Online, because of this sudden change, after a while of silence, everyone instantly laughed crazy.

[Hahahaha shit, this plot is reversed! 】

[I said, how could sister Qiao lose to Jiaying when she is so rich? It seems that sister Qiao has lost a lot of money this time! ! 】

[On spending money, who is my pretty sister afraid of! 】

[Laughing to me hahahahaha, my sister is really awesome! ! 】

...

Outside the hotel, Tang Fanchen waited for Luo Qiao at the door.

The woman came out after the press conference, and when she saw him, she smiled more brilliantly, with cat-eyes crooked, not to mention how good-looking: "Oh, isn't this our particularly awesome and awesome Mr. Tang? The press conference is over?"

Tang Fanchen had heard from his assistant, Luo Qiao got the script of "Reversal", and he gritted his teeth and said, "You already knew that there was no "Reversal" contract in the bag?"

"Mr Tang is so confident, I am embarrassed to say."

Tang Fanchen: "You..."

He looked at Luo Qiao for a few seconds, and took a breath: "How much money did you drop?"

The price he has paid Nanan is very impressive, how much did this woman cost?

Luo Qiao: "It's not much, I rely on my personality."

You have a fart personality!

Tang Fanchen couldn't help but want to scold.

He stared at Luo Qiao with an ugly face: "A script alone can't make any climate, I want to see what you can shoot in the end!"

The success of a movie also requires good actors and directors. Dongshi Pictures is weaker than them in this respect, and it is not necessarily them that loses in the end.

At this time, a car drove slowly and the window lowered, revealing a woman's white and delicate face.

Her eyes seemed to be naturally gentle, with a smile, and she bent down and got out of the car.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be infected by her softer.

Luo Qiao glanced in the direction of the car, her gaze paused slightly.

"Ms. Tang, is the press conference finished?" Jiang Qingyu's voice was also very soft, which made people comfortable to listen to. Tang Fanchen's frowning brows were loosened a lot. He glanced at Jiang Qingyu and gave a hmm.

Ignoring Luo Qiao, he got into the car first.

Jiang Qingyu was also ready to leave, but when her gaze swept across Luo Qiao, as if she had found something, her steps stopped.

She looked at her with beautiful eyes for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, and said warmly and intimately: "Is it Qiaoqiao?"

Luo Qiao looked at her without speaking.

Jiang Qingyu raised his leg and walked towards her.

She wore a light-colored long skirt, outlined a slim and **** figure, and her skin was whiter than snow. When the soft boneless hand clung to the man's shoulder, it was even more like a snake. When she saw her, her eyes could even outline a smile.

Jiang Qingyu stood still in front of her, glanced at her, stretched out his hand towards her, hugged her.

"long time no see."

Luo Qiao suddenly felt a chill behind her back, and she pushed her away without hesitation.

Jiang Qingyu was a little surprised. She rolled up her hair loosely. Because of her movement, the hair fell down and swayed to her ears. The extreme black and white revealed absolute temptation. She stretched out her hand to roll up her hair, her eyes smiling. : "Don't you welcome me? Qiao Qiao?"

"Do not touch me."

Luo Qiao's voice has no emotion and is very cold.

Jiang Qingyu looked at her and chuckled softly: "I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still a child with a temper, so cute."

Her gaze swept over her wrist, Luo Qiao also wore a bracelet on her hand, which happened to be the same style as hers, but Luo Qiao looked pure and lovely when she wore it, and Jiang Qingyu was more feminine.

Jiang Qingyu: "What a coincidence."

Luo Qiao lifted her hand and took off the bracelet, slamming her eyelids into the trash can.

Her eyes were cold: "Don't pretend to be familiar with me, it's disgusting."

Jiang Qingyu raised her eyes slightly, looked at her for a while, she didn't smile anymore, her eyes were like a deep pool, quiet and cold.

After a while, she returned to her original appearance, hooked the corner of her mouth, and asked her: "How is Siran?"

Without waiting for her to speak, she took out something from the bag she carried with her.

There was a cry.

Luo Qiao's heart shook, as if the scene from many years ago returned to her eyes, she raised her eyes and watched Jiang Qingyu gently shake the somewhat rusty key in her hand, slowly clenching her palm.

"In the beginning..." Jiang Qingyu looked at her and said slowly: "You didn't even accept this key, do you want it now?"

Luo Qiao slapped her hand away, and the key fell to the ground with a soft sound.

The back of Jiang Qingyu's hand was slapped red by Luo Qiao, which shows how hard she had just used.

But... also proves how much stimulation Luo Qiao has received.

Jiang Qingyu's beautifully lined lips made a smile and raised his head.

The light traced her eyebrows, her eyes were very moving, she looked at Luo Qiao striding away, she picked up the key gracefully, and then she lowered her eyes and smiled lightly.

Luo Qiao went to Wu Xia Ruize while cursing the bitch.

Rui Ze opened the door for her, looked at her expression, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Luo Qiao didn't answer, and went straight into the villa.

She looked around, "Where is the witch?"

"He can't be idle, he drove out for a drive."

As soon as Rui Ze finished speaking, Wu Xia's shout came from the door: "Fuck, I met a man on the road, he's so handsome!"

Rui Ze Luo Qiao looked at him.

Wu Xia walked into the room, her hair a bit messy, and her blue eyes were clear and beautiful.

Rui Ze glanced at him: "How handsome is he?"

Wu Xia: "More handsome than me, one of the best racing skills." After a pause, he looked at Luo Qiao: "Better than Xiao Qiaoqiao."

Better than her?

Luo Qiao raised her eyebrows.

She was about to speak when the doorbell rang outside the door.

"Who?" Wu Xia was the closest to the door and walked directly to open the door. The next second, his surprised voice came from the door: "It's you!"

After a two-second pause, the man who rang the doorbell spoke. His voice was lazy, **** and attractive. He chuckled and said lazily, "Hello."

This tone...

Luo Qiao turned her head sharply.

Seeing Ming Siran dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, with an elegant and upright figure, he seemed to notice her sight, and those peach blossom eyes looked at her.

Luo Qiao's hair on her back exploded in an instant, and she stood up, "Why are you here?"

Ming Siran stood up straight and slipped one hand into the pocket of his trousers. After looking at her for a few seconds, he said casually, "Sister Qiaoqiao is not going home, so I have to come and find it myself."

After listening to their conversation, Rui Ze and Wu Xia looked at each other.

"Can you let me in?" In the quiet space, Ming Siran looked at Wu Xia, with a faint smile in her **** sultry voice, and said: "Huh? Little brother Wu Xia?"

Put it on someone else, if you call him a little brother, Wu Xia will definitely smash it with a fist, but put it on this man...