Saving The Villain Boy

Liang Xiao was busy with official duties. After sending her home, she drove to the company.

Yan Qiwei recalled the meaning of his words along the way, and subconsciously felt that Liang Xiao might be aware of the truth. She didn't say it was broken, he didn't point it out, just tentatively tentatively like this.

Now she can't actively reveal even a little information, but why does Liang Xiao never take the initiative to mention it, but hint it sideways? Obviously, just one question can expose all the secrets that cannot be exported.

A thought flashed through my heart like lightning, not because... he couldn't say anything related to Liang Wei.

If this were the case, the situation would be a bit too embarrassing.

The two of them don't know the details of each other, and they both feel that the other is hiding secrets, but they can't talk about the truth. They can only hold everything in their hearts and wait for the other to discover a little bit.

What's more, although Liang Xiao is a little gentle towards her, she is not so intimate, and is in a reasonable range from beginning to end. The fact that time travels through time and space is really unthinkable, and most ordinary people find it difficult to accept. He must be suspicious of his own guesses, and there is no definite evidence.

But after all, he was trying to uncover the truth, even if there was only a vague and unreliable conjecture in front of him, and she who looked completely different from the old man.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiwei couldn't help but curl her lips.

How lucky she is to like such a person.

She was in a very good mood. She lay on the sofa and turned on the mobile phone that she hadn't paid attention to all night.

Both Xia Xi and Han Xingye knew that she had been asked by Liang Xiao to go out last night, and kept asking about the progress. As a result, Yan Qiwei didn't reply a word until late at night, and they scared them crazy to call her.

Yan Qiwei thought about it very carefully. At that time, she was in a slightly drunken state, and her mobile phone was in silent mode, and she had long been forgotten.

Xia Xi: [If the news doesn't answer, and the phone doesn't answer, she won't have an accident, right? ]

Han Xingye: [Isn't it, Liang Xiao is so stale, he can't even send her home safely? Hold on first. The husband of my aunt's girlfriend's daughter is a classmate from Liang Xiao University. I will ask him to ask questions. ]

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For a long time, Han Xingye sent a smiling little yellow man emoticon: [The case is solved, at Liang Xiao's house, he said he was drunk. ]

The group was completely exploded, and all the screens were all "Yan Qiwei excellent".

Yan Qiwei is one of the first two years old, thinking for a moment before slowly sending out: [I'm home, sisters. ]

Then he added solemnly: [Nothing happened last night, except that I fell a little bit at his house, and now my knee still hurts. ]

Xia Xi was shocked: [Stupid! Don’t you know that being drunk is the most reasonable time to take advantage of him? Have you read romance novels for so many years? ]

[The normal plot should be acting like a baby after drinking or confessing or kissing. According to Yan Qiwei's character, I feel that I will just fall asleep. ] Han Xingye revealed a deep sense of helplessness between the lines, [Oh. ]

He was really right.

[But Weiwei is the only one among so many women who has been in Liang Xiao's house! I heard that he was so cold that he almost never took the opposite **** to the house. ] Xia Xi was excited to type, [No, I have to listen to the ins and outs of everything last night, do you two have time, or get together at the Cranberry Cake House? ]

Han Xingye: [Second! ]

Cranberries are the most frequent dessert house for the three of them.

Yan Qiwei drove her Maserati to the underground parking lot in a familiar manner. She was walking on the way to the exit, but she unexpectedly saw a familiar face not far away.

To be precise, two.

—The well-known actor Xie Hanshan was pressed by Xia Meng on the window of the car, and the two were talking very close, because they were too involved and didn't pay attention to the people behind them.

and many more.

Xia Meng pressed the actor Xie Hanshan on the car window?

Yan Qiwei was stunned, and at the same time their ears sounded their clear dialogue.

"I said no, the body is very honest. Don't move, move again... I don't guarantee what will happen."

The line is very routine, but the problem is that the person who said this is the weak and pitiful Xia Meng in the novel, ah!

Xie Hanshan honestly implemented his warm and gentle personality, smiled helplessly and spoiled: "Really? Then I have to move."

After that, she put her arms around her slender waist and rubbed her slender fingers on Xia Meng's back, which caused the latter to chuckle and utter three words at a time.

"Little, demon, fairy."

Yan Qiwei, stayed.

Is this the legendary overbearing female president who pets me alone? What's the matter with your hostess? And why does she think that these two embarrassing sand sculptures are actually quite sweet?

No, right? The heroes and heroines in the novel are both introverted people. They secretly liked each other for more than a hundred chapters without confessing. Now the plot has only progressed to chapter ten. Why did they make the stuff?

The villain rebels on his own, the heroine's character collapses, and now the plot is like riding a rocket, is this novel really okay!

If you continue to move forward, you will be very embarrassed if you run into this little couple who is Qingqing and me face to face, but if you stand still...

Yan Qiwei, who had a mouthful of dog food, decided that she should just slip away.

Feeling a stiff body in the person in his arms, Xie Hanshan eased the strength of his arm, released her and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xia Meng didn't answer immediately, but with a complex expression looking at a figure that was gradually moving away in the shadows, she frowned slightly.

She had met that person.

His gaze was quickly withdrawn without a trace, and Xia Meng pursed his lips and smiled: "I know someone I don't know, so forget it."

