Fu Zhiran glanced at her insincerely, "it's really my honor to get Miss Wang's admiration."

"Keep up the good work, treat that kind of woman like this."

There are snacks in the car. Wang Qiong picked up a bag of snacks and took them apart. She said as she ate, "your uncle LAN is handsome and rich. In the future, such women will stick them on him. You just have to treat those women with the same attitude as before. If you can't, just pour sulfuric acid."

With that, he began to be unorthodox again.

Fu Zhiran didn't even bother to answer her.

"But how do I feel rongzha likes you?" Wang Qiong suddenly said again.

The more Rong likes her?

Fu Zhiran felt funny and laughed. She raised her head and looked at the reversing mirror carelessly. In the reversing mirror, she could see where they had just got on the bus.

The proud figure was standing in the same place. In the reversing mirror, with the car moving away, it became smaller and smaller, and gradually disappeared.

She was stunned.

A moment later, she threw Wang Qiong a white eye, "you write too many novels?"

How could Rong Yue like her? It's impossible.

From now on, they will not have any intersection. He is just a distinguished guest and a passer-by in her life.

Wang Qiong also insists that Rong Yue likes Fu Zhiran, and analyzes with her, "the way he looks at you is clearly love but not, but pride, so he pretends to be sarcastic and hateful."

She said to herself, but Fu Zhiran didn't care.

"But how come you never told me that the scum man is so handsome?"

"I thought you had at least seen the pictures." Fu Zhiran said, slowly raised her head and raised her eyebrows to Wang Qiong, "listen to what you mean, do you still have a little regret for Rong Yue?"

Wang Qiong smilingly, "if I had known that he was so handsome, I would have often come to fight for you."

Fu Zhiran

"Slag man can be so handsome, there is no reason." Wang Qiong is still in Huachi Rongyue's skin bag, "I think that kind of scum man on the news, will be asked to p handsome."

Fu Zhiran

The brain hole is really big enough. How many rich second generation have she seen on the news? Do you need P photos first?

Sometimes she wondered how they became good friends. They were never on the same channel.

They are talking about Rongyue. I don't know if they have entered the city.

Wang Qiong looked out of the window again and felt something was wrong. She asked the driver curiously, "where are you going?"

They agreed that they would come to her house this time.

The driver replied to Wang Qiong with a smile: "the sky hotel in Fortune Center has been reserved for my wife until this weekend."

Skyline Hotel is the most luxurious hotel in a city. It is the concentration of stars and rich people. International stars usually stay in skyline when they come to a city.

When Wang Qiong heard the name of the hotel, he reached out and hugged Fu Zhiran's arm excitedly. "Fu Zhiran, you can always drink spicy food with you."

Fu Zhiran looked at her in disgust, "you know how to eat, eat goods."

"In fact, uncle LAN is a true love for you. He is just too overbearing and sometimes too macho."

Wang Qiong suddenly praised LAN Jingyan seriously.

Fu Zhiran even more despised her, "you are the typical grass on the wall."

Wang Qiong also does not deny, "although I live in the presidential suite with you, but the money is from Mr. LAN. I always have to say a few good words to others so that I can live in peace of mind."