The van that Qian Qiu Cheng drove to transport food at home, Meng Qianjun didn't know that it was the Qian family's car, and the car parked on the side of the road was inconspicuous.

He also hoped that he was suspicious, but in those photos last night, there were five or six men at a table, all hugging left and right, she was mixed in, although she did not take the initiative to climb, but she never dodged and refused in the face of other people's behavior, and the relationship with the photographer surnamed Huo was also very strange, and before going home last night, she went to the photographer's house once.

In fact, he had noticed this photographer for a long time, but he had never suspected it before.

Every time she said that she was looking for him to take a photo, he was convinced and believed in her unconditionally.

It wasn't until Xiaoyi sent him those photos that he began to question his trust in her.

Dance studio on the second floor.

There were no students practicing upstairs today, and when Meng Qianjun went upstairs, she saw Huo Ningfang standing alone by the window and smoking.

Meng Qianjun hurriedly went over and closed the curtains, and said in a hurried tone: "There are reporters and paparazzi everywhere, you should be more restrained!" ”

Huo Ningfang chuckled, turned to look at Meng Qianjun, and said with a smile: "What are you doing so nervously?"

I'm afraid that your dream of a white swan won't be able to go on? ”

Meng Qianjun gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and say something, I don't have much time." ”

Huo Ningfang looked at her with a smile, and his tone was leisurely: "What else can I do with you?"

I just miss you. ”

"Not enough last night?

I told you I had something for today! Instead of pestering me every day, it's better to think about how to get Song Huayi in your hands! ”

Huo Ningfang still replied: "That's what you should think, now I haven't gotten tired of playing, so I'm not in a hurry to ask Song Huayi to add freshness to me." ”

As he spoke, he snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and approached Meng Qianjun with his footsteps: "Take it off." ”

Meng Qianjun took a deep breath, clenched her teeth and held back the hatred, which made her body tremble.

She took a deep breath, put the bag in her hand on the table next to her, and unzipped the side of her skirt as she said, "Hurry up, there are still students downstairs." ”

Huo Ningfang leaned back slightly, leaned on the iron railing behind him that he usually used to practice, and looked at Meng Qianjun with a smile: "I'm not happy...... Don't you know yet? ”

Meng Qianjun didn't speak again, squatted down and pulled his trouser chain...... Qian Qiucheng waited in the car for twenty minutes, which was an extremely long twenty minutes for him.

The dead leaves of the street trees on the side of the road fell with the drizzle, and then the rainwater stuck to the glass in front of the car.

Qian Qiucheng lit a cigarette and stared at the number on his mobile phone, and when the cigarette was more than halfway, he hesitated to dial the phone.

On the second floor of the dance studio, the ringing of the mobile phone came from the bag on the table.

Meng Qianjun knelt on the ground, looked up at the mobile phone ringing in the bag on the table, and bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from making any sound.

Huo Ningfang chuckled: "Was it your husband calling?"

Don't pick it up? ”

Meng Qianjun clenched her teeth and remained silent, the hatred in her eyes was self-evident.

She longed to kill this man who had done evil to her, he was her nightmare, a storage tank for all her ugliness, and as long as he disappeared and shut him up forever, she could find true relief and peace...... Qian Qiucheng looked at the phone that hung up automatically, smiled self-deprecatingly, threw the phone aside, and took a puff of the cigarette in his hand.

After last night's "practice", the action of smoking is already very skillful.

It turns out to learn something so fast.

Almost three->>

Qian Qiucheng sat in the car and saw Huo Ningfang and Meng Qianjun walking out of the dance studio one after the other.

The two men distanced themselves nearly a meter from front to back, without any communication, but got into the same car.

That car was bought for Meng Qianjun after he got married.

Watching Huo Ningfang naturally get into the co-pilot, it was obviously not the first time to sit in Meng Qianjun's car.

The car quickly started and drove towards an unknown destination, Qian Qiucheng extinguished the cigarette in his hand, started the van and followed.

In the car, Meng Qianjun drove uneasily, and the whole person was obviously in a trance.

"You said that if your husband saw you so beautiful in the video, would he divorce you?"

"You married him, in fact, just for the position of Mrs. Qian, right?

With the help of this money Qiu Cheng, let you climb higher? ”

"You performed very well last night, Director Zhang liked you very much, tonight he said that he wanted to ask you out to have fun, and if you had a good time, the heroine of the new drama will set you, saying that it is guaranteed to make you an instant hit in the entertainment industry, and when the time comes, you will really enter this circle."

"Hey, can't you hear me?

What kind of dumb to pretend? ”

Meng Qianjun smiled, for some reason, hearing Huo Ningfang's threatening and provocative words at this moment, she no longer felt fear and disgust, and her heart was very calm and numb.

She had been thinking about something terrible...... Facing Huo Ningfang's unpleasant questioning, Meng Qianjun hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Thank you Mr. Huo for being promoted." ”

Huo Ningfang smiled: "Jun, I said, as long as you are obedient, I will not treat you badly, I know a lot of people in the circle, as long as you behave well, I can give you the green light all the way to the top." ”

The rain outside the window seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, the wipers in front of the window were swinging almost every second, Meng Qianjun gradually stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car quickly shuttled through the traffic.

Huo Ningfang frowned, his eyes widened in horror: "Meng Qianjun, what are you doing?"

Drive slower! ”

Meng Qianjun looked at the front of the car and smiled weirdly.

Huo Ningfang's heart trembled with laughter, knowing that the speed of the car was slowly returning to normal, the panic in his heart dissipated, and he scolded Meng Qianjun unhappily: "Are you crazy?

！ I want to die and I can satisfy you at any time! ”

Meng Qianjun was still smiling, and said in a low voice: "It turns out that Mr. Huo is also afraid of death." ”

Huo Ningfang sneered: "With such a beautiful woman always by my side, I naturally don't want to die so early." ”

Meng Qianjun snorted and was silent, and the gaze in her eyes gradually became cold and cruel.

The car drove downstairs to Huo Ningfang's residence, Huo Ningfang pushed the door and got out of the car, held up an umbrella and stood by the door and said to Meng Qianjun: "Don't forget at night, Director Zhang likes tender, you wear pure." ”

Meng Qianjun just smiled, nodded at Huo Ningfang, and held the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

Huo Ningfang was quite satisfied with her performance, thinking that she was so compliant now, she should be used to accepting it in her heart, and her training was quite successful.

When Huo Ningfang closed the car door and bypassed the body to the building, Meng Qianjun's feet fell on the accelerator and were about to step on it, but a pair of mothers and sons passing by with umbrellas walked on the side of the road, breaking her original plan.

Watching Huo Ningfang bypass the car body and walk into the apartment building.

Meng Qian sat in the car with a sneer, her chest rising and falling violently because of tension.

The image of the car crashing into someone that night came to mind again, she clutched the steering wheel with both hands, buried her head, and closed her eyes, as if she was struggling with something......