Black-bellied cute baby: The CEO Sheng Chong runs away from his wife

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"Hello, Qingwu." He Qingyan turned on the answer button.

"Sister Yanyan, I'm sorry, I have something to do today, I'm afraid I won't be able to have dinner with you." On the other end, Zhao Qingwu said apologetically.

"What happened?"

"No, no, nothing." Zhao Qingwu stammered, his tone sounded a little irritable, "Sister Yanyan, I will treat you to dinner next time."

"Then you are in the dormitory now?" He Qingyan asked worriedly.

"Yes, yes." Downstairs, Wu Song suddenly called Zhao Qingwu again, and she hurriedly covered the microphone: "Sister Yanyan, I'll hang up first."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qingwu on the other end hung up the phone. He Qingyan frowned when he heard the busy tone from the phone. There was something wrong with this girl. Besides, she was a little noisy, and there was a man's voice .

"Hello, how can I get to the female dormitory building of the School of Film and Television?"

Stopping a girl who was walking towards her, He Qingyan asked.She still decided to go and see for herself, only in this way can she rest assured.

"Oh, I just want to go back to the dormitory, let's go together." The girl replied sweetly: "But it seems a bit lively there now."

"Did something happen?"

"It's nothing. I heard from my roommate that it seems to be a confession. It is said that he is a boy from the school next door. It's a big fight, but how can the car outside drive to the downstairs of the dormitory? It's really strange." The girl chattered and explained, She came back from the library just to see the excitement.

He Qingyan answered the girl's words vaguely, and looked forward thoughtfully. She intuitively felt that this matter had something to do with Zhao Qingwu. She had clearly heard the whistle on the phone just now.

Outside the crowd, Zhao Qingwu looked at the noisy men surrounded in the middle, feeling a little annoyed. This group of people had been standing here for a long time, and they obviously didn't intend to pay attention to them, but they went so far as to keep honking in the courtyard, It's too much.

And no one came from the security office for so long, I'm afraid it was because of their power. Although Zhao Qingwu didn't know the others, he could deduce that they should be some powerful young masters in S city, after all, they could play with Wu Song. At the same time, the family is either rich or expensive.

"Wu Song, what are you doing?" After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Qingwu finally stood up from behind the crowd, walked in front of Wu Song, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "Didn't I reject you all the time?" ?”

She wanted Wu Song to leave, but she also wanted to preserve his face, and she didn't want to make everyone look too ugly.

"Qingwu, can you be my girlfriend?" Wu Song grabbed Zhao Qingwu's hand and said sincerely, "I know you are shy, but I really like you."

"What are you doing? I told you that I don't like you anymore."

Zhao Qingwu shook off his hand, and staggered back a few steps because he lost his support.

Seeing the impatience on her face, coupled with the attitude of the surrounding people watching the show, Wu Song's face was a little uneasy, and he threw the flower in his hand to the ground, "Zhao Qingwu, don't you want to be shameless? If you hadn't begged me to let me fix this for you, you thought I would be willing."

"When did I beg you?"

Zhao Qingwu subconsciously took a few steps back and asked suspiciously.

Seeing her innocent face, Wu Song's expression became even uglier, and he grabbed Zhao Qingwu's wrist, "Are you going to set up a memorial archway after becoming an XX? I'm a vegetarian, didn't you send me a text message to ask me to come here? Say, are you kidding me?"

"I didn't." Zhao Qingwu clenched his fists, restrained his fear, and retorted, why didn't she know what text message it was.

"Okay." Wu Song stared wide-eyed, and raised his hands angrily.

Just as the palm was raised, a slender hand clamped down on the wrist. For some reason, the hand looked weak and boneless, but Wu Song couldn't break free with all his strength.

(End of this chapter)