A song about a southern girl made her ex-girlfriend cry on the judges' bench

"I understand."

Qin Xu put down his phone with a gloomy face.

He thought Zhou Ningqing was just a cooked duck, and he would be in his hands sooner or later, but he didn't expect her to run away like this.

The company gained a good reputation by terminating Zhou Ningqing, but what about him?

How would Zhou Ningqing and his friends see him?

Would they think he was a coward who didn't dare to fight back even when being bullied?

"Damn it!"

He was filled with grief when he thought about not being able to hold his head up in front of his friends.

A young man in his 20s actually sobbed in the car!

Tianxiang Entertainment was very fast in handling matters. Almost at the same time when the reporter released the news, it officially announced that it had reached a settlement on the Zhou Ningqing incident.

Zhou Ningqing would not be hidden. As long as the penalty for breach of contract was paid, the two parties would no longer have a labor relationship.

Upon hearing the news, the netizens who were eager to try their hand at the keyboard felt a little regretful.

What a pity.

They had all thought about how to scold, but Tianxiang Entertainment actually did this.

The operators of other entertainment companies also felt a little regretful and deleted the edited blog posts one by one.

Tianxiang Entertainment is a chicken cunning man who knows how to sacrifice the small to protect the big. Otherwise, they would definitely win a lot of people's hearts if they came down to criticize. As one thing goes up, the other goes down, and Tianxiang Entertainment will only become more and more sluggish.

And now, they have only lost one Zhou Ningqing, but their reputation has been maintained.

At this time, Zhou Ningqing was hiding in a small villa under her name. There was no way, there were too many reporters outside who wanted to interview her.

"I'm back."

Fan Ying was wearing an apron and tinkering in the kitchen.

Just last week, Zhou Ningqing gave him the address and spare key of the house. The two of them were too popular now, so it was inconvenient for them to meet outside. Fan Ying had no place to live in Shanghai except the dormitory at school.

She took off her shoes, put her white and tender feet into the slippers, and looked curiously at the kitchen.

"What are you doing"

"Cooking, I guess you've been dealing with lawsuits and answering reporters' questions all day, and it will be almost dark when you come back. Haven't eaten yet? Try my cooking."

Fan Ying had just finished the last dish, and she pinched the edge of the plate with two fingers. Because it was too hot, she quickly ran from the kitchen to the dining table.

How could she look like a big star in the spotlight?

Zhou Ningqing burst out laughing.

Fan Ying looked at her with some confusion.

""What are you laughing at? Come and eat quickly. I've been waiting for you for so long that I'm hungry."

He cooked three dishes: scrambled eggs with tomatoes, pork and cabbage stewed with vermicelli, and a cold dish made of cucumber, carrot and cabbage shreds.

They are all home-cooked dishes that can be found everywhere in the north.

Zhou Ningqing couldn't help but salivate when she saw them, and obediently took the bowl of rice handed over by Fan Ying.

She lived in the north for so many years when she was a student, and she had long fallen in love with the taste of northern cuisine. In the past few years, she returned to Shanghai because she missed Fan Ying and was craving northern cuisine.

Unfortunately, under the deliberate arrangement of her mother and the company, her range of activities was limited to the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai areas, and she had no chance to eat. She was not allowed to go near Fan Ying's hometown.

In fact, there are restaurants opened by northerners in Shanghai. Zhou Ningqing has been there several times, but unfortunately the taste is not so authentic.

It's not that the boss's cooking skills are bad, but the tastes of the north and south are different. Completely restoring the taste of northern dishes will not attract customers as much as it does now.

Zhou Ningqing picked up a piece of egg and put it in her mouth, her expression was very intoxicated.

The delicious juice of tomatoes and eggs are perfectly mixed together, fresh and fragrant, fragrant and sweet, which is exactly the taste she remembers!

She couldn't help but eat a few more bites, and said curiously:"Can you cook?"

"Yes, it's not that difficult."

Fan Ying is already 27 or 28 years old in his own world, living alone, it's impossible for him to order takeout every day.

Over time, he naturally developed a pretty good cooking skill.

"Try the vermicelli I made."

Fan Ying skillfully picked up some food for Zhou Ningqing, who was not shy either. He ate too fast and made slurping sounds.

Fan Ying couldn't help but laugh.

This time it was Zhou Ningqing's turn to be confused.

"why are you laughing?"

"What do you think? Zhou Ningqing, the great beauty, eats so loudly. What will happen if others know about this?"

Zhou Ningqing glanced at him unhappily. Her little feet under the table stretched out from her slippers and slowly moved forward.

As soon as she touched Fan Ying's calf, her five white and tender toes suddenly exerted force and clamped the flesh on his calf.

"hiss........"

Fan Ying gasped in pain, decisively put down the chopsticks in his hand, and grabbed the little feet of the lovely girl in front of him with lightning speed.

Zhou Ningqing wanted to pull it back, but how could Fan Ying let her succeed?

He showed a devilish smile, and his other hand was already ready. He gently stroked the soles of Zhou Ningqing's feet with two fingers.

""Hmm!"

Zhou Ningqing uttered a whimper, her face visibly red with shame.

"We are eating, stop making trouble!"

Fan Ying had no intention of letting her go, and said with a smile:"The sound is nice."

Zhou Ningqing didn't say anything and pretended not to hear. Fan Ying no longer held back, and two fingers kept moving around the soles of Zhou Ningqing's feet like plucking the strings of a guitar.

Zhou Ningqing laughed out loud and tried desperately to break free, but her strength was always not as great as Fan Ying's.

"Do you want to shout?"

""Scream, scream, I scream."

Zhou Ningqing begged for mercy again and again, and Fan Ying finally stopped.

Zhou Ningqing bit her lip, feeling her cheeks getting hot.

Although this was her residence and there was no one around, when she was dating Fan Ying before, their relationship was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, at most they just held hands and drank from the same bottle of water.

Unexpectedly, after they got back together three years later, Fan Ying was like an LS, madly ravaging her feet.

Fan Ying told her to scream something nice, but what should she scream

?���Friend?

It doesn't sound very nice.

Husband?

The relationship hasn't progressed to that stage, and it sounds weird.

Nickname?

It's like coaxing a child.

""Hmm!"

She was struggling internally, not knowing what to say, when Fan Ying slid across her foot again.

"Oops, my hand slipped accidentally. What are you thinking about? Why don't you scream? I'm afraid if I wait a little longer, my hand will slip again!"

Zhou Ningqing's face was red as if water was about to drip out. She lowered her head and squeezed out two words from between her teeth like a mosquito.

"elder brother......"

Fan Ying's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Zhou Ningqing's call of"brother" was not as charming as that of a green tea girl, not as childish as that of a child, and certainly not like that of a girl who used a small windmill as the back seat of a motorcycle and called herself"giegie".

She was reluctant in her heart and looked shy, and because of this, this call of"brother" was even more attractive, and Fan Ying was called"Fan Ying".

"Why don’t you let go?"

"Oh? Oh."

Fan Ying came back to his senses and let go of his hand reluctantly.

Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks to continue eating, Zhou Ningqing raised his hand to stop him:

"Wash your hands first, then eat!"

"It's okay, I don't mind"

"No way!"

Seeing Zhou Ningqing's firm attitude, Fan Ying had to get up and go to the bathroom. When he came back after washing his hands, he found that her face was still rosy and looked very cute.

Such a beautiful woman is actually his girlfriend?

Thinking about the fact that he had lived for twenty-seven or twenty-eight years and was still a single dog, he felt more and more that it was so lucky to be able to come to this world!