Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

"Apologise?" Leng Qingqing clicked these two words: "No one has ever dared to ask me to apologize."

She was telling the truth.

However, Bai Xiaoman made up her mind, her aura was extremely oppressive, her whole body was shining with luxury, like a precious snake.

She squinted under the lamp to look at her 'opponent' who was leaning on the leather sofa.

Very young, with black hair, white skin, and red lips, she is extremely beautiful.

No wonder it has become popular after being dormant for so long. It does have some capital.

Leng Qingqing didn't hold it intentionally, and leaned lazily on the back of the sofa. One of her arms was held by Bai Xiaoman and hung in the air. But she didn't seem to take it seriously at all.

Bai Xiaoman glanced at her plump and rosy cheeks, and a trace of undetectable jealousy flashed in his heart.

People who have given birth to children must have been taking injections all year round to maintain such plump skin.

Bai Xiaoman's thoughts diverge subconsciously.

She thought of the slightly sagging apples of her skin after taking off makeup, the sagging skin condition after staying up late filming, and the tiny wrinkles appearing at the corners of her eyes.

...I don’t know who the lonely doctor is, but he has good skills.

Thinking of this, the hand holding her wrist became stronger. Leng Qingqing frowned and shook her away.

It's better to come early than to come by chance. This scene happened to be bumped into by the reporters who were rushing over.

Leng Qingqing rubbed her wrist and said, "I can't tell you are quite strong."

Her skin was already white, but Bai Xiaoman's tug and hold just now made her blush.

The reporters who rushed to the area quickly picked up their equipment and took random photos of the two people. The surrounding area instantly became bright as day.

"What happened?"

"Excuse me, what's wrong? Did you two have a conflict?"

"Bai Xiaoman, can you explain Leng Qingqing?"

Bai Xiaoman took the initiative, wiped the corners of his red eyes with his fingers, and said with a forced smile: "It's okay, don't blame Qingqing, I believe she didn't mean it."

The reporters smelled the smell of the big melon, and flashing lights flashed on and off one after another.

Bai Xiaoman lowered his eyes and covered his slightly raised lips. Leng Qingqing should read the almanac before going out today.

Meeting her is a bad luck.

Leng Qingqing looked as usual. Facing the swarming reporters, he just said lightly: "I didn't do anything."

The reporters scratched their heads and asked questions one after another.

"Excuse me, what happened?"

"Bai Xiaoman, have you been bullied by Leng Qingqing?"

"Bullying doesn't count." Bai Xiaoman smiled slightly and straightened his back slightly, as if he wanted to make a joke to everyone, but he couldn't hide the hurt in his tone.

She laughed and said, "I just got a few words of criticism."

"Complain? Who dares to complain about a big flower?"

Bai Xiaoman didn't answer, but his eyes slightly squinted as if he was talking.

No need to ask, aren't we just sitting here?

"Leng Qingqing, what did you say about Bai Xiaoman?" The reporter's microphone was brought to his mouth, and Leng Qingqing pushed it aside in disgust.

"I didn't say anything," Leng Qingqing opened her innocent eyes and raised her head to ask the person involved, "Are you referring to the phrase 'dress like a nouveau riche'?"

"I said that."

A very charming young girl intervened in everyone's conversation, causing everyone to turn around.

Just now, I was only focused on interviewing Leng Qingqing and Bai Xiaoman to grab front-line exclusive reports, but I didn't see a beautiful and charming young lady sitting next to Leng Qingqing.

The girl in the champagne-colored dress folded her arms and squinted at the group of reporters, as if she was looking at a group of insignificant people. There was no trace of the panic or curiosity of others who saw the large group of reporters.

The reporters were stunned by this look.

Based on their knowledge, they could naturally tell that this girl was extremely powerful and did not take them seriously at all.

That's the look in the eyes of a superior.

The people who can attend today's banquet are all celebrities or well-known people, and the girl's face is unfamiliar to them, which shows that she is not from the entertainment industry.

Then there is only one possibility.

The flashlight stopped blinking. Although I didn’t know my identity, it was better to be cautious.

Stars in the entertainment industry can be photographed casually, but if they photograph something they shouldn't and write reports they shouldn't write, it's hard to say whether they can keep their jobs.

Zhao Qianjin crossed her slender legs, glanced at Bai Xiaoman who had a stiff face, and said, "Didn't you ask what happened just now? I said that Bai Xiaoman was dressed very vulgarly today, wearing silver and diamonds. Yeah, like a nouveau riche. What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said? "

One of the entertainment reporters who had asked the most fierce questions just now suddenly shrank his pupils and seemed to recognize the identity of the daughter in front of him.

Facing the urging look from Bai Xiaoman, he slowly shook his head, his wide eyes full of eagerness and fear.

