Chapter 1287: Dongfang Zihuo's Lonely Illusion

Dongfang Zi listened to Ye Qinqin's words.

The light of the eyes tightened.

Gently tug at the lip flap.

On the surface, he looked indifferent.

In my heart, there is a faint feeling of loneliness.

Lonely!

Dongfang Zi's eyes widened noisily.

I shuddered.

How could he feel lonely.

Hallucinations, must be hallucinations.

Dongfang Zihuo took a deep breath, the beauties around him were like clouds, beads were fat and thin, and there were all kinds of beauties he wanted.

Therefore, the strange feeling in his heart just now was not loneliness at all, but loneliness without the nourishment and moisture of beautiful women.

Dongfang Zihuo decided to wait for the end of today's shooting.

He must find more beautiful women to accompany him.

"Miss Ye has something to do, next time, I will invite Song Shao and Miss Ye to the Dongfang family as guests." Dongfang Zihuo deliberately said calmly.

"I guess there won't be a next time for the time being." Ye Qinqin whispered.

She is pregnant now, and she will not go to crowded places unless necessary.

Dongfang Zihuo: "......"

He raised his eyes and took a deep look at Ye Qinqin.

guessed the meaning of Ye Qinqin's words.

Ye Qinqin is a person from Song Shao.

Her attitude is closely related to Song Shao's attitude.

Is it not, Song Shao is dissatisfied with the Dongfang family.

Ye Qinqin raised his eyes, just in time to see Dongfang Zihuo's cautious eyes.

She looked at Dongfang Zihuo blankly.

"Young Master Dongfang, what do you think I'm doing!"

Dongfang Zi was stunned.

Suddenly, I felt two cold murderous auras, and with an invincible momentum, I killed them.

"I ......" Dongfang Zihuo's head turned sharply, and he made an excuse at random, "I just suddenly remembered that you and my stepmother's daughter An Yuqing are classmates." ”

Ye Qinqin heard An Yuqing's name.

Suddenly his face was ugly.

"I used to be a classmate, but not now, and never will be." Ye Qinqin said unhappily, "Young Master Dongfang, your stepmother's daughter An Yuqing covets my brother Yi, you don't know, it's really a pot that can't be opened." ”

Dongfang Zihuo's expression stiffened.

He didn't pay attention to An Yuqing at all.

It's just a temporary name to make up the numbers.

Who knows, it turned out to be a name that Ye Qinqin hated.

Dongfang Zihuo wanted to vomit blood in his heart.

He found that in front of Ye Qinqin's direct words, his scheming was useless, and he even fell into a situation where he had nothing to say again.

——

Ye Qinqin's comfortable mood immediately deteriorated when he heard An Yuqing's words.

In particular, the person sitting opposite was still An Yuqing's titular brother Dongfang Zihuo.

When she saw Dongfang Zihuo, she thought of An Yuqing, who coveted Brother Yi.

Suddenly, I didn't want to sit with Dongfang Zihuo anymore.

Ye Qinqin's eyes flashed, raised his eyes, and looked at Dongfang Zihuo, "Young Master Dongfang, have you eaten?" ”

Dongfang Zi was stunned and shook his head, "Not yet." ”

"People are iron, rice is steel, if you don't eat, you will be hungry, young master of the East, the food here tastes very good, you eat more." Ye Qinqin said with a smile.

Dongfang Zi listened to Ye Qinqin's words.

The good-looking brows can't help but tie the knot.

He looked at Ye Qinqin suspiciously, guessing Ye Qinqin's intentions.

"Brother Yi, we are already full, so let's not disturb the young master of the East to eat, let's go back to the studio." Ye Qinqin chuckled, she was embarrassed to let Dongfang Zihuo leave, so she could only leave by herself.

Song Yu's eyes were gentle and petting, looking at Ye Qinqin, who was looking for a reason and didn't want to sit with Dongfang Zihuo, and smiled: "Okay, let's go back to the studio." ”

Ye Qinqin stretched out his hand and took Song Yuyi's hand.

Leave the Western-style restaurant immediately.