The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

"Just leave the photo frame with me for now. It's not convenient for you to hold it. Whenever you need it, just call me." Xiao Yiyang arranged it on his own, "On the premise that you don't think I have any intentions towards you."

"Oh, thank you." She still sat there without moving. She straightened the hem of her clothes and tucked her hair behind her ears a little awkwardly. She entered the hotel in such a disheveled state, I'm afraid...

"Change your clothes in the car. The window film is darker, and people outside can't see what's going on inside unless they get close." His voice was low and gave a sense of security.

After saying that, Xiao Yiyang got out of the car. He stood on the side of the sidewalk, with his back to the car, and lit a cigarette. His broad back blocked most of the glass window.

……

Leng Ruofei stayed in the Swiss Hotel.

She called Qiao Liu and told her that she didn't need to mail the suitcase. She would be back in a few days.

"Elen, Mr. Mu...have all the things over there been dealt with?" Qiao Liu knew about her relationship with Mu Liangsheng, and didn't know what to say to comfort her at this moment.

"Yes, he has been buried. Liuliu, I want to stay in Mocheng for a few more days to accompany him." Leng Ruofei choked up as she spoke. In front of Qiao Liu, she had no secrets.

When she was with Mu Liangsheng before, she made things difficult for him and gave him the cold shoulder... Qiao Liu knew all this. But now that he was gone, she realized how stupid she was.

"Well...you have to accept my condolences. Are you...okay?" Qiao Liu asked with concern.

Leng Ruofei smiled faintly: "I'm fine."

"Elen, there's something..." Qiao Liu paused on the other end of the phone, "Forget it, let's talk about it when you come back."

"What's the matter?" Leng Ruofei had a hunch that since Qiao Liu could bring it up at this time, it must be something very important or tricky.

"Well... did you read the entertainment news this morning? There's something in it..." Qiao Liu couldn't continue. She was actually busy with the press conference and really didn't have time to read it. It was Sister Qi who brought a newspaper and anxiously asked her what was going on. She just searched the news...

Leng Ruofei was mentally prepared when she saw the reporters at the funeral home. In the past, with Mu Liangsheng around, she didn't have to worry about these things at all. Mu Liangsheng would handle them silently and give her a clear and bright world.

"I know. There was some misunderstanding at the funeral home yesterday. Sister Qi didn't say anything, right?" Although Leng Ruofei and the others are not entertainment stars, such negative news will more or less have some impact on her reputation.

"Sister Qi didn't say anything. She... is just worried about you." Qiao Liu wanted to say something, but then changed the subject.

"I'm fine, thank Sister Qi for me." Leng Ruofei knew that with Sister Qi's temper, she would definitely scold him. Qiao Liu must have been making excuses for her.

"Thank you, Liuliu!" Leng Ruofei's voice was a little hoarse. She thought that at this time, perhaps only Qiao Liu understood her the best.

"What are you talking about! Do we need to be like this? Elen, you've been wronged!" If the fashion show wasn't so important, she really wanted to drop her work and accompany Leng Ruofei. How could she bear it alone?

"I'm fine..."

……

After the call ended, Leng Ruofei was already in tears.

She checked the entertainment news, and eye-catching headlines popped up one after another -

——Writing for collection~~~~~~~~~~