Flash marriage on the plane, Mr. Li spoiled her so sweetly

Hearing this, Qin Ziqing was stunned for two seconds before she realized that the dog man was asking her. She was immediately surprised: "Why are you so interested in my best friend's husband?"

Damn, could Boyi Yang be a closeted person?

"Just asking." She didn't answer, so Boyi Yang didn't ask any more.

Qin Ziqing insisted, "You are not interested in my best friend's husband, are you? Uncle Bo, you are a closeted person?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man's eyes swept over like a knife, and Qin Ziqing couldn't help but shiver.

"Ms. Qin, if I were a closeted person, you would be worried!"

"Why should I worry? I won't sleep with you! But you have to hide well and don't embarrass me. In our business marriage, the most important thing is face."

Qin Ziqing no longer wanted to stay with the bastard man, and wanted to go and complain to Xia Tong that her fiancé coveted her husband! Then the two women got together and scolded the man.

Therefore, after Miss Qin completely ignored these words, Mr. Bo's face was very unhappy and even a little angry.

The two are well-known fake fiancé and fiancée in the upper class circle. Whenever they attend the same event, they have to get together and let the media take pictures to consolidate the stocks of both families.

After the filming, Qin Ziqing left immediately to go find her best friend.

Bo Yiyang reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to his side, "Come with me to meet the old lady of the Shen family and give her a gift."

"No, you can handle it yourself." Qin Ziqing pried the man's hand apart and walked away with her slender waist twisted.

Her skirt looked decent from the front, but the back revealed a beautiful snow-white back, which made Bo Yiyang look gloomy and his eyes narrowed.

"Send her a shawl."

Secretary Zhang sighed secretly and carried out the order.

Bo Yiyang went to see Old Madam Shen alone.

Secretary Zhang took a shawl from the car and handed it to Qin Ziqing, "Ms. Qin, my husband is worried that you're cold, so he asked me to bring you some clothes. Put them on."

"No, I'm young and can tolerate cold weather. Your CEO is old and has osteoporosis, so let's leave it to him."

Secretary Zhang smiled bitterly.

Jiang Yuwan took the shawl and said, "Secretary Zhang, go find your CEO."

"Thank you, Miss Jiang." Secretary Zhang left.

Jiang Yuwan threw the shawl to Qin Ziqing, and Qin Ziqing threw the shawl to Xia Tong, "Tongzi, you have the whitest skin, cover it up, don't take advantage of those bastards around you."

Xia Tong was speechless, and pulled the shawl tighter around her shoulders, "If you don't want me to wear it, I will really put it on myself."

She was wearing the latest dress produced by Qin Ziqing's company. It was ethereal in itself, and with the shawl, she was even more beautiful.

"Miss Xia, I didn't expect that we would meet here again."

A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Xia Tong turned around and saw Zhou Enna, who was wearing a fiery red dress and looking extremely charming, walking towards her with a glass of red wine in her hand.

Zhou Enna's appearance and figure are both top-notch and she is known as the most beautiful reporter in Baicheng.

Qin Ziqing knew about the grudge between the two. "Why is reporter Zhou here too? I thought that reporters like reporter Zhou would be treated the same as those reporters at the door. I didn't expect that the treatment of gold medal reporters is different."

Zhou Enna smiled, "Miss Qin, you don't know that I was specially invited by the Shen family to interview the lost daughter of the Shen family. Naturally, I am different from those reporters outside. Miss Qin doesn't understand, I won't blame Miss Qin."

The tea has a nice aroma!

Zhou Enna knew that Qin Ziqing and Xia Tong had a good relationship, but so what? If she caused trouble for Xia Tong, it had nothing to do with her, Miss Qin.

"Miss Xia, when are you going to see my brother? Don't wait until I can't sit still and put that matter back on the news before you know to go see my poor brother, right?"

Xia Tong's eyes flashed with coldness, "If you want to report it, then report it. It will let everyone know the truth of the matter! But no one can predict what your brother's mentality will be in the future."

"Haha!" Zhou Enna's sneer escaped from her tightly pursed thin lips through gritted teeth.

Just then, a figure approached them and stood between them.