The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 22 The fiancee of the imperial capital?
And this call seemed to be from that young master Cheng.

Miss Ling Wei answered the phone and looked around with a smile, then said, "Zhiyuan, wait a moment," and walked outside.

After a distance, I could still hear her gentle and sweet voice saying in that direction,

"Then you must come to pick me up when the time comes, I won't go if you don't come."

Mrs. Shen took a step forward with Shen Hui on her arm, and smiled at Piancao and Meng Qingse,

"Pina, why have you never told your family that you and Ms. Meng are friends? If I had known that you were friends, I would have invited Ms. Meng to my house to play. After all, how old is your sister? You can't play with her. Let’s go together, we are relieved to have such an excellent friend of the same age.”

This is well said, it not only shows Miss Shen Er's naivety and ignorance, but also expresses her sincere care and love as a loving stepmother, and then compares Shen Lingwei, who looks gentle and kind after receiving the call from Young Master Cheng, and colluding with friends Shen Pianli who gave her stepmother a face face to face.

It is very clear who is right and who is wrong, who is good and who is bad.

However, such a wonderful speech failed to impress Shen Pianyi.

She just narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Shen Lingwei who was away from the phone, and asked an inexplicable question after a long time.
"Is that really Cheng Zhiyuan?"

Mrs. Shen was taken aback for a moment, then she pressed the momentary vigilance deeply into her eyes, stared at her with a strange expression,
"What? Is there anything strange about him calling your sister?"

Shen Pianli smiled vaguely,
"No, of course not."

As she said that, she ignored Shen Hui who was still calling her name in a low voice, and pulled Meng Qingse straight out of the banquet hall through the back door.

The guests dispersed in all directions, and began to recall the outcome of this good show in their hearts, calculating the weight of the changes that had begun to take place in the Shen family.

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Meng Qingse was dragged by Shen Pian to sit in the garden.

As the dim Roman palace lanterns came down, Meng Qing casually stopped a passing servant and brought a small plate of mousse.

The wavy silky chocolate on the top made Shen Pianli's eyes brighten instantly.

She looked at Meng Qingse suggestively, her purpose was very obvious.

"No way," Meng Qingse took a bite of the mousse gracefully, facing someone's bleeding expression without changing her face, and said, "Someone told me that you ate five desserts in the kitchen today , not including the afternoon tea, I can’t eat it.”

Shen Pianlu followed Meng Qingse's movements and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that her saliva was being secreted automatically.

She lay down on the stone table in extreme pain.

After hearing Meng Qingse's sudden question,

"Did you just suspect that Shen Lingwei answered a fake call?"

She paused for two seconds, then lazily straightened up and said,
"I don't know either. I'm just a little confused." Her eyes wandered aimlessly among the flowers in the distance, and a distant face appeared in front of her eyes.
"Would that young master of the imperial capital, who is said to be superior and perfect, but who doesn't understand the amorous personality of Bingshan, really have such a gentle and loving conversation with a girl?"

"Actually, I'm also quite curious," Meng Qingse laughed. "After all, he has been working overseas all these years, and he hasn't appeared in the imperial capital for a long time."

"That's right," Shen Pianli tilted her head, "Maybe this is how people talk about love?"

She put this question aside in a blink of an eye, secretly stared at the remaining half of mousse in the plate, and quietly approached it with her hand.

When the crime was about to succeed, Ms. Meng finally poked the back of her hand with her fingertips in a superior manner, and curled her lips coldly at her, making a silent mockery.

And Shen Pianlu, who was playing with her friends, didn't know that at the banquet that was still bright behind them, Ning Qianqian was walking in front of Shen Lingwei holding a wine glass and smiling sweetly at her,
"Hello, Miss Shen. I am Ning Qianqian from Pearl Media."

Shen Lingwei looked back at her for a while, smiled softly, and stretched out her hand——

The two wine glasses collided together, making a crisp sound.

(End of this chapter)