Starlight is not as good as your allure

Chapter 4
"It's just meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land. Has Mr. Zhou turned his attention?"

Zhou Ting pressed the touch screen lightly a few times, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Miss Ye doesn't live next door, so I can't sleep."

Ye Qiao didn't see Zhou Tingshen again for a week.

Urban residences have good privacy and independence. Even if the two doors are three meters apart, as long as the owner does not want to show up, he will never be able to get acquainted.

The white dew has passed, and the sky in Lingcheng has finally cleared up, and it is gloomy and cool.

Autumn is coming.

Ye Qiao didn't have many roles in "Watchmen", and was the last of the leading actors to join the group.This period of time has been vacant, and her manager helped her pick up a variety show.

The very popular star reality show "Idol Challenge" has assembled the most popular first-line actors and singers in the entertainment industry. Even Zheng Xishuo has attracted a lot of fans through this show.Ye Qiao never took part in variety shows, not to mention that such shows would not be able to accommodate second- and third-tier actresses like her.

When Shen Ting introduced, she said: "This issue happens to be a close friend special. The five resident guests each invite a close friend of the opposite sex to do a special program. Zheng Shao invited you."

Ye Qiao: "The program team agrees with him hiring people randomly?"

Shen Ting wondered: "Young Master Zheng's words...the program team probably wouldn't say anything." After finishing speaking, she added, "Sister Wei has already agreed for you."

Looking at the entire circle, there are very few people like Zheng Xishuo, who has a complete background and strength, and is full of confidence wherever he goes.Even a stubborn person like Ye Qiao had to give him this face.

Demon King Zheng had never been so active at work. He flew to the reality show recording venue, Ye Qiao's hometown, Yangcheng, one day in advance.

It is a city full of artistic atmosphere, full of pioneering art districts and museums, and several contemporary art masters, including Xu Zang, who has been flocking to art investors in recent years.

After getting off the plane, Zheng Xishuo took off his sunglasses and took a breath of smog, as if stepping into a rose garden by the Seine.

The assistant nodded and bowed: "Young Master Zheng, do you want a mask?"

Zheng Xishuo kicked him: "What do you know? The atmosphere of art is just so hazy."

It's not the breath of art, but Ye Qiao's breath.

He couldn't wait to see her, so he approached her manager specially, asking her to return to Yangcheng to record a show, as a surprise for her.

However, Ye Qiao showed a lack of interest. When he got off the plane, he had no enthusiasm for his "Hug Me" handsome face, and made three chapters with him: "I never record variety shows. I will not be an example."

Zheng Xishuo still forcibly hugged her: "Isn't it good to relax? Is it better than going back to Lingcheng to see Gu Jin's old face?"

Ye Qiao glanced at him with a calm, disgusted but indulgent expression.

Zheng Xishuo felt that she was just arrogant.

The official recording was made the next day. The guests gathered at the gate of the largest Pioneer Art Park in Yangcheng. Fans on the inner three floors and the outer three floors were surrounded by the camera, screaming the idol's name.

Zheng Xishuo's voice was so loud that Ye Qiao felt an invisible pressure standing beside him.She was born for the camera, but she didn't adapt to so many live audiences, and she seemed a little cautious.Zheng Xishuo held her shoulders and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, the task kits are divided according to popularity, I will definitely win!"

Of course, what she cares about is not winning or losing the game.

Instead, through the glass wall of the gallery in the art park, she clearly saw a familiar figure, faintly shadowed under the misty sunlight.

Zhou Ting put his hands in his trouser pockets, and the ironed and tailored trousers were crisp and slim, making his legs as tall and slender as pine and bamboo.The snow-white shirt wrapped up his sharp muscle lines, and the well-tailored suit was buttoned up, creating a sexy V-shape of men's formal wear on his chest.

Standing in front of the glass wall curtain of the gallery, the exquisite modern artworks behind him are not as good as his paintings.