"If Miss Bai has any objection to what I said, I welcome you to find fault at any time." Zhao Qianjin threw out a gold-gilt business card, and it landed at Bai Xiaoman's feet.

It doesn’t matter if you pick it up, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t pick it up.

Bai Xiaoman's face turned green and white. Ever since she jumped to the front line, no young star has dared to talk to her like this.

However, the entertainment reporter she had colluded with long ago kept her head down and said nothing.

After Leng Qingqing and Zhao Qianjin left, Yuji quickly walked to her side, picked up the business card, blew away the non-existent dust on it, and handed it to Bai Xiaoman.

Bai Xiaoman stared at him coldly.

"Give me an explanation."

"...Sister Xiaoman," Yu Ji swallowed nervously: "Do you know who she is?"

-

Leng Qingqing never liked this kind of situation, so she just listened to Xu Zan's words to show her face, and was ready to leave to avoid more trouble.

Before leaving, he was held back by Zhao Qianjin.

Leng Qingqing held her hand and raised his eyebrows: "Let's go together? Didn't you say you don't like this kind of occasion? Let's find a place to drink?"

"Drink?" Zhao Qianjin's eyes lit up: "Okay, where are you going?"

This stopped Leng Qingqing from asking. She thought for a while and sighed, with a pitiful look on her face: "Since I got married, my husband has been asking me to take care of the children at home. I am not even allowed to go out. I have lost it." Career, my fans, and my friends..."

There was a bitter taste at the corner of her lips: "I haven't been out for a long time, so I don't know where there are interesting places. It's up to you to decide."

"...Are you telling the truth? You can't even go out?"

Zhao Qianjin's expression ranged from confusion to shock, from shock to disbelief.

Leng Qingqing forced a smile and looked away, but Zhao Qianjin still caught the tears that instantly turned red at the corners of her eyes.

“Before doing this show, I hadn’t been out in a few years.”

Zhao Qianjin stared at her dumbfounded, but what came to mind was a handsome man's face.

Huo Jingsen...how could he do such a thing?

She felt her fist harden.

"So this is the real reason why you quit the industry? Not because your dream of marrying into a rich family came true, but because you had a child?"

Zhao Qianjin's mind was wide open and she didn't know where she wanted to go, so she murmured.

But she quickly frowned.

"So, you didn't marry him voluntarily?"

How can this be.

However, Leng Qingqing's eyes were slightly red, and under Zhao Qianjin's disbelieving gaze, he nodded slowly. At this moment, his addiction to drama reached an unprecedented peak.

"No one knows about this except me and him. I will speak out today because I have really had enough."

Zhao Qianjin held her breath subconsciously. She felt that she was uncovering the mystery of an old incident.

"I was pregnant with Hengheng at that time, and I thought I was not good enough for him, so I wanted to break up with him peacefully. But he didn't agree and even threatened to buy my family's company if I aborted the child, making my whole family unable to survive."

"For the sake of my family and my unborn child, I can only agree to his request and marry him."

Leng Qingqing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said resentfully: "If it weren't for the child, I would have divorced him long ago."

Zhao Qianjin clenched her fists, but she was still in a daze.

But Leng Qingqing's tears were so real, and her pain was so real that Zhao Qianjin couldn't help but believe it.

"I can't believe...he is actually this kind of person!"

Zhao Qianjin was heartbroken. Huo Jingsen was Bai Yueguang, whom she had been secretly in love with since she was a teenager. But she had never understood him for so many years.

The first time I learned about him in this way was from his wife's mouth.

...The secret love I had for so many years was actually paid for by mistake.

However, what shocked Zhao Qianjin was yet to come.

Leng Qingqing lay on her bare shoulder and cried uncontrollably. Zhao Qianjin heard her choke on every word and reprimand her with hatred.

"Do you know who he is? You don't!"

"Ever since I married him, every second I spend with him makes me extremely sick!"

Zhao Qianjin held her shoulders and was very surprised. He pursed his lips and thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out. He only vaguely noticed that something was fishy, ​​and there was something wrong with the cold tone.

"He... cheated?" Zhao Qianjin asked cautiously.

This was the worst harm she could imagine a husband doing to his wife.

However, Leng Qingqing shook her head, and a wry smile came out.

"I'd rather he cheated."

"?" Zhao Qianjin was puzzled.

Leng Qingqing lay in her hair and sighed softly. This sigh seemed as light as a leaf, but it fell heavily on Zhao Qianjin's heart.

The next second, she heard Leng Qingqing whisper into her ear in an extremely embarrassed voice.

"He...he's gay!"

Leng Qingqing covered her face.

Zhao Qianjin slowly opened her mouth, dumbfounded.