When Meng Ying heard the excited screams of the women, he frowned and subconsciously looked up to the front. Then, he saw an extremely delicate and beautiful face.
The man had black hair and black eyes. His lines were clean, and the top two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. He had the aura of a noble young master.
She held her breath and a look of surprise flashed across her eyes.
Meng Ying tilted her head and couldn't help but ask her manager softly, " "Who is Yingluo?"
But before the manager could answer, Meng Ying watched as the man who had taken her breath away walked towards Luo Qiao and held her hand.
Meng Ying paused, and the expression on his face froze.
At the same time, the manager next to him said, " he's the president of the Ming Corporation, Ming Siran. He's Luo Qiao's boyfriend. At this point, the manager paused. no, I think he's her fiancé now. He's already proposed to Luo Qiao.
Meng Ying looked at them. The man was talking to Luo Qiao with his head lowered. His side profile was gentle and his slightly upturned peach blossom eyes were smiling. Gentleness was written all over his face.
As if sensing someone's gaze, he raised his eyes and looked in this direction. Meng Ying clearly felt the moment their eyes met, a numb electric current swept through his body, but the next second, the man calmly retracted his gaze, as if he was only looking at air.
Since Ming Siran was here to pick her up, Luo Qiao naturally took his car. After making arrangements for the boys, Luo Qiao bade farewell to the staff and left with him.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman, even their backs were written with a matching look.
they're so close. Sister Qiao is such a little woman in front of Papa Ming. I'm so envious.
"Really, it's like the love of the gods."
The girls around them were discussing excitedly. Tall, rich, handsome, white, rich, and beautiful, they were still childhood sweethearts. The two of them were really enviable.
Meng Ying listened to their chatter at the side. She had been agitated by Luo Qiao the entire day, and the indescribable frustration in her heart had reached its peak at this moment. She felt as if her entire heart had been soaked in acid water, suffocating and jealous, as if a cat was scratching her heart and liver ruthlessly, leaving a bloody trail with every scratch.
everyone has different lives. Luo Qiao's life is really good. the manager sighed as he watched them leave.
Meng Ying clutched her phone and thought of the netizens 'praise for her. She felt suffocated, and her face sank completely. She turned and left.
"Hey, wait for me." The manager was stunned for a moment and quickly followed after her.
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Luo Qiao's outstanding performance in this variety show surprised the netizens. The moment they opened Weibo, the hot search was filled with discussions about her. Compared to her, Meng Ying's discussion was much smaller, and every time he was mentioned, it was as if he was the party that Luo Qiao had crushed.
Meng Ying's fans were furious, and all they could do was control the comments like crazy.
However, Luo Qiao's popularity didn't last long. By the evening of the next day, the people on the hot search list had changed.
#Fu Ziming heavily injured #The phrase suddenly dropped out of the blue, and quickly surpassed Luo Qiao to take first place.
Fu Ziming was the highly popular male star who had declared that Luo Qiao was his goddess from the very beginning of the show. Throughout the entire show, he had been very friendly to Luo Qiao. Every time Luo Qiao was in the spotlight, he was the one who smiled the loudest and clapped the most. One could tell at a glance that he was a true fan of Luo Qiao's.
In fact, because he had treated Luo Qiao too well during the show, many Meng Ying's fans were unhappy with him in the live comments.