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Shen Qianqing has always regarded He Yiping as a child, but did not notice that this young man who is similar to her age has grown into a charming man with the same demeanor as He Yifan, only because Shen Qianqing's eyes have been fixed on him. He Yifan just didn't notice it.

Such a movie star at the level of a king is deadly to someone like Xiaoying who has just entered the entertainment circle.

"Shen Qianqing, do you have any guests at home?"

Things have been ups and downs in these years, no matter where she and He Yifan can go, the relationship with He Yiping as a relative will never change.

Shen Qianqing looked at He Yifan with a bright face, and then at Xiaoying, and instantly understood the reason of the matter, and smiled: "Yes, my guest, Xiaoying."

"Hello, I'm He Yiping." He Yiping smiled and stretched out his hand to Xiaoying. His slender hand reflected the sunlight coming in from the window, looking clean and beautiful.

Xiaoying was stunned, opened her mouth, and stammered for a long time before saying: "I know... I know why you are so flat..."

He Yiping was stunned for a while, as if he couldn't fully laugh at Xiaoying's words, he could only slightly turn his head to look at Shen Qianqing who was holding back a smile: "Where did you get such a precious girl?"

At this moment, Xiaoying realized that she had lost her composure, and her red face turned even redder now, and she hurriedly held He Yiping's hand that was still outstretched in mid-air: "Hello, hello, I am Xiaoying , Zheng Xiaoying..."

He Yiping opened his mouth wide, looking in disbelief at Zheng Xiaoying who had been holding his hand and not letting go. He had already planned to take back his own in the future, but was suddenly held by this girl, and Looking at Zheng Xiaoying's appearance, it seems that she doesn't want to let go yet, which is not easy.

"You... hello..."

Shen Qianqing was trying to hold back her laughter, but now she couldn't bear it any longer when she looked at the two people who were so entangled. Her cheerful laughter made her look much more lively.

Zheng Xiaoying, who was belatedly aware of her gaffe, suddenly let go of He Yiping's hand, her eyes were only on her toes, and she looked at you awkwardly.

"Yiping, you scared Xiaoying." Shen Qianqing smiled: "I really don't know why someone would say that you are a girl killer, the kind of killer who scares people? It really saves trouble."

He Yiping took two apples from the fruit plate held by Shen Qianqing, handed one to Zheng Xiaoying, gnawed one and sat on the sofa, gave Shen Qianqing a very unconvinced look: "What a vicious woman!"

Zheng Xiaoying, who was in a lot of situations, was completely overwhelmed by He Yiping and Shen Qianqing's way of getting along with each other. Perhaps she didn't expect that these two important figures in the entertainment industry would get along like children, so she just took care of her for a while. Apple saw two people talking.

"Why are you here? Are you free recently?" Shen Qianqing smiled and sat across from the two of them, flipping through the script that was put aside: "Didn't you announce that you are going to be rushed?"

"I don't have a favorite script." He Yiping sighed pitifully: "Why don't you tailor a script for me, but I haven't acted in a script you wrote yet?"

This little tone sounds absolutely full of resentment.