[I feel that according to this enthusiasm, Liu Ting'er will see these photos herself soon, alas, now that everything is useless, I think we should wait for the person to respond. 】

  ……

The group of   Rs studio also exploded.

  [Shen He:[/screenshot] Fuck! !!! Look at it! ! ! Did I say that a few days ago? ? ? Did I say that Zhang Qianbo and Yang Linling really got too close recently. 】

  【Zheng Yi: Yes, yes, that's what you said, alas, my dear, how come your instincts are always so accurate. 】

  【Yu Zhou: Okay, upstairs, now it’s better not to show affection. 】

   [Shen He: How is Liu Ting'er now? I have long felt that Yang Linling is not a good person, and now I am worried about us Ting'er. 】

  【Shu Cheng: Shut up. 】

  Everyone was silent for an instant. This time, it seemed that Shu Cheng was really angry.

  Among all the artists, Shu Cheng’s favorite person is Liu Ting'er, and Zhang Qianbo was previously warned not to bully Liu Ting'er.

   However, when Shu Cheng was about to find Zhang Qianbo, Liu Ting'er had already known this first.

  Her fingers rested on the photos of Zhang Qianbo and Yang Linling.

  It turns out that Zhang Qianbo said that he wanted to go out these days just to be with Yang Linling. If Zhang Qianbo went out with Yang Linling in an open manner, he wouldn't have any obstacles himself, but why would he cover up and refuse to tell the truth?

   But one is his favorite person, the other is his good friend, how could they be together?

  There must be some misunderstanding in this. Liu Ting'er kept sitting comforting herself. She took a few deep breaths and tried to calm herself down, but the tears still fell after a few breaths, and her eyes were red.

  She called Zhang Qianbo.

  The first one shows that no one is connected.

   Just when the second one was connected, it was a female voice.

   "Hey, Ting'er." Yang Linling said softly, and said to Liu Ting'er with a slight smile.

Yang Linling on the other end of the phone was actually a bit nervous. Zhang Qianbo went to make a hairpin. The phone was just on the table. When he saw Liu Ting'er's first call, Yang Linling was hesitating whether to pick it up, but it was the second one. The phone, her inner malice was causing trouble, and she picked it up in a wicked manner.

"Well, Lin Ling, um, is Qianbo here now? Can I say a few words to him?" Liu Ting'er heard Yang Linling's voice, and the whole body couldn't calm down, tears came out of her eyes, and some speculations lurked in her heart. It grows darkly and slowly confirms.

  She wished she had heard hallucinations at this moment.

  Reality made her have to face it.

  But Yang Linling deliberately said with words: "Ah, Ting'er, Qianbo is a little inconvenient now. Otherwise, I'll wait for him to call you back."

  It seems that Yang Linling is the person who has the closest relationship with Zhang Qianbo.

  Furthermore, she didn't seem to be going to tell Liu Ting'er at all, why she was with Zhang Qianbo now, why she could pick up Zhang Qianbo's phone, all of this made Liu Ting'er's heart sink little by little.

  But she still endured the grievances and uncomfortable feelings in her heart, and replied generously and decently: "Well, good."

  Liu Ting'er hung up the phone quickly, for fear that her choking would make the other party hear it.

  She took a few breaths, but her tears could not stop. She was afraid to ask, fearing to hear the reality that she could not accept.