The most eye-catching location in the art park is the largest municipal art gallery in Yangcheng. It was written by the famous Parsons designer. The interior is made of white classic background color and green simulated plants. The temperature in the museum is controlled just right. Highlight the artistic style.

Even the living room in the office area adopts the same elegant decoration.

After signing the power of attorney, the curator shook hands with Liang Ziluo and his brother one by one.Zhou Ting stretched out his hand and said hello, with no expression on his face, revealing an arrogance that was incompatible with the business world.The curator only saw the only son of the Zhou family today, and chatted with him to show his friendship: "I heard that you once studied painting under Xu Zang's school. Are you his closed disciple?"

When Liang Zirao heard the word "Xu Zang", his expression stiffened imperceptibly, and he looked at Zhou Tingshen.

Zhou Ting was noncommittal, raised his eyes and said, "Does Curator Yang know the teacher?"

"I have been classmates with Xu Zang since we were teenagers, and we have always had a good friendship. I have never heard him say that he has ever accepted such a talented person as an apprentice." People who are immersed in art, Yi Jiang said his compliments nicely.The curator beat around the bush and praised them all, Liang Zirao also smiled apologetically as usual.

However, Zhou Tingshen felt that he spoke with a gentle tone, like a person.

He smiled lightly: "It's been too long, the teacher may have forgotten me."

Liang Zirao helped him smooth things over and explained to the curator: "That happened more than ten years ago. At that time, Ting Shen was still a child, and Mr. Xu was not as famous as he is today. He came to teach at home. It is also fate. It's a pity that my younger brother didn't think about it, and he didn't achieve anything in his studies. Later, when he was old, he joined the army and only retired in recent years. His skills were all abandoned, and he no longer communicated with Mr. Xu."

Curator Yang said in surprise: "That's a pity. There are many high-school students in Yangcheng who wanted to ask Xu Zang to guide them, but he declined them all."

Liang Zirao said yes, changed the topic naturally, chatted with Director Yang for a while, and then took Zhou Tingshen out.

He still looked absent-minded, playing with a bronzing lighter in his hand.

Liang Zirao's face darkened as soon as he left the art gallery.

Zhou Tingshen intentionally broke her mind: "Are you unhappy about Xu Zang?"

Liang Zirao glared at him.He pretended to be relaxed, saying that Xu Zang would forget him.How is it possible, that person will never forget everything that Zhou family bestowed in his life.

She retorted: "Did I mention Xu Zang on purpose? How many words did you say in total during this trip? When people mentioned Xu Zang, you talked too much. Zhou Tingshen, are you angry with me on purpose?" Looking back, he lived next door to Xu Zang and his daughter, who also had a close relationship with him, and felt that he was hopeless, "Forget it. Dad can't control you, and I can't control you. Go back by yourself."

As he said that, he got into the car that came to pick him up and left him alone.

Zhou Ting's face was calm, he stepped back, and waved two fingers lightly on his forehead, a farewell ceremony for the army.

There was still some time before the meal, and Zhou Tingshen was wandering on the art street.Walking along the street, there are many independent galleries, most of which are private shops opened by well-known photographers and painters. They are both exhibitions and sales. There are all kinds of galleries, and you can spend a day shopping.Along the road, because a certain reality show was being filmed, there were occasional program crew members with cameras passing by.

Zhou Ting walked into a gallery and walked in.

He has a natural sensitivity to paintings.It is also because of this that Zhou's father believed that he had the talent to learn painting since he was a child, so he asked many famous artists to learn painting.But talent does not mean interest, he has not been very enthusiastic, and even became more interested in the commercial value of paintings as an adult, and he is proficient in how to invest in and hype artworks.Therefore, the Zhou family privately said that Liang Zirao's operation of the auction house should be attributed to his vision and methods.

It's a pity that he is also not keen on money, and he seldom does practical things in Ferra's name.

There seems to be something missing in the world that he is passionate about.

The store is arranged in a circular shape, with only one path ahead of the narrow road, and white picture frames hanging on both sides.Zhou Ting turned around for a while, stopped in front of a painting, and signaled to the shopping guide following him: "Wrap this one up."

