Chapter 83

Name:Why we meet so late Author:芳苓
"Are you demonstrating to me?" Xie Ying tightly squeezed the microphone, warily hugged her arm, stepped back three steps, and made a funny and lamentable expression, "Song Yao, song Yao, hold Luo Weisen's thigh, is it worth your while? When the human mistress, also when the taste? Do you want to be a feminist? How on earth did you degenerate into this

Xie Ying said bitterly that even if she had made friends with me, she would never want to see me cling to a man alive.

"I didn't!"

She sneered, in order not to attract the attention of her peers, deliberately suppressed her voice and sneered at me: "that's how you talk, face to face and behind. You don't say it's useless? If you dare to tell Lawson in front of me that you don't want to be a mistress and want to leave, I will convince you as you like! "

I'm biting my lip. She's pushing me.

"How? Do you dare? " Xie Ying raised her eyebrows and looked to the right, reminding me, "luoweisen is coming. If you still have self-esteem and backbone, say it boldly She shook a recording pen in her hand and said, "don't worry, if Lawson still wants to pester you, I'll expose the content of the recording. Men want face. After that, you can rest easy. "

I was short of breath and my mind was in a fierce struggle.

"What? You don't want to? Ha ha... I knew that you and your mother, are inseparable from the man's cheap bone

She slandered me. I can't bear it. Slander my mother, I... Also bear.

Xie Ying is deliberately provocative, is to discredit my reputation.

Now, I'm going to have a head-on conflict with her, which will definitely make things worse.

I just want to come and leave in a low key.

"Xie Ying, you are not me. You haven't experienced my life. There are some things I said that you won't understand. "

I don't want to talk to her anymore. If we have different positions, we will have different views on the issue. If she is in my situation, I believe she will not make a better choice than me.

"A slut is a slut, don't make a damn excuse!"

The more I pretended to be calm, the more angry Xie Ying was.

In this corner, she called me a bitch more than once. Ha ha... I once scolded Wang Xue for being a bitch. But this address, Xie Ying pressed on my head.

She said, I'm cheaper than Wang Xue.

She guessed that I didn't dare to make a big fuss, so she stopped me at the entrance of the corridor and refused to let me go. She was even more abusive. Xie Ying is a reporter. She can write articles, but she can also curse people.

My face is red.

At this moment, Lawson came.

As soon as he came, Xie Ying stopped swearing.

Lawson looked at my embarrassment as if he saw something. He glanced at Xie Ying, cold, did not want to say hello.

"Mr. Luo, I'd like to do a special interview with you later. Do you appreciate it?"

Xie Ying converged her hostile eyes and changed into a brilliant smiling face. Although this smiling face was also squeezed very reluctantly.

"I'm sorry, no time."

Lawson resolutely refused.

"But... You are very busy now..."

Xie Ying does not give up, embarrassed to squeeze out a smile.

"I really don't have time." At this point, Luo Weisen put his arms around my waist and said gently, "I'll take you to meet a famous artist in this city..."

His gentle voice is both doting and cherishing. I can't help getting goose bumps all over.

He took Xie Ying as the air, put his arms around me and left.

I can feel Xie Ying's killing eyes behind her.

How do you like it? Why did Lawson call me by my nickname? Of course, I know. He did it on purpose.