First Lady

"Forget it, I still have a house here, and I seldom live here. Go and pack your things. I'll wait for you here and take you there later."

Qin Yu despised himself while talking, he felt that he was simply bewitched, whether Bai Ling had a place to live, whether something would happen to him, it had nothing to do with him, he had never discovered that Qin Yu was such a caring person before ?

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment and then overjoyed, "Really, then... thank you so much, how about I treat you to dinner later?"

After finishing speaking, Bai Ling regretted it again. Qin Yu is a big star, if she goes to dinner with her, what if the reporter catches her?

"That...you see, how about..."[

Qin Yu interrupted Bai Ling: "Go and clean up, I'll wait for you!"

Bai Ling's face that had just receded from the fever suddenly flared up again, nodded repeatedly, and got out of the car in embarrassment.

After getting off the car, Bai Ling walked quickly. The three words "I'll wait for you" sounded too ambiguous. Although she knew that Qin Yu didn't mean that, but... it still made people daydream and embarrassing .

The more Bai Ling wanted to walk, the bigger her steps became, and she quickly ran out of the parking lot.

Sitting in the car, Qin Yu wondered why Bai Ling suddenly ran out of the car as if he had seen a ghost. Could it be that he looked scary?

Qin Tianwang was very confident about his appearance. After touching the car for a while, he finally took out a small mirror. Under the light in the carriage, he looked around the mirror and murmured: "No , still very handsome, and... even more handsome than usual!"

Bai Ling entered the hotel gate, and went upstairs without saying hello to the people at the front desk.

When she reached the eighth floor, Bai Ling quickly walked towards her room. What she didn't expect was that all her things, clothes, and boxes were thrown at the door, scattered all over, as if to embarrass her intentionally, leaving her underwear all over. Throw it out.

Bai Ling was so angry that she was trembling all over, she didn't need to think about this kind of thing, she knew it must be Yue Wanwan's dead three.

Bai Ling took a few deep breaths, now was not the time to make a scene, she gritted her teeth to force back the sourness in her eyes, and lowered her head to pack her things.

The little assistant who lived in the same room as Bai Ling secretly opened the door, and felt guilty looking at Bai Ling who was picking up things outside, but Yue Wanwan said that he would throw Bai Ling's things at her, so she couldn't help it. .

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