The shopping guide was surprised that he didn't ask the price, nodded and wrote it down, and asked, "Do you need anything else?"

"Look again."

He disappeared around the corner, and a group of people entered the door.

Zheng Xishuo brought Ye Qiao in, followed by the camera and several program staff.The program team had already greeted the merchants in this area, and the shopkeepers greeted people in person when they came in.

The game link of this issue is limited purchase.Each group has a fixed fund and needs to purchase items containing a certain keyword.The key word Zheng Xishuo’s group needs to purchase is “forest”, leaving only the last item—painting.

As soon as Ye Qiao entered the door, he took a fancy to the one that the shopping guide had just picked up: "Can I have a look?"

The shopping guide stopped and put the painting in his hand to show.The store manager took the opportunity to wave his hand back to the camera: "This piece was commissioned by the same young artist to sell to us. His style is more romantic, and the colors are fresh. Like this "Five Birds" is a tribute to Mr. Lin Fengmian, very poetry."

Ye Qiao glanced around, most of them had similar styles, but almost all of them were still lifes, only this painting in her hand was about birds in the forest.

Zheng Xishuo also discovered the crux of the problem, he smiled in front of the camera and asked, "How much is this painting?"

The shopping guide's expression froze for a moment: "There are five thousand here. But..." She glanced back, "A gentleman just asked for this painting."

Zheng Xishuo turned around and looked at Ye Qiao: "Why don't we go to the one just now?"

Ye Qiao frowned slightly. Because of her family background, she had a subconscious attachment to artworks: "I think the artistic conception of this painting is more suitable."

Zheng Xishuo thought about it for a few seconds, and pleaded with the store manager with his handsome face, which is popular among countless girls, and pointed to the camera: "Look, we are recording a program today. If that customer doesn't want this one, he can do it with me." We negotiated with the program team." Seeing that the store manager was shaken, he acted emotionally and rationally, "Have you watched "Idol Challenge"?"

"Seen……"

Zheng Xishuo put the picture frame he liked in front of the camera and said, "Yes, if you sell it to us today, this episode will be a free advertisement for the gallery when it is broadcast!" He has a natural sense of variety in front of the camera. The gallery’s logo made a gesture of spokesperson, causing the store manager to cover his mouth and smile. He was too embarrassed to refuse him, and said embarrassingly: “This needs to be communicated with customers, we can’t do this.”

Ye Qiao took the painting and handed it back to the shopping guide, saying, "Since someone bought it, forget it, let's take a look inside."

Zheng Xishuo glanced at the time hourglass held up by the staff behind the camera, obviously a little unhappy: "It's too late to pick the right time, or go back to the one just now?"

Both of them were a little hesitant.The shopping guide took advantage of the time to find someone, and introduced him, "This is the gentleman who just bought the painting!"

The camera lens moved over, and Ye Qiao turned around, but was stunned for a moment.

The figure she saw when she started recording just now was not her hallucination.is he really here?
Zhou Tingshen raised two fingers to block the camera, only a pair of hands with slender knuckles remained on the screen: "Are you recording a program?"

Ye Qiao recovered from the astonishment and surprise of seeing him for the first time, and motioned for the camera to move the camera back, but didn't know whether to greet him or not.She raised her eyebrows with great interest: "Is this painting what you want?"

Zhou Tingshen only heard that a customer was interested in it, but he didn't expect it to be her, and his eyes were quite pleasantly surprised: "Why, you fell in love with it?"

Ye Qiao smiled lightly at him, even she herself didn't know how seductive it was, and discussed in an unfamiliar tone: "Yes. Our program needs it here, can this gentleman give it to us? "

Zhou Tingshen seemed to be hesitant on purpose.In front of Ye Qiao, his face was full of feigned strangeness, but there was a tacit hint in his eyes.There was light in her eyes, entangled in his heart strand by strand, it was a soft threat that only belonged to women.Zhou Ting smiled deeply, leaned over and whispered something in her ear, then strode forward and told the shopping guide: "This painting will be given to Ms. Ye. The bill will be settled with the other paintings."

