After dressing up as a demon, i was pregnant with a cub

Part 41

Xu Lan was not surprised to hear this: "The editor-in-chief of "LOCKO" also promised me that it would not be passed on. Sure

enough, there are no impermeable walls in this world.

Especially in their circle, what has happened is what has happened, and don't expect to be able to do it and no one knows.

Xu Lan had the habit of collecting things in her own home, and when she saw that such an empty house did not even have a decent place to sit, she bent down a few times to help her put away her scattered skirts and straighten them out to the edge of the sofa.

Zhang Qiaoyu saw that she was busy, turned her head to the other side of the bar table, did not go to the sofa at all, lowered her eyes and set up a goblet to laugh at herself: Ren Qinming is really walking luck, just a cover can make you so worried, but also find someone to drink.

At that time, she called Xu Lan like crazy in the crew, saying that she couldn't stand it and wanted to quit filming.

Xu Lan's action of collecting things was indeed stopped.

The whole room was silent only the sound of her pulling out the cork with the corkscrew, and the wine pouring into the glass little by little.

"I..."

Xu Lancai had just uttered a word, and Zhang Qiaoyu put down the bottle and interrupted: "But fortunately, you didn't care about me at that time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live in this house today."

Xu Lan looked at her from afar and insisted on finishing what she just wanted to say: "Qiao Yu, at that time I was not good, blame me for not taking your words to heart, so I really don't want to let go of any point now... It is possible to ruin Ren Qinming's clues, and I don't want to repeat the same mistakes before I come to you. <

Zhang Qiaoyu did not hide the sour meaning in his voice, and he looked up and dried a cup: "After half a day, I was a front-facing pedal, and after being learned from the experience, I still have to help wipe my ass after breaking." Xu Lan couldn't

say a word when he saw her.

It seems that as long as a pair of Zhang Qiaoyu is on, the guilt in her heart will make her feel self-conscious, no matter what Zhang Qiaoyu says or does, it is taken for granted.

Xu Lan put down everything she had collected in her hand and sat down across from her: "You can compensate you as much as you want me, as long as I can do it."

Zhang Qiao didn't blink his eyes: "Then you kicked Ren Qinming, and you are not allowed to take him in the future, I don't think he is pleasing to the eye." "It's

impossible."

Xu Lan did not move the wine glass in front of him, knowing that Zhang Qiaoyu was now deliberately gambling: "I have the responsibility to bear all your negative emotions, so if you need to apologize, I can do it at any time."

Zhang Qiao smiled with an unclear meaning: "What do I want your apology to do, can I live in the most expensive community, or can I go to the bar as I please, without worrying about being exposed to any scandalous black material?" Say it, have you forgotten, I am actually only twenty-six this year, as old as your Ren Qinming.

Ren Qinming's twenty-six-year-old was still worried about a small magazine cover order, which made his agent worry.

She is twenty-six years old, but she has already stood in a place overlooking the entertainment, doing everything that other artists dare not think, recklessly, without any worries.

"Or do you think I'm having a bad time right now?" <

Zhang Qiaoyu supported his temple, lit the transparent glass base of the goblet, and pushed it in front of Xu Lan.