her slippers.

Her whole body was in pain like it was falling apart.

I don't care about cooking at all.

She ordered takeaway, walked into the bathroom, and heard the sound of dripping water.

The warm water in the bathtub was filled with steam, and she leaned against the edge of the bathtub, feeling the flow of contentment right now.

After taking a hot bath, Bai Yangyang felt better.

Ding dong.

Bai Yangyang's takeaway has arrived.

She opened the door, took the takeaway, walked into the living room, and watched today's rehearsal video while eating the takeaway.

In the huge living room, there is only the sound of music from the video.

She ate slowly until the food was cold, and her eyes were fixed on the video on the screen.

Study frame by frame, for fear of missing a little detail.

It wasn't until late at night that a gust of cold wind hit, Bai Yangyang shivered, and then he glanced at the time.

It's already eleven o'clock.

Zhan Beixiao hasn't come back yet.

She took the phone and texted him.

Drop drop drop.

The WeChat notification sounded.

When Zhan Beixiao heard the voice, his previously frowning brows relaxed slightly.

The man's clothes are half off at the moment, revealing a large honey-colored chest, and the wound on his left hand is still bleeding.

Jiang Xun frowned: "What's the matter, the wound hasn't healed after so long?"

Zhan Beixiao was injured for a long time.

However, the wound showed no signs of healing.

Qi Bei frowned: "Jiang Shao, you are a doctor, you ask us?"

Jiang Xun was extremely irritable, he had thought of all the ideas he could think of, but he still couldn't heal the wound.

He bandaged the wound and sighed: "Forget it, maybe I'm a quack doctor, I'll ask my master."

It's been almost a month since the wound has healed.

If this goes on like this, this hand should be useless.

After Jiang Xi left, Zhan Beixiao took the phone and saw the message from Bai Yangyang.

【When are you coming back? 】

[There is a meeting at night, you don't have to go back, you should rest first. 】

Zhan Beixiao pondered for a few seconds before replying.

Qi Bei stood on one side, and was a little surprised when he saw that Zhan Beixiao had lied.

Normally, Master Zhan would like to go home early to accompany Miss Bai, what happened tonight?
Actually lied?

Zhan Beixiao put down his phone, opened the drawer, and there was a small medicine box inside.

Qi Bei immediately poured Zhan Beixiao a glass of warm water: "Master Zhan, are you still taking medicine?"

Zhan Beixiao suffers from severe mania and relies on drugs all the year round.

After Bai Yangyang appeared, he gave him acupuncture and his condition improved a lot.

But in the past six months, after acupuncture stopped, Zhan Beixiao started taking medicine again.

Zhan Beixiao poured out two pills, put them in his mouth, and swallowed them with water.

"Ah."

Qi Bei looked at the two pills, worried that Zhan Beixiao would rely on medicine again: "Master Zhan, why don't we let Miss Bai do acupuncture?"

Acupuncture is always better than medicine.

In the past, Master Zhan relied on drugs to the extreme.

Now that he has finally improved, he doesn't want Lord Zhan to become drug dependent again.

Zhan Beixiao closed the lid: "Wait a little longer."

Bai Yangyang's acupuncture and moxibustion could indeed help him relieve his emotions, but it still couldn't cure him.

Besides, she is very busy recently, if he asks her to do acupuncture again, she will completely become a spinning top.

Qi Bei pursed his lips: "Okay."

Zhan Beixiao took the medicine, sat on the leather seat, and fell asleep slowly.

Qi Bei closed the drawer door for him, and left carefully.

When Bai Yangyang saw the reply to the WeChat message, a hint of disappointment flashed in front of him.

Without Zhan Beixiao, I couldn't sleep.

She thought about it, got up, walked into the bedroom, and changed her clothes when she came out.

After half an hour.

Bai Yangyang appeared downstairs in the Zhan Group.

She shuttled between the floors and arrived at Zhan Beixiao's office smoothly.

The office door is closed.

It was pitch black inside.

Bai Yangyang's face changed slightly.