After speaking, he turned to look at her.

Ye Qiao didn't expect that he would give it to her directly, and wanted to go up and stop it.However, in the game session, the least money was spent, the higher the quality, the better, but she couldn't do it in front of the camera, so she could only let Zheng Xishuo whistle exaggeratedly, expressing that she had met a movie fan, and everyone was happy in the ending.

Remembering that the hourglass of the game time was about to run out, Ye Qiao took the spoils and passively followed Zheng Xishuo to speed up towards the finish line.Before going out, she turned her head and took a deep look at Zhou Ting.

In the interplay of light and shadow, he was dressed in a neat and formal attire, leisurely and luxurious, which made her dazed and a little strange.But this person is still the Zhou Tingshen she knew, who would bend over to her ear and announce the name of a hotel in front of the program crew and the camera.

Ye Qiao unconsciously touched his left ear.This rascal really has a deep, sexy voice.

The end of the pedestrian street.

Zhou Ting stopped the taxi, put the exquisitely packaged picture frame beside the seat, and sent a message to Ye Qiao: "1107."

A string of numbers that came from nowhere, others may not understand it when they see it, but Ye Qiao clearly understands its meaning.

Ye Qiao was still recording the program, the phone was not in hand, and the reply was slow, until he got off the car to get on the phone——

"It's just meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land. Has Mr. Zhou turned his attention?"

This is a woman who can seamlessly combine fierceness and elegance in a single sentence.

He could almost imagine her provocative and coquettish expression when joking, maybe she didn't know it, it was a kind of temptation.

He tapped the touch screen a few times, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Miss Ye doesn't live next door, so I can't sleep."

Ye Qiao's call came right away.

Zhou Tingshen picked it up, and heard her smile slightly, and there were messy human voices in the background: "It's all right, Zhou Tingshen, do you want to eat grass by the side of the nest?"

"Didn't you say that I love to eat grass?" The tone was rascal and innocent.

Ye Qiao paused for a moment, then laughed wantonly.She laughed at him for being a vegetarian, but he even made a note of it.

She had been suppressed for a long time, she laughed until she shed tears, she flexed her index finger and wiped it, her voice was still broken: "To be honest, I have no plans tonight, I'm a bit bored."

Zhou Ting understood what she meant, and continued, "Where do you want to go?"

"Hmm..." Ye Qiao is from Yangcheng.This art-filled city seems to be lackluster at night.It is nothing less than what all cities have, a place for urban men and women to relieve their loneliness.She thought for a moment, then said, "Have you seen Sleeping Wind?"

"No." Zhou Ting fiddled with the lighter and said with a smile, "Do you want to invite me to watch the movie you star in?"

"You invited me." She smiled lowly, her tone was confident, and she gradually became serious, "I want to watch it in the theater next time."

"Oh, that's doing academic research with you."

Ye Qiao finished removing the last layer of makeup from the show, and put down the cotton pad: "Aren't you happy?"

He imitated her tone and said, "It's an honor."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Ting just came over and said, "Sister Ye Qiao, won't you go to the program team for supper tonight? Young Master Zheng treats guests, everyone is ready to go."

"I won't go. Have fun." Ye Qiao smiled at her, leaned close to the mirror to look at the two dark circles under her eyes caused by the night flight and lack of sleep, frowned, and called Shen Ting to stop .

Shen Ting turned around in surprise: "Huh?"

Ye Qiao turned his face slightly from side to side: "Doesn't it look a bit haggard without makeup?"

"No! Sister Ye Qiao's skin is naturally fine, thin and fair, and she looks good without makeup."

Shen Ting got to know her well, and gradually dared to tease her, laughing and going to eat supper with other staff members.

Ye Qiao received the venue number from Zhou Tingshen, after thinking about it, he took out a pair of sunglasses from his bag and put them on before going out.

Just when he walked to the hall, he saw Shen Ting returning with a woman.

