Chapter 651 In His Eyes, He Has Another Woman (Part 2)
"Qiaoqiao, let's go."
Xing Huo put his arm around her shoulders and walked down the steps.
After taking a few steps out, Qiao Zhishu stepped away from his arms.
Xing Huo was still staring in the direction of the young model without even looking back.
Qiao Zhishu shouldn't have any illusions about him. Engagement and marriage can't explain anything. She doesn't know him well. He must also like that kind of beauty when he is socializing outside.
If I had known earlier, she wouldn't have come.
Qiao Zhishu wanted to pretend that he didn't see it.
But for a moment, she couldn't hold back her words.
"Does it look good?"
"Huh?" Xing Huo looked back and his eyes fell on her face.
Qiao Zhishu didn't like other people's pretentiousness. She gently tilted her head and said, "Beauty, do you look good?"
Xing Huo stared at her for three or two seconds before he smiled and said, "It doesn't look good."
Nope.
It doesn’t look good, but you still watch it so enthusiastically?
"I think she is very beautiful and has a good figure. It is usually difficult to meet someone like this in real life."
Xing Huo's eyes fell on her with deep meaning, "My Qiao Qiao is prettier than her."
Really, I didn’t even make a draft of the lie, his gaze just now said it all.
"It's okay. You can go over and get to know her and leave her contact information."
Only then did Xing Huo realize that she seemed unhappy.
There was surprise on the man's face, "Qiaoqiao, are you jealous?"
Qiao Zhishu was stunned when he heard this, and immediately denied it, "How is that possible? I just feel that I am still here and you look at others with such affectionate eyes in front of me. I am very embarrassed.
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The more I explain, the more confusing it seems.
Qiao Zhishu wanted to find something else to say, but the crowd not far away seemed to have exploded.
The young model who had held her head high and wanted to show off her legs wherever she went was actually pushed down the steps.
The steps were not high, so she missed the step and fell heavily to the ground.
Xing Huo held Qiao Zhishu's hand and dragged her over to watch the fun.
The young model endured severe pain and tried to get up from the ground, but someone pulled her hair and received two more slaps on her face.
"I've tolerated you for a long time. That text message in the middle of the night last night was from you, right? It's okay for you to provoke me behind my back, but you still dare to come in front of me? Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
Qiao Zhishu glanced over and saw that the attacker and the person being beaten were wearing exactly the same skirts.
Not to mention the style, even the pearl details are the same.
This is truly the scariest shirt ever.
Mrs. Song is young, only in her thirties, so her figure cannot be compared with these models.
She waved her red palms, stood up and looked at Mr. Song who was silent, "Didn't you customize this skirt for me? Why is she wearing it too?"
Mr. Song doesn’t know where this little vixen got such an identical skirt. Isn’t he seeking death?
"say!"
"I don't know either, I don't even know her." Mr. Song needs to rely on the woman's family, and of course he cannot admit it at this time.
When Chen Ying pushed through the crowd and came in, she saw the young model still lying on the ground.
She hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, "What's going on?"
The young model was stunned, and only then did she react. She held Chen Ying's hand tightly, "My skirt was custom-made by you. You said you designed it yourself, so why do you still wear matching clothes?
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Chen Ying also noticed what Mrs. Song was wearing, "It's impossible, someone must have copied my work. I drew it stroke by stroke, and I made it while staring at the studio."
When Mrs. Song heard this, she stared at the two of them with an unkind expression.