Chapter Seventy-Five: A Look of Déjà Vu
A touch of crimson appeared in the depths of Jing Rongjing's eyes, and he grabbed the knuckles of the mobile phone and pressed it to white.
Su Li's desperate and sad eyes, he had seen it.
It felt like a long time ago, in a dream.
But now, he couldn't remember anything.
"Jing Shao, are you okay?" Gu Zihua asked worriedly on the side.
"The meeting ended early and continued in the evening."
Jing Rongjing's voice was hoarse.
Walked out of the office under the amazed gaze of everyone.
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"Su Li, you acted very well."
The scene was quiet, and everyone was immersed in the tactful emotions of Suri falling in love.
Feng Yan came back to his senses and praised the cold and alienated girl in front of him with satisfaction.
The assistants on the side nodded and said:
"Yes! It's really very into the play!"
Cheng Qinan bent his lips and smiled, revealing a small pear vortex, and praised:
"Su Li, it's the first time to act, it's really good to do this."
Su Li nodded and responded modestly and politely.
Fu Ning glanced at them, snorted coldly, and walked to the side to rest without saying a word.
Fu Jia squinted her eyes, pointed at the wind, and her face with heavy makeup was full of disbelief.
"You... You!"
Everyone only praised her, completely forgetting the existence of Fu Ning, the queen of shadows.
Feng Yan glared at Fu Jia warringly.
Fu Jia saw that Fu Ning didn't say anything at all, glanced at her aggrievedly, and stopped talking.
Feng Yan took out his mobile phone, saved Su Li's mobile phone number, and explained:
"Su Li, there is no role for you today, if there is, I will contact you then."
Su Li nodded, and after saying goodbye to Feng Yan politely, he turned around and walked backstage.
When Su Li walked past Fu Jia, he glanced at her coldly, chuckled, and said, "I said it, the road is still long, don't say it too early." ”
Fu Jia's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and Su Li looked at his frustrated facial expression, shrugged his shoulders, and walked to the backstage.
Feng Yan looked at Fu Jia with a frown, and said in a deep voice: "Fu Jia, it's your play in the end, adjust your state." ”
Fu Jia glanced at Feng Yan aggrievedly, and impatiently went to make relevant preparations with the assistant.
Su Li finished removing his makeup backstage, took off his wig, and faded his antique clothes. When I opened my eyes again, I was already a cold and indifferent girl.
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Qin House.
Qin Qiliang sat on the sofa in black home clothes, holding a document in his hand, with gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes behind the lenses were deep and cold.
The grinding sound of a wheelchair rolling across the ground was heard.
"Qi Liang, I have something to look for you."
Qin Qiliang took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and his voice was steady, "If there's anything, just say it here." ”
Politeness with detachment.
"Hao'er is still living in the hospital, and his beaters are going to get away with it. Don't you have any action as a second uncle? ”
Qin Qiyang was on fire in his heart, and his tone of voice was unceremoniously.
"Smack!"
Qin Qiliang put the documents on the table, raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a deep voice, "Big brother, I have left the legal procedures that should be taken." This matter is indeed Qin Hao's fault, the other party has evidence and background. We can't win. ”
"What do you mean by not winning? You just don't care! ”
Qin Qiyang patted the armrest of the wheelchair vigorously, emotional.
"The other party's background is Jing's, and we continue to make trouble. It will only make them suspicious of the incident back then. Qin Qiliang's eyes had a hint of warning in his eyes.
"Jing, Jing?"
Hearing this surname, Qin Qiyang calmed down, and the expression on his face gradually became weak.
After all, he was also involved in that incident back then.
"Besides, Qin Hao is not small, he always causes trouble, how can the Qin family rest assured to hand it over to him in the future. Let's take this as a lesson for him. ”
"You, are you serious? Does Hao'er really have a chance to inherit the Qin family? Qin Qiyang's eyes lit up instantly, and his voice trembled a little with excitement.
"I have no children under my knees, who can inherit the Qin family's estate in the future except Qin Hao?"
After all, his ambition is not just a simple Qin clan.
Jing's family, the capital, and even the entire Z country, he will take it step by step.
Qin Qiyang got a satisfactory reply and left happily in his wheelchair.
At this time, the mobile phone on the table rang, and the special call ringtone, without signature, was an insider person.
Qin Qiliang connected the phone, "Mr. Qin, Miss Jing is here." ”
"Let her wait for me in the basement, and I'll come right over."
"Yes."
Qin Qiliang hung up the phone, thought for a few seconds, and walked towards the basement.
He walked into the study, walked to the shelf, found the book he had marked, and turned it ninety degrees to the right, and the shelf split in two, revealing a narrow path.
He glanced cautiously around and stepped inside, the shelves closing.
As soon as I arrived in the basement, a woman in a bright red dress, with a good figure and swaying waves, walked over with a twisted waist.
"Mr. Qin, people have been waiting for you for a long time~"
Jing Wei'an pounced towards Qin Qiliang while being coquettish.
Qin Qiliang stood in place, smiling slightly, the faint light in the basement coated his tough facial features with a soft glow.
Jing Wei'an thought that she had received his acquiescence, and she was overjoyed, and pounced on him regardless of it.
"Ahh
Qin Qiliang stretched out his hand and pinched her chin fiercely, and a trace of gloom appeared in his deep eyes.
Jing Wei'an saw bloodthirsty thoughts in his eyes, screamed in fright, and asked tremblingly, "Qi Liang, what are you doing here?" ”
"Idiot! You were discovered by Jing Rongjing! ”
Qin Qiliang lowered his eyes, and the strength in his hand gradually increased, "You almost ruined my big thing!" ”
Jing Wei'an felt that her jawbone was about to be dislocated, and her hand grabbed Qin Qiliang's arm tightly, trying to break free from his shackles.
"Qin, Qin Shao, I don't know either...... He has so many skills...... Please give me another chance, and I will help you get things done. ”
Jing Wei'an's face was flushed, and during the struggle, a large area of snow white was also revealed on her chest.
Qin Qiliang let go of his hand, but the haze in his eyes did not decrease by half.
Jing Rongjing felt that her cheeks were already swollen, she rubbed her face, looked at Qin Qiliang, and showed a flattering smile on her face.
"Qin Shao, can you give me another chance, I will definitely be careful next time."
Qin Qiliang looked at her, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I don't know how you can have such a shrewd nephew as a stupid person." ”
Jing Wei'an lowered her eyes in embarrassment, but she didn't dare to refute.
"But—" Qin Qiliang changed his words, "you're not completely useless. ”
"Jing Rongjing recently acquired an entertainment company, and there is a TV series in the pipeline, I want you to get his investment in this drama."
"However, Jing Rongjing's study is the only one who can enter." Jing Wei'an knew that Jing Rongjing had set up a sophisticated security system outside the study.
Not a single mosquito wants to fly in.