As soon as Shen Ting saw her, her expression lost the previous relief: "Sister Ye Qiao, this lady came to the program team to look for you and said she was your stepmother."

Through Ye Qiao's sunglasses, a natural LOMO filter was added to Cheng Su's figure, the colors and appearance were unreal, only her graceful standing posture remained unchanged.She suddenly lost her appetite, took off her sunglasses, looked at Cheng Su, but said to Shen Ting: "Got it, you go."

Shen Ting felt that the atmosphere between the mother and daughter was not right, she hesitated and said "Hey", and did not leave until she was urged by others.

Ye Qiao spoke first: "Go and have a cup of coffee."

There is "costa coffee" outside the building.Cheng Su and Ye Qiao attracted a lot of attention as soon as they entered the door.

Cheng Su wore a slim dress and a silk scarf that was tied meticulously. Her well-maintained skin looked no older than 30 years old. She wore delicate makeup and her mannerisms revealed her good family background.She and Ye Qiao walked together, not like a mother and daughter, but like a pair of sisters, with the same outstanding appearance and temperament, and they were particularly eye-catching when they went to the chain coffee shops that could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Ye Qiao ordered a cup of mocha and sat down, put the sunglasses by his hand, and looked up to meet Cheng Su's slightly frowning expression.

Cheng Su still had that gentle and didactic tone, and his eyes fell on her dark circles: "It's not good to drink too much coffee, it's not good for your health. You're working outside alone, so take care of your health and don't let your father worry."

No one answered, but she was still able to continue speaking calmly, frowning slightly to see the two shocking rows of tooth marks on the back of her hand holding the cup: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Ye Qiao laughed "Heh", took a sip of coffee, and tapped the cup with his finger: "You made a special trip here just to talk about this?"

"Jojo..."

Ye Qiao interrupted her with a cold face: "Don't call me Qiao Qiao. My own mother never called me that."

Cheng Su opened his mouth and wanted to call her, but found that the relationship between the two was so unfamiliar that there was no other name for her. He sighed and said as usual: "Qiao Qiao, your father has been in poor health recently. Since you are here, Yang Cheng, even if you can't accept me, you should go back and see your father. He is the one who gave birth to you and raised you."

After nightfall in the city, all kinds of light spots pass through the glass wall of the coffee shop and fall on Ye Qiao's clean face. There is a trace of loneliness for no reason, and her voice is cool: "I have a bad relationship with my dad. It's between the two of us. It has nothing to do with you." She glanced at the time, "Is there anything else?"

Cheng Su pursed his lips and didn't speak for a while.

Ye Qiao smiled coldly: "Is there anything else you want to tell me?" She lowered her eyes and glanced at Cheng Su's lower abdomen, which was still very flat and did not show when she was sitting.The urge to crave broken jade came back to her heart, and Ye Qiao couldn't help herself to say, "Are you pregnant?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Cheng Su's face, which soon turned into a slightly ashamed smile: "You know everything? Your father and I hope to give you a little sister."

Ye Qiao was tired of her slow and composed appearance, as if the whole world was going to follow her plan step by step.The irritability in her heart was against reason, she repeated with a sneer, "Little sister." Her tone was so light and emotionless, but her heart seemed to be twisted, "You know what kind of father is her father?" people?"

"Who do you think you're marrying? A famous painter, a contemporary master, a middle-aged man who is talented and earns a lot of money?" Ye Qiao paused, as if he wanted to deny this fact from the bottom of his heart, "You know what? He's a sinner "Cheng Su, you married a sinner. Your child will be the daughter of a sinner just like me."

Ye Qiao put on the sunglasses and broke up unhappy.

Just after getting in a taxi, she poured a few pills into her hands and swallowed them with water.After she calmed down, she took a long breath, and Zhou Tingshen's WeChat message came: "Are you there?"

She glanced at the time, the movie was about to start.She thought about it, and replied: "Some things are delayed, and I will be late for a while. You go in first?"

"Wait for you."

