An peaceful trip has no destination, and you often go wherever you see it online.

I often come here today, and I go to another place the next day. Sometimes when I get excited, I book a plane ticket directly to go abroad.

An Ning is like a erratic cloud. No one can accurately tell where she will appear in the next second, but it is like a surprise that has always existed but does not know when it will appear, making people feel happy.

Although An Ning has cancelled all social accounts, other people's social accounts still exist, and most of the places An Ning goes to are famous attractions with a lot of traffic. And because of her outstanding appearance, even if she uses clothes to cover up her, it is still difficult to hide her outstanding appearance, and it is natural to be recognized by others.

Soon, many secret photos and videos from the perspective of peaceful passers-by were circulated online.

The peace in the past was like a delicate doll made of money. It was beautiful, but it was too high and made people feel out of reach.

After leaving the entertainment industry, the peace of capital and money, wearing ordinary people's clothes and backpacks, they only have three digits, wandering aimlessly on the roadside like ordinary people, occasionally taking out their mobile phones to take selfies, except for their beauty, they are no different from ordinary people.

The goddess who was originally arrogant and walked down to the mortal world and became down-to-earth, making ordinary people who were subconsciously alienated because she was too arrogant and could not help but feel crazy.

An Ning logged out of Weibo and stayed away from the entertainment industry, but the entertainment industry seemed to have become An Ning's fans overnight and began to miss An Ning's good luck.

For example, An Ning was criticized for being a TV series that could be watched with that face, but also began to be regarded as a classic. An Ning's beautiful pictures that were previously popular were circulated online again, and with the butterfly effect, Song Qingyang, who wanted to make a name for himself, had all the money for buying hot searches.

Even if she spent money to top the hot searches, even if someone opened the hot searches because of curiosity, she lost interest in seeing Song Qingyang's pure little white flower appearance as light as water.

Yes, I have seen An Ning's face as aggressive as the scorching sun, and I have also seen An Ning as the quiet and elegant appearance of everyone in the world when they are left and right in the world. Who can see the quiet and beautiful Song Qingyang again in his eyes?

Song Qingyang cursed An Ning many words in his heart, but he could only continue to maintain his indifferent appearance of fame and fortune.

What made Song Qingyang most uneasy was not that An Ning became popular again after leaving the circle, but Meng Yilang.

Meng Yilang, who had already agreed to take wedding photos with him and took him home to discuss marriage with him at the end of the year, not only did he not mention these things again during this period, but he even did not mention wedding photos he had already arranged.

Meng Yilang hasn't come to find him for a long time, and even the messages he sent to him were replying to him in a mess. Even the messages he sent to him a few days ago were like a sea of ​​mud, without any turmoil.

I thought I would be the most special existence in Meng Yilang's heart, but now, Song Qingyang is a little unconfident.

night.

Charm.

Xiao Zhen held the wine glass in his hand and looked at him sitting in the corner, his eyes as cold as frost. He held a cigarette in his hand. White smoke rose up and spread as the air flowed, bringing a pungent and bitter smell of smoke.

Meng Yilang's eyes were long and quiet, and his face was cold and alienated from thousands of miles away. He sat in his place like a sculpture, obviously in a daze.

When Xiao Zhen saw Meng Yilang's appearance for the first time, he couldn't help but quip: "What are you thinking about? Mr. Meng."

Xiao Zhen read the two words "Mr. Meng" with fun, as if he was just watching the fun without much trouble, and he poured a bucket of oil on it.

Meng Yilang came back from his thoughts, took a deep breath to his mouth, spit out a thick white mist that could not be melted, and said, "I didn't think of anything."

"I thought you were thinking of your little beauty." Xiao Zhen knew that Meng Yilang was going to take wedding photos with Song Qingyang, and couldn't help but sigh: "Last year, I bet Lin Zi and the others that you would never get married in this life. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, you will find true love. I really envy you!"

Unlike him, he finally met a girl who wanted to develop for a long time, but he did not give him the opportunity to continue to develop.

Hearing the word "true love" from Xiao Zhen's mouth, Meng Yilang then remembered that he hadn't been to Song Qingyang for a long time.

Song Qingyang called his assistant some time ago, but he directly asked his assistant to say that he was busy and pushed him.

The woman she is preparing to get married is Song Qingyang, but for some reason, she always thinks of An Ning for no reason recently.

Meng Yilang pressed his forehead and thought to himself that he was really tired during this period and felt a little regretful about giving up An Ning.

Meng Yilang said: "Didn't you say you want to pursue An Ning?"

"Hi, don't mention it."

When it comes to An Ning Xiao Zhen's heart is as sour as drinking lemonade.

Xiao Zhen picked up the wine glass and drank the orange and yellow liquid in the glass, sighing: "I want to chase it, but I still want to give it a chance."

Upon hearing the news that Xiao Zhen was hitting a wall in An Ning, the coldness in Meng Yilang's eyes dissipated without a trace. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all, got up, and the oppression brought by standing tall made Xiao Zhen's wine wake up in an instant.

Xiao Zhen rubbed his eyebrows, looked at Meng Yilang and asked, "What's wrong?"

Meng Yilang's slender legs became more and more slender and straight against the backdrop of the suit pants. As he moved, he highlighted the tight muscles of his thighs. "Suddenly I remember that there was something else in the company, so I won't leave much. You have fun. Today's consumption is recorded in my account."

After saying the last sentence, Meng Yi left without looking back.

Xiao Zhen stared at Meng Yilang's back for a while, sneered, lowered his eyes and continued to greet everyone to drink.

Meng Yilang drank wine, and the driver was naturally the assistant.

Meng Yilang pressed the slightly swollen eyebrows and asked casually: "Have Miss An contacted you recently?"

He remembered that he told An Ning that if you need it, you can contact him.

The assistant who was driving had a stiff expression and quickly recovered as usual. He replied in a low voice: "Ms. An has never contacted me. Do you need me to contact Miss An for you?"

Meng Yilang lowered his eyes and blocked the coldness in his eyes.

He always thinks of An Ning from time to time recently. This feeling of losing control makes him very uncomfortable. Meng Yilang's expression became more and more cold, and he said expressionlessly: "No need."

He is just a woman, and the person he likes is Song Qingyang.

Meng Yilang said, "Send me to Miss Song's place."

The assistant's expression was even more surprised. He almost couldn't control his urge to look back. After a moment, he suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and replied: "Ms. Song is going to film in another place. Do you need me to book a plane ticket for you?"
Chapter completed!