Chapter 143 What do you think I am? Do you plaything?

Author: Not as good as the Yanxiang

Chapter 143 What do you think I am? Do you plaything?

This show was successful, especially Luo Heng's final speech, and the audience was silent. In the late afternoon of the afternoon, the show and these deafening words made headlines in fashion magazines from various countries. Major well-known bloggers in China forwarded it, setting off a patriotic craze online for a while, and boycotted brands that had plagiarized our culture.

Yun Qing browsed Weibo, worried that this would be the same as before, and everyone's boycott and enthusiasm would dissipate once the butterfly effect passed. She looked through the passionate speeches of netizens, as well as congratulations from Wang Xin and Zhang Zong.

The two of them called her several times, but she hung up directly, so she changed to send a text message. However, it had been four or five hours since the end of the show, and Qi Yan did not call her and did not reply to the message.

She quit Weibo and tried to call. When she was about to hang up, Qi Yan's voice was exhausted: "Congratulations."

Yun Qing suddenly felt his throat blocked and was eager to explain: "Qi Yan, I didn't know about it in advance."

"It's okay. I've gotten hung up beforehand."

"Qi Yan."

Yun Qing would rather Qi Yan roar at her loudly and vent the anger in his chest. But he simply hung up the phone, which had never happened before. Every time the two of them talked, he would wait for Yun Qing to hang up first.

Yun Qing didn't know that Qi Yan was trying hard to suppress him. Qing's father's condition had just stabilized, and he was worried that his emotions would implicate the two old men. At that time, he learned that Luo Heng was going to stop his cooperation with Yun Qing, so he immediately called Qin Wu.

He asked him to invest in ST’L in the name of Boyang, only occupying dry shares and not participating in ST’L’s management and operation, which made Luo Heng relieved. But he didn’t know that tens of millions of funds were actually a wedding dress for Xiang Huaijin.

He was angry and angry, but he had no choice but to do anything. Now Yun Qing and Xiang Huaijin's talented and beautiful woman are all comments on the entire network, and he would sigh at the talented couple, which was just open.

He did not control the media magazines around the world. Moreover, this was the opportunity for Yun Qing to soar into the sky, and he could not stop it. Although, he really wanted to.

Especially when she looked at her and Xiang Huaijin looking at each other on the stage, she was like thousands of scorpions biting his heart, and poisoning her hair was soaked all over the body. He was worried that he would not be able to stop once he got angry with Yun Qing. He could not even estimate what kind of scary actions he would make? He felt more and more that he was the same as Shangluo.

Qi Yan stood under the tree, with more than a dozen cigarette butts lying under his feet. Jiang Chuan ran out of the building behind him and whispered: "Second brother, Mr. Qing's condition has worsened again."

"I know." He became very calm, as if he had accepted the things he could not change and control.

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For three consecutive days, Qi Yan did not take the initiative to contact Yun Qing. She originally wanted to buy a plane ticket to fly to Licheng the night after the celebration banquet. But Shen Zhi came to him and told her to go straight to the point and not to find Qi Yan now.

She was puzzled.

Shen Zhi just said lightly that this was for her consideration.

He knew Qi Yan too much. If she rushed over now, Qi Yan would not listen to anything and would only lock her up in anger.

In order to hold Yun Qing back and not to intensify the conflict between her and Qi Yan, Shen Zhi asked her: "You are really not curious about what happened between you and Xiang Huaijin?"

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Xiang Huaijin fell back dejectedly, as if the spine that had been supporting his body had been broken and broken. He held the back of the chair next to him, and his knuckles gradually turned white. He thought about Yun Qing's words and what Qi Yan did to her. He felt a group of people burning in his chest, about to burn him into a piece of charcoal.

He couldn't tell his unwillingness, and even more difficult to let go. He wanted to seize it, desperately trying to catch it. No one knew that Yun Qing was his only extravagant wish to live.

He leaned back on the back of the chair, supported his knees with his hands, bent down and looked at the shadow covering the ground, like the devil in his heart who had been chewing on his life frantically.

Over the years, he was eager to get rid of it. But he became more and more arrogant and unrestrained, and tried to pull him and fall into the sea of ​​fire with him. He had to catch Yun Qing. She saved him back then, so the rest of his life should be continued and fulfilled.

He can't let it go.
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