When she arrived at the theater, the movie had already started for 10 minutes.

Zhou Ting rubbed the two tickets with his thumb: "Still watching?"

Ye Qiao took one and said, "Look."

Zhou Ting took off her sunglasses with one finger. Her expression was not as happy as that on the phone just now, and her eyes were clouded. She expected that she was delayed by something just now, so she lost her mood.

Ye Qiao grabbed the sunglasses with one hand and put them on: "I'll take them off later. Do you want to be published in Gossip Weekly tomorrow?"

The two sat in the very center, attracting a lot of attention.Ye Qiao didn't take off her sunglasses until she sat down, and looked at him with a smile that didn't reach her heart.

Director Lai's narrative rhythm is very slow, and every frame of the screen is like a carefully composed photo. Whether it is a romantic movie or not, it is suitable for couples to watch together.There were quite a few men and women leaning on each other in the movie theater, but Ye Qiao was the only one who stared at the screen quietly, his eyes empty.He was sure that she must not be doing her "academic research".However, Ye Qiao didn't seem to be able to sense his gaze, and was still thinking about the conversation with Cheng Su just now.

You married a sinner.Your children will be born like mine, daughters of sinners.

She actually said such a thing to Cheng Su.

If it weren't for her father's words, the owner of her heart could still live well.

She once wanted to keep this secret until she was old. Even if she believed that he had sinned deeply, even if he could not get her understanding and sympathy, she still wanted her father to have a happy family and spend his old age peacefully.

But maybe it was the child who was about to come into the world that stimulated her to say such words.

There was occasional chatter in the theater.The film drifts into the gimmicky nudity shown in the trailer.Facing the dim light, the deaf-mute girl played by Ye Qiao took off her winter clothes one by one. The skeleton interprets the word loneliness to the extreme.Behind them sat a pair of young men with earrings, threw popcorn into their mouths, and laughed maliciously: "This girl has a good figure."

Ye Qiao obviously heard it.

Her complexion did not change, and she didn't even have the desire to look back at the speaker, but quietly glanced sideways at Zhou Tingshen.

There was nothing strange in his eyes, his smiling pupils were like sunlight on a snowy peak, and he turned the sullenness he should have into a tease only known to each other, and instead eliminated her embarrassment, saying: "I am not the only one who likes skeletons."

Ye Qiao recovered her senses and pinched him hard. She couldn't control her strength for a moment, but she pulled back her hand in time, but he suddenly grabbed her back.

She seemed to have just returned from a fantasy dream, with a pair of black and white eyes, so pale and illusory, it made people suspect that these eyes were the most moving movie.

Zhou Ting said meaningfully: "You are a little absent-minded."

Ye Qiao's expression seemed to be soaked in cold water, cold and dazed.

Zhou Ting deeply sensed that something was wrong with her, so he restrained his playful expression. He waved his five fingers in front of her to test the reaction speed of her pupils, and then touched her forehead.It's all normal, but when the back of the hand touches it, I can feel the body trembling slightly: "Have you taken the medicine?"

"Just took it." The taxi that came had just swallowed two anti-rejection drugs, which did not relieve her current symptoms.

Zhou Ting took a deep look at the silent projection hall, "Go out and get some air?"

Walking out of the auditorium, there is a corridor without windows.In order to allow the audience to adapt to the light after staying in the dark for a long time, the lights in this area were dimmed.Ye Qiao walked from the dark corner to the light.Zhou Tingshen went to the bakery at the door and bought her a cup of hot drink, and touched her fingers when stuffing it into her palm: "Hands are cold. Don't you want to go to the hospital?"

Ye Qiao took a breath of fresh air, and felt better: "No need." She smiled apologetically, "I just met my stepmother, and every time I see her, there will be physical problems, probably because of a bad character."

Zhou Tingshen was dressed in black leather, sitting on the sofa in the bakery with the sweet air, and summed up lightly: "After all, she is a stepmother."

