After wearing the book, the male protagonist and I are mortal enemies.

Chapter 164 New Year's Eve Gift
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new Year's Eve.

Qiao Yue promised the Qiao family and his wife to go back to Qiao Jinyuan for dinner.

Ever since she knew that Lin Zexiao liked her, she had no objection to going back to Qiao Jinyuan, but she still refused to let her inherit the family property.

However, the consequence of going home for dinner on New Year's Eve and not attending the party held by the school was that she would not get the 88 yuan red envelope, which made Qiao Yue's heart ache.

The Qiao family had always known that University A had this reward, so they gave her and Qiao Niannian two red envelopes each when eating at the dinner table.

"Yueyue, Niannian, I wish you all a happy new year!"

Qiao Niannian was a little surprised: "Thank you dad, thank you mom."

As "Qiao Yue" who has received so many red envelopes after living in Qiao's house for so many years, said that such things are commonplace, but Qiao Yue, who came through the book, was very excited, and also took the red envelopes, thanking Dad and thanking Mom.

After Jian Jian was full, Qiao Niannian poked her arm with his elbow.

She found that Qiao Niannian was really bad at learning now, and secretly told her that she opened the red envelopes and counted them casually. The Qiao family and his wife sealed 880 yuan for them respectively, which was ten times more than the school's reward!
so much money
It's just that when Qiao Yue heard this voice, her pupils shrank in fright, and she always felt that her body was extraordinarily heavy, and she still leaned in the direction of putting the two heavy red envelopes in her left pocket.

The weight of love.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the New Year's Eve party started on time.

Qiao Jinyuan was brightly lit, and the family of four sat in the living room watching TV.

Qiao Niannian was in a daze for a while, looked at Qiao Yue who was eating an apple beside her, and decided to chat with her about going abroad.

The Qiao family cuddled together, talking about the stars who sang or danced on TV from time to time.

Xu Lanhua didn't make a sound for a long time, now watching the little fresh meat doing the mechanical dance on TV, he couldn't bear to praise him: "What's the name of this handsome guy? He dances well and looks good. Hey, old Qiao, you What do you think?"

Qiao Wenyu didn't like it very much: "It's so-so."

cut.

If he was 20 years younger, he would be a hundred times better than this person... no, a thousand times! ! !
The mechanical dance ended in less than 5 minutes. After the host announced the next singing program, the screen turned back to the performance stage, and a blurry figure gradually became clear with the prelude of the song.

The girl stood in the center of the stage, her usual sassy dress had completely faded away, she was wearing a pink princess dress, her long hair was fluttering, and the makeup on her face was gentle and pleasant.

Wearing a headset in his left ear and holding a microphone in his hand, he looks like an elf with the sound of nature.

People are as beautiful as their voices, and the melodious singing surrounds Qiao Jinyuan's living room, which can't help but attract Qiao Yue's attention.

However, just as she glanced at the pink dress, Xu Lanhua, who was sitting not far away, suddenly patted Qiao Wenyu's thigh, and said in shock, "This girl...isn't Yueyue just working as a temporary assistant for her during the summer vacation? "

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yue immediately stared at the singer on TV.

Wen Ning!

Damn, Wen Ning seemed to have mentioned to her that she was going to attend the New Year's Eve party, but she forgot to wish her a smooth performance!
Qiao Yue put down her crossed legs while sitting on the sofa, gnawed the apple in her hand, threw it into the trash can, and hurried upstairs.

"Yueyue, where are you going?" Qiao Yue ran away before talking about the most important part of the matter, and Qiao Niannian yelled at her back inexplicably.

Qiao Yue didn't turn around, but waved at her: "Take a mobile phone, be back soon!"

The mobile phone was left in the room, and she didn't pay attention to the information on the mobile phone for several hours, leaving the network.

When Qiao Yue returned to the room, she picked up the mobile phone whose screen was flickering frequently, and a bunch of messages gathered on the notification bar.

Among them, WeChat accounts for the majority.

Qiao Yue saw the five WeChat messages sent by Wen Ning 10 minutes ago, all of which asked her to sit and wait in front of the TV to watch her singing program at the New Year's Eve party.

She replied with a like emoji, then backed out, and saw Qi Shengyu's wishes for a happy New Year's Eve a few hours ago, as well as a red envelope.

Qiao Yue never had trouble with money, she clicked it in, and the small gold coins were turned and turned, and when they came out, it was 200 yuan.

Don't mention, it's the end of the year, not only the salary is paid on time, but also a lot of extra red envelopes, her income has increased a lot, does this mean that her coffers will explode next year?
It's really easy to fantasize at night, especially when it comes to money, it's hard for Qiao Yue to stay awake.

She has downloaded a lot of emoji packs recently, and tried not to write as much as she can to enliven the atmosphere with emoji packs. She just sent a "Thank you boss" emoticon pack by the God of Wealth, and the phone rang as the interface changed.

It showed Su Aiyan's incoming call, and she answered it.

Before the word "Hello" came out of his throat, the other party yelled, "Qiao Yue, you finally answered the phone! Do you know that you are going to kill me!"

This loud voice...

It doesn't matter if Su Aiyan is in a hurry or not, she was shocked to death first.

Qiao Yue rubbed her ears, then turned the phone from the numb right ear to the left ear to answer.

"Keep your voice down," she said with a sigh.

But Su Aiyan was too shocked to lower her volume when she found out about something: "Don't talk about me, go to Weibo right now, it's going to blow up!"

what exploded...

The phone was still on, Qiao Yue turned on the computer with a look of "what's the fuss about?" and logged in to Weibo.

I don't know if it's because the network is bad, but the Weibo login page has been stuck for a long time.

I finally logged in successfully, but the homepage alone seemed to have been swiped. Every Weibo post was different, but the videos were all the same.

The above is the live broadcast of the New Year's Eve party of the Lin Group in City A.

"Is it the live video of the Lin Group?"

Su Aiyan on the phone said excitedly: "That's it!"

Qiao Yue pressed the mouse and clicked in. This is a 3-minute video.

Lin Zexiao stood on the stage of the party in a suit and leather shoes, holding a microphone, as if he was about to announce a big event, with a serious expression.

Immediately afterwards, after the applause from the audience stopped, he spoke word by word. The more Qiao Yue listened to him, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"...The night is sultry, she is as pure as the moon in the sky, I like her."

I like her.

like her.

she was.

At this moment, besides being happy, Qiao Yue experienced all the other emotions.

Shocked and confused, then horrified.

She cursed "fuck".

Especially seeing that some people on the Internet have started to look up people related to "Moon".

Because it was Lin Zexiao, the momentum was huge.

The vast number of netizens took the lead in checking the rich ladies in city A, such as those with "month" in their names, or who had uploaded pictures of the moon on some social software.

Qiao Yue looked at these microblogs, and lost her language ability for a while, and couldn't move her finger holding the mouse.

Su Aiyan laughed on the other end: "May I ask how the person is feeling now?"

(End of this chapter)