Hearing this, the host showed a hint of surprise and praised: "I have only heard that Teacher Liu has made great achievements in embroidery and Go, but I didn't expect that he also has such a great insight in dance."

"Thank you." Liu Zhenying just smiled calmly: "I was only slightly involved."

"Then this is Teacher Liu's talent."

The host praised a few more words and then handed over the next comment to the dance master specially invited next to him.

But Liu Zhenying's calm, almost solemn and pale face still attracted the attention of many viewers in front of the screen.

[What’s wrong with Master Zhi Qin? You look restless?]

[She must be feeling uncomfortable. I recorded the whole process. When I turned it back and watched it, I saw that her face turned ugly instantly. 】

[Is that why she just talked to Liao Qingqing? 】

In such a divergent discussion, Liu Zhenying finally came to the intermission. As soon as she walked out of the shooting range of the camera, the heat in her chest started rolling again. The next second...

A mouthful of blood finally spurted out uncontrollably. It was bright red and had a strong fishy smell, scaring the people around them into screaming.

Liao Qingqing was also frightened and quickly supported her: "Are you okay?"

"fine."

Roughly rubbing his red lips with the back of his hand, Liu Zhenying rarely showed a bit of embarrassment. Amidst everyone's incessant inquiries, he didn't know what he noticed. His apricot eyes shrank, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.

Jiansheng said in a quick tone: "I'll leave first, and you can help me handle the rest."

Liao Qingqing knew what she meant. She nodded quickly and lowered her voice: "Be careful."

"I know."

Faced with other people's concerns, Liu Zhenying didn't respond much, and left in a hurry with Zhang NetEase.

She can't live without Zhang NetEase.

After all, she can't drive.

But who would have thought that as soon as they arrived at the parking lot, they would be stopped again.

"Miss Liu."

The voice of the visitor had the most natural sweetness and deepness of a man. He called her name and sounded very familiar: "If I remember correctly, Miss Liu should be recording a program now. Why is she leaving before it ends?"

?Did something happen?"

Following the sound, he looked over and saw a slender figure standing next to the load-bearing pillar. His handsome and gentle eyebrows were indifferent. Even in such dim light, he still had the attitude of a noble man.

Si Ting.

Liu Zhenying just glanced at him, without uttering a word, he passed by and left directly.

But Si Ting followed up, with an indifferent handsome face and a gentle face, and said something pointedly: "Miss Liu, why do you refuse people thousands of miles away? Maybe if you tell me about certain things, I will find a way to solve it."

I don’t know which word in these words moved Liu Zhenying, and her footsteps finally stopped.

From the side of her face, a pair of apricot eyes were extremely cold, and then she opened her lips and uttered a word...

"roll."

For a moment, Si Ting frowned slightly, no one had ever scolded him like this before.

However, when he looked at her tight and almost intimidating little face, not only did he not feel the slightest anger in his heart, but he felt that her features were very vivid.

Then he laughed softly and raised his thin lips: "Miss Liu, I thought you were a smart person and would understand that there are certain positions where better people besides Qu Xiaojue would be willing to take on them, such as..."

He didn't finish the rest of the words, but his attitude was very obvious. The person in these words was referring to himself.

identity?

What status?

Fiancé’s identity?

Liu Zhenying seemed to have gleaned something from Si Ting's words. There were layers of coldness in his eyes. The stage makeup on his palm-sized face had not yet been removed, revealing a murderous intention and restraint.
Chapter completed!