There was no way to have a heart-to-heart conversation with him, but Ye Qiao wanted to get involved: "Do you understand the feeling of family disharmony? It's like a disability. Others have healthy hands and feet, but I don't."

Zhou Tingshen actually nodded and said, "Better than you. My dad never remarried."

When Ye Qiaoduo said this, he put his desire for inquiry on the surface, but he didn't expect him to actually answer.She touched the paper cup to his, and there was an apologetic smile on the corner of her mouth, and she said: "We are also people who have fallen into the world."

Zhou Tingshen suddenly reached out and gently plucked her forehead.

Ye Qiao sipped the rim of the cup and said in astonishment, "What's wrong? Is there anything dirty?"

"No." Zhou Tingshen still did not let go of his hand, like a caressing gesture between lovers.

From the corner of his vision, Ye Qiao saw a group of young people passing by noisily outside the glass wall, and felt vaguely familiar.Zhou Ting frowned deeply: "Don't you want to be recognized?"

Ye Qiao turned around subconsciously, and saw Zheng Xishuo and Shen Ting in a group of people through his fingers. They probably had just had a round of wine. Everyone was very happy, laughing and walking down the street.

Zhou Tingshen helped her smooth the hair on her temples twice: "Isn't that your assistant?"

"She didn't look this way." Ye Qiao saw them passing by through a layer of glass, Zhou Tingshen put down his hands and asked her, "Did you do the same when you were in love with that so-and-so, hiding on the road?" ?”

Ye Qiao curled her lips, recalling her "that who", and said indifferently: "How can I. At that time, I was not famous, and everything had to be accommodated to him. Didn't you listen to Xu Yinshan that day? I borrowed him as a 'superior' " She smiled slightly, "Oh, when I met him, he was an assistant director who helped Director Lai run errands."

Zhou Ting said shamelessly, "Then you are good at seducing potential stocks."

Ye Qiao snorted at him contemptuously, half-jokingly: "Who are you talking about, you?" As she spoke, she licked her upper teeth unintentionally with her tongue.

As soon as she said it, she also thought that maybe it would be good to develop a relationship with him that doesn't talk about love but only about love.At least he doesn't talk too much and doesn't like to ask too many questions. He has no burden to get along with each other. Both of them are chic people. There is no need to worry about one party being entangled. He is an excellent lover.

As soon as this thought came up, she laughed hard in her heart.

Is it really the sequelae of being abandoned by Gu Jin?She doesn't seem to be as naive as a girl in her early twenties now, and she thinks about the same age as Cheng Su.The burnout during the rising period of her career and the period of falling out of love made her not in the mood to invest in a vigorous love, and felt that it would be okay to find someone to solve her psychological and physical loneliness.

Ye Qiao raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhou Tingshen's attire: "You don't dress like this during the day."

"I have a sister who runs an auction house, and I was accompanying her to make catalogs." Zhou Tingshen took out a cigarette from the golden cigarette case and fiddled with it between his fingers, "Do you like that?"

She thought for a while: "It still looks more like you. I almost didn't recognize it during the day."

Ye Qiao digested the amount of information in his words, and recalled the auction information of her father's "Secret of the World".Five years ago, seemingly overnight, the painting's value had multiplied several times.Such situations are very common in the art market. In this gold nugget market that is concealed by culture, it usually only depends on a little luck to be hit by ten thousand taels of gold.Like the "Mona Lisa" back then, its unprecedented fame came from a commendable theft.

At that time, she had little contact with her family and never cared about it.As soon as he reminded him, many clues were strung together seamlessly——

No wonder, he would have that painting, but placed it in an unimportant place in the home.

Ye Qiao recalled the name of the auction house, Ferra, and felt vaguely familiar with it, but couldn't tell. Instead, he remembered that one of Cheng Jiang's investors was an art investment company, which was a subsidiary of Ferra.She suddenly said, "You were there because of Cheng Jiang's birthday party that day?"

Zhou Ting nodded deeply, turned his face to the night scene of the commercial street, and smiled lightly.