Xie Hanshan curled up his mouth: "You don't like her?"

"I can't talk about it." She raised her hand to hook the back of the man's neck and nestled in his arms, "But...it's true that I am very interested. I will be long in the future, and I will have a chance to meet."

"Then you fell asleep?"

Xia Xi ate a mouthful of Matcha Melaleuca, her face full of disbelief.

Yan Qiwei nodded quietly like a child who failed the exam.

"Since you are about to fall sooner or later, you should put this opportunity in the bathroom. After the bathroom fell and was picked up by the actor who broke into the door, isn't this a routine commonly used in romance novels?" Han Xingye began to analyze seriously, " Also, when thunder starts outside, you must pretend to be very scared, and then rush into his arms when the muffled thunder sounds."

Xia Xi cooperated and said softly in an extremely pretentious voice: "Mr. Liang, I'm so scared."

The tail trembled like a card, like a female ghost in the movie, which scared Yan Qiwei into goose bumps.

Before she could criticize this routine of not taking the heart but taking the kidneys, a telephone rang.

Yan Qiwei glanced at the caller and found that she lost half of her three souls and seven souls, and it was Su Qing, the responsible editor of her life-threatening reminders.

She didn't remember until then that her manuscript had been delayed for nearly a week.

Yan Qiwei gave the two little friends a silent wink, and answered the call with a weak voice pretending to be weak: "Sister Su, I was guilty of acute gastroenteritis yesterday, and I am still getting a drip in the hospital now. Urgent matter, maybe..."

Before the words were finished, the two people beside them yelled at the same time as if they were eloquent in their hearts.

"Boss, turn on the phone!"

"Yan Qiwei, the Mahjong board is missing one out of three, just waiting for you!"

What is scum, this is the textbook level.

Su Qing smiled upon hearing the words: "Auntie, grandma, I am not here to remind you, although you should have submitted it a long time ago. Do you still remember your signing meeting the day after tomorrow? Remember to be prepared."

In the past few days, Yan Qiwei has to spend many days in another time and space every night, her memory is chaotic, and many things seem to fade out of her mind, so long that she can hardly remember it clearly.

The signing event is one of them.

She serialized a national-level fantasy novel under a pen name in the magazine. The author's identity information has never been announced before. This signing event is the first formal meeting between her and readers.

"At that time, remember to dress up beautifully. The character set of a beauty writer is very extra points and can attract more readers."

Yan Qiwei is not convinced: "The quality of my work is excellent, and I don't need to rely on personality and looks to earn popularity."

"Don't say that, looks are also a kind of talent." Su Qing talked freely, "Think about it, smart people are praised from childhood to greatness, but beautiful people have to be said to be vases. How unfair. Ming Ming, quotient and appearance are both innate things, so where is there any high or low?"

She said that she was sincere, reasonable and well-founded, and Yan Qiwei couldn't refute it for a while, and then listened to Su Qing smiling and continuing to say: "Little beauty, I will pick you up at that time, don't forget."

Yan Qiwei pretended to be obedient and hung up the phone when she didn't talk about the manuscript.

Xia Xi and Han Xingye laughed. The former shook his head helplessly: "Weiwei, if you had the same acting skills and courage as you do now with Liang Xiao, you would have taken him down long ago."

The other quickly answered, learning from her weak tone when she pretended to be sick: "Mr. Liang, I'm so uncomfortable, only if you hug me."

It's really a friend of Hupengou.

Today's things seem to be very much, Yan Qiwei just hung up the call, and another new message appeared.

The sender is surprisingly Liang Xiao.

[Hello Miss Yan, there will be a banquet on my mother’s birthday tomorrow night. Do you have time to come? ]

"Liang, Liang Xiao!" Her tongue knotted briefly, "He invited me to his mother's birthday party tomorrow!"

The two of them looked more excited than her, their eyes staring like four shining copper bells.

Xia Xi screamed silently, and slowly approached her and asked, "How are you going to return?"

Han Xingye replied for her: "Just...'what kind of birthday gift does my mother like?" How about?"

Don't!

Yan Qiwei refused the offer without hesitation, her fingers pulsating flexibly on the screen.

[No problem, what is the specific time and place? ]

The other party displayed the words "typing", and Xia Xi and Han Xingye, who were watching behind them, said that their reply was totally uncharacteristic, and it was terrible.

Liang Xiao sent the time and place and added: [I will pick you up at five o'clock. ]

Xia Xi:! !

"He said to pick you up! With so many guests, Liang Xiao is not his driver, so it is impossible to pick up one by one. This shows that you are the special one, Weiwei!"

Yan Qiwei was overwhelmed by her words and dropped her head to continue typing.

She originally wanted to send "Congratulations to Auntie in advance", but because Han Xingye kept repeating "What kind of birthday gift does my mother like" behind her, she was confused and subconsciously typed out what he said. .

So I waited for Yan Qiwei to press the send button before reacting. She typed: [Congratulations on my mother’s birthday present in advance. ]

Yan Qiwei:...

Xia Xi almost squirted out a sip of milk tea, crying bitterly, "Quick, quick, withdraw!"

Yan Qiwei's face flushed and her hands were in a mess, she quickly pressed the button.

Han Xingye behind him faintly said, "That... you ordered it, it seems to be deleted. We can't withdraw it, he can still see it over there."

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