Gao Chunzi arrived at the cafe a quarter of an hour in advance before she could get in. She rang her cell phone. She looked at the telephone and immediately answered the phone: "Yiyi! I'm here! Have you gotten off the plane?"

He Yiyi walked in the airport hall passage in a hurry and said gritting her teeth: "Didn't I tell you that one quarter of an hour later? You were actually one quarter of an hour earlier? If you don't listen to me, you won't know if you will be killed in the future!"

"You... why are you so angry? You're just having sex! Can I eat him?"

That bastard not only will eat you, but he will not even vomit bones. He Yiyi cursed from the bottom of her heart, but said patiently: "First of all, you have to know that there is a saying that people know their faces but not their hearts! There is another saying that people know their hearts and don't know what they do! Secondly, why should you arrive early if you are a girl? You can't wait to reduce your value by yourself, do you understand?"

"Oh, I'm all here. Do you have to stand outside for half an hour?" Gao Chunzi said with a pout.

"You can go in. Go and chat with Yu Man first. No matter whether the person is here or not, don't rush to chat with him." After He Yiyi said that, she hung up the phone and immediately called Yu Man, reminding her to watch out for Gao Chunzi while looking around to find the place to get her luggage.

"Don't worry, with me here, I will look forward to her." Yu Man's gentle voice sounded in his ears, making He Yiyi feel dazed again.

In the previous life, Yu Man repeatedly advised herself to return to her grandfather, saying that the person who really loves her in this world was her grandfather. Unfortunately, she was blinded by lard. Not only did she not listen to the advice, she also had a big fight with her. The unbearable past once again surged into her heart, and she couldn't help but cover her chest and bent down.

"Are you okay?" Song Yuan asked with concern.

"It's okay." He Yiyi asked Song Yuan as she walked quickly to the place where she picked up her luggage: "My cousin lives alone now, so you can go to his house for a while first."

"This is not good..." Song Yuan felt a little embarrassed.

"Just follow my arrangements." He Yiyi said, taking out her wallet and taking out all the cash in it and handing it to Song Yuan: "You can take this first, buy this, change your phone, change your number, and re-register a WeChat account. Don't refuse, now you can't contact anyone except me. This is the basis for our cooperation."

"This... I'll write you an IOU." Song Yuan was indeed short of money, so he was no longer pretentious.

"Whatever you want." He Yiyi didn't care about these things.

The gift boxes were turned out one by one from the rotating belt. He Yiyi saw her large silver suitcase turn around from a distance and took two steps forward to use all her strength to carry it. However, Ming Jingxin reached out and pulled the suitcase away.

He Yiyi was about to stop him, but at a glance, she saw another silver suitcase turning from the exit - it turned out to be the same style! She was about to reach out to pull the suitcase, but Song Yuan snatched it first. If He Yiyi carried the suitcase herself, she would find that the suitcase was far from the weight she expected. However, at this time she had too many things in her mind and didn't care about these things at all.

Soon, Gao Chunzi called again.

He Yiyi answered the phone and heard Gao Chunzi's excited voice: "Yiyi! I just glanced at that person. It's really handsome! Oh my, I won't wait for you anymore. I'll go and meet him now!"

"Wait!" He Yiyi of course knew that Zhao Yi had a face that deceived the girl, otherwise how could Gao Chunzi, who was Yan Gou, be deceived so miserably by him in his previous life? "Don't hang up the phone, turn on Bluetooth!"

After getting on the taxi, He Yiyi continued to call Gao Chunzi. She didn't notice that a black Mercedes-Benz business followed her slowly.

Ming Jingxin sat in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz business car, looking at the taxi in front of her head against the window glass, and said lazily as the car drove out of the airport exit: "Go to the college to visit the old man first."

After the agent Du Yue repeated Ming Jingxin's words to the driver, he stared at Ming Jingxin and asked: "Isn't this time dealing with a merger and acquisition case for the chairman? Why did he get involved with Zhou Han again? Do you know that the video you two sang together has caused a bloody storm in the domestic entertainment industry?"

"Oh? Let's talk about it." Ming Jingxin looked very interested.

"This matter is very obvious. Zhou Han has lost countless fans, and the number of fans is still declining sharply. Internal news says that several endorsements have stopped cooperating. However, Qianhua is not idle either. He spent a lot of money to lead the rhythm and pour dirty water on your head, saying that you are bullying the newcomers."

Ming Jingxin smiled coldly: "Bully? He is not worthy."

Du Yue looked at Ming Jingxin's haggard look, and she endured her words and said, "You look very haggard. If you feel uncomfortable, go back to your residence first to ease it."

"I slept on the plane and caught a cold. It wasn't a big deal." Ming Jingxin glanced at the necklace pendant in her palm, and the scars on He Yiyi's body appeared in front of her again in the dream.

"Yo, it's so pretty-but it's like an old thing, where did you find it?"

"Picked it up on the plane." Ming Jingxin said, putting the pendant into the inner bag of her clothes.

"You really know how to pick it up!" Du Yue always felt that Ming Jingxin's face was wrong, and asked again: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay. If you care about me, please check me for personal information."

"Who?" Du Yue asked curiously.

"Zhou Han."

Du Yue was a little surprised: "Check him? What's the matter?"

"all."

"Okay." Du Yue saw Ming Jingxin closing her eyes tiredly, and reminded her a little unbearable: "I also asked Mr. Chen of Chenhuang Film and Television to talk about things tonight, so you have to hold on."

"You are becoming more and more like a housewife." Ming Jingxin reached out and pulled the thin quilt, and leaned against her in a more comfortable position.

*

After all, Wang Qi is a battlefield-hardened person. She used a very short time to sort out the troubles in front of her and pulled Li Lei into her own camp. She asked someone to book a plane ticket to return home together.
Chapter completed!