After slowly finding out his true identity, Ye Qiao remembered what she had said teasing him that night, and the misunderstandings between the two really were series after series.At this moment, like dominoes, they fell in rows.

She smiled knowingly and teased him: "Just because I misunderstood you, and then you took revenge on me and took me to C University to eat?"

"No." This was another very long story. He summed it up in the simplest words, but found only a few sentences, "I have been in the army before. One year, the army received a mission to help several colleges and universities in Lingcheng. Freshmen do military training, which is what you call military training. There is University C in it, where you can listen to students’ introductions.”

Ye Qiao asked with ulterior motives: "Do you train boys or girls?"

"girl."

Sure enough, she said "tsk tsk" nervously: "You should have recruited a lot of Yingying Yanyan."

"What's the use. The little girls are locked up in the military base to be boring." Zhou Ting's brows were helpless, and he probably was molested by the little girl back then. "Besides, there are regulations in the army that cannot disclose personal information. If you fall in love, you will be punished."

"Didn't you leave the army?" Women are born to gossip, and Ye Qiao is no exception, rubbing the cup with her fingertips, "Why didn't we see an instructor like you back then."

"Come on. The girls in the art school are the most difficult to deal with. At that time, if I met someone as disobedient as you, I would definitely scold you to death."

He looked like he was speaking from experience, which made Ye Qiao want to pinch him again.Zhou Ting evaded with a deep smile: "Do you look in good spirits now? Didn't you look sick just now?"

However, Ye Qiao remembered that when she woke up drunk that day, she found that she had dialed a number on her mobile phone, but the other party did not answer.She couldn't press the 11-digit number when she was unconscious, it should be Zhou Tingshen who dialed.She later went online to check the local number in Lingcheng, and there was a reply post under the search box, which was the registration information for a Lu Qing fan meeting a few years ago.The owner of that number was actually Lu Qing's fan.

This kind of research went on endlessly, and Ye Qiao suddenly couldn't stand the ubiquitous chain reaction between people.She took a breath, picked up her bag and stood up: "Let's go for a walk, the smell of milk is too strong here."

The two stood up, Ye Qiao's eyes were at the same level as his neck, she slowly slid down, and just caught a glimpse of the scar on the side of his hand, recalling the ambiguous atmosphere in the movie theater just now, she suddenly stopped and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He subconsciously wanted to touch it, but Ye Qiao's fingers had already touched it up first.Delicate and soft touch, the fingertips are slightly cool, carefully rubbing the red area around the wound.He stiffened his neck and rolled his Adam's apple: "It's nothing." The slight pain of the wound brought up the memories in the theater, and there was more than just ambiguity between them.The force with which she stroked her skin was captivating.

In this position, Zhou Tingshen pressed her head to his shoulder with one hand, and said, "It's you who compensates me."

Ye Qiao struggled a few times in embarrassment, but due to the disparity in physical strength, she had no choice but to give up, and buried herself on his shoulder, angrily and funny: "Zhou Tingshen, you are really—— you are not serious for three seconds, and your mind is full of tofu, isn't it?"

To avoid attracting onlookers, Ye Qiao lay down quietly for a while, her rapid breathing conveyed her anger.Zhou Ting pressed deeply, and said in her ear, "Didn't you feel bad after being abused by your stepmother just now? Let me lend you a hand. There is no charge." The two avoided the eyes and ears of others, and the breathing and body temperature of each other melted into each other. Come together.

This feeling is very strange, his collarbone can feel the temperature of her speaking, like a parasitic floating object, like a resonant physical device.Her every frown and smile are all in the slightly hot temperature.

Ye Qiao hummed and said, "Don't you just want to take revenge on others? Childish or not. Do you want me to prick you a few times too?"

Zhou Tingshen's good interest was aroused by her: "Is it really pierced?"

"Give."

"How many times can you tie?"

Ye Qiao expected that he would not be so childish, and threatened without any scruples: "It's up to you."

He gave an unpredictable smile: "Okay. Don't be afraid of the pain then."

(End of this chapter)