good night warlord

Zhizhi hasn't stepped into the entertainment industry yet, and they haven't reached the point where they meet like enemies. In this life, she can make up for the mistakes she made in her previous life:

"No...it's nothing, I just miss you a little bit."

"...Oh, I can tell from the tone of your voice that you are in a bad mood."

Gu Qingyi hurriedly let go of the remorse in her heart.

Received the emotions and replied:

"I quarreled with Zhan Shiyan."

It's not even a quarrel, it's just a cold war.

In the past, she would only tell Bai Zhenzhen these words.

Zhizhi asked, "Why are you arguing?"

"Don't mention it, the matter between me and him can't be explained for a while, Zhizhi, we haven't seen each other for a long time, shall we meet?"

"Okay, but, isn't Young Master Zhan not allowing you to go out at will?"

Gu Qingyi opened her mouth, how could she forget this.

Fortunately, Zhi Zhi thought of a way: "It doesn't matter if you don't come out, I'll go to your house and see you tomorrow."

"Well, by the way, Zhizhi, if you hear the news that the Rong family has gone bankrupt tomorrow, please notify me as soon as possible."

"Qingyi, do you still think about Rong Zhe? You are married to Young Master Zhan now, and Young Master Zhan treats you so well."

Gu Qingyi was moved when she heard Zhizhi's persuasion.

"No, I'm not concerned about the life and death of the Rong family. I wish they would be trampled into the mud and never turn over."

"You finally figured it out?"

"yes……"

Outside the door, a tall figure stood quietly, and the voice of the little woman talking on the phone in the room came clearly, and a flash of light rose in Yan Yan's eyes during the war, and it disappeared in a flash.

He glanced at the unsealed door in front of him. In the past, this door was always tightly closed and locked, just because he was afraid that he would come over and occupy her in the middle of the night...

Yi Baoer, I really want to trust you too, are you worthy of my trust?
Back in the second bedroom, the man took out his mobile phone and made a call:
"Stop attacking Rong, and give them a sigh of relief."

"Yes, President."

……

The next day, Gu Qingyi got up early, washed up and went downstairs.

Met wartime Yan at the dinner table,

The man's black suit was put aside, a simple shirt with a dark tie, and he was slowly biting into a sandwich.

The movements are casual but with a cold elegance that cannot be ignored, and the cold brows are slightly drawn.

After Gu Qingyi looked at him, she lowered her eyes.

Before she got the exact news of Rong's bankruptcy, she decided to keep a distance from him temporarily, so as not to be misunderstood by him that she wanted to intercede for Rong Zhe.

Sitting down according to the hem of her skirt, Aunt Zhou asked her what she wanted to eat. Gu Qingyi originally thought that it would be good to be like him, but thinking that he would doubt her, she said something casually

:

"Same as yesterday."

During the war, Yan raised her eyes. Today she is wearing an apricot-yellow daisy suspender dress, with a simple bun on her head, and this small face lined by loose hair buds is young and beautiful, more beautiful than the sun Still brilliant.

I was used to her ghostly appearance before, but now seeing her refreshed, the coldness in Yan's body during the war subsided a lot silently.

Soon, Aunt Zhou brought breakfast, hot porridge and steamed buns.

As the eldest lady of the Gu family, the elegant manners of the daughter of a famous family were specially taught by her father from a teacher since she was a child. Gu Qingyi concentrated on eating without looking at the deep eyes of the man opposite.

This is the first time to have a good meal with him. Although the atmosphere is a bit deserted, it is not as tense as before.

After quietly finishing breakfast, Zhan Shiyan went to answer a phone call, and Gu Qingyi went to the gate of Zhanyuan to wait for Zhizhi's arrival.

It was said to arrive at eight o'clock, not a minute more or a moment less. From a distance, Gu Qingyi saw Zhizhi rushing towards this side on a yellow shared bicycle.

Its branches are long and sassy, ​​its short and neat hair is flying in the wind, its black short sleeves reveal an inch of slender waist, and its simple style has a conspicuous calligraphic font of off-white killing characters.

Although I came here on a shared bicycle, under the control of Zhizhi, the old-fashioned shared bicycle also has the feeling of a top-level high-end motorcycle.

Seeing that it was about to arrive, a Mercedes quickly overtook Zhizhi and stopped at Gu Qingyi's feet.

The car was driven by Gu Qingya, and Bai Zhenzhen was sitting in the co-pilot. After getting out of the car, Bai Zhenzhen saw Gu Qing's intentions and asked happily:
"Qingyi, did you know we would come so you waited here for us?"

When the two of them closed the car door, Zhizhi's shared bicycle just passed by them, and stopped in front of Gu Qingyi, wiping the hem of Bai Zhenzhen's skirt.

Only then did Bai Zhenzhen see who it was, and asked in surprise:
"Mo Nanzhi? What are you doing here?"

Mo Nanzhi parked his bicycle, then looked back at Bai Zhenzhen who was questioning him, and replied angrily

"Why, is this your home? If you can come, I can't?"

Bai Zhenzhen gave her a white look:
"Are you here to borrow money from Qingyi again? Didn't Qingyi tell you to avoid dealing with poor people like Mo Nanzhi?"

In her previous life, Bai Zhenzhen often used this excuse to drive a wedge between her and Zhizhi, always saying that Zhizhi played with her in order to get money from her.

In fact, although Zhizhi's conditions were not as good as her and Bai Zhenzhen's, she never mentioned anything about money.

Compared to Zhizhi, Bai Zhenzhen regards herself as a cash machine.

All the precious gifts sent by Yan during the war before were put into Bai Zhenzhen's pocket.

When Mo Nanzhi heard Bai Zhenzhen mocking himself, he opened his mouth:

"Even if I am poor, I have never owed others money. Unlike some people, who are obviously not poor, but always miss other people's good things."

In her previous life, Zhizhi had reminded Gu Qingyi that Bai Zhenzhen was shameless, but Gu Qingyi's eyes were blinded, and she blindly believed in Bai Zhenzhen, but she was very disgusted with Zhizhi's advice.

Only true friends will think about each other, and hope that each other will live well and not suffer.

Gu Qingyi saw that Zhizhi's expression was a bit unswerving, she stood in front of Zhizhi and asked Bai Zhenzhen:

"Why are you here?"

Gu Qingya also came over, seeing Mo Nanzhi, she said directly:
"I came to you because I have something to do, but it's not convenient for outsiders to hear about it."

This outsider refers to Zhizhi.

Gu Qingyi sneered in her heart, her face remained calm:

"Cousin, Zhizhi is my best friend, not an outsider. If you have anything to say, you can tell us. You don't need to avoid anyone."

One of us is showing an attitude.

Zhi Zhi's face looked much better.

Bai Zhenzhen was not happy:

"Qingyi, why are you playing with Mo Nanzhi again? Didn't you promise me that you would never contact her again?"

Gu Qingyi sneered:
"Naturally, the more friends you have, the more appointments you have. In the past, those words were just losing your temper. Zhizhi is my true friend, so you won't care about these things with me, right, Zhizhi."

Mo Nanzhi hummed indifferently.

When Bai Zhenzhen thought of Mo Nanzhi always fighting against him, he felt a hundred upset:

"But Qingyi, I don't like Mo Nanzhi, and I don't want to make friends with poor people like her. If you insist on hanging out with her, what about me?"

There was a faint hint in the tone that if you choose Mo Nanzhi, don't blame her, Bai Zhenzhen, to break up with you.