After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

For An Nuo's previous "love affair", Ruan Ying showed full interest.

As soon as Murong Qiao mentioned other people's names, and it seemed to be related to An Nuo's relationship history, Ruan Ying looked at An Nuo with bright eyes.

"You look at me like those paparazzi." An Nuo teased her.

Ruan Ying didn't care about this strange metaphor, "Don't try to change the subject!"

"You bastard—" she pestered to ask.

Seeing An Nuo being pressed down, Murong Qiao stretched out her hand to help pull Ruan Ying down, motioning her to sit back.

She wanted to coax her at first, but the phone in her pocket vibrated suddenly.

"You guys talk first, I'll answer the phone." Murong Qiao stood up.

Both Ruan Ying and An Nuo subconsciously lowered their voices.

"What's the matter now..."

Looking at An Nuo and Ruan Ying who were talking in the novel posted together, Murong Qiao pressed the connect button and put the phone to his ear.

"Did I bother you?" Huo Yichen's clear voice sounded.

Murong Qiao shook his head, "No, Annuo Ruanying and I are at the bar."

"I'm just a little worried, so I want to call you."

Huo Yichen lowered his eyes to look at the document in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, showing that his mood at the moment was considered sunny.

Ye Zhen, who was standing next to him, pursed his lips in silence, feeling a war between man and nature for a moment, wondering if he should launch it now.

Listening to the phone calls of the president and his wife... If you hear something that you shouldn't listen to, cough cough.

"Then when it's over, I'll send someone to pick you up." Huo Yichen said again.

After all, it's night and it's a bar, so it's more reassuring to have someone guarding you.

Murong Qiao rolled his eyes with a smile, "Okay, I'll send you a message when it's over."

While chatting with Huo Yichen, she unconsciously looked at the scene on the first floor through the one-way glass.

At this moment, the atmosphere was heated up, and many people below began to gather at the position directly below the stage to wait for the performance to begin.

Qu Xi and Qu Xiu stood and sat one by one, adjusting the instrument and the microphone, and it really reminded her of that time when they first met, the two of them were like this...

An Nuo and Ruan Ying next to each other were chatting, and it was mainly Ruan Ying who was asking questions.

"Back then, lard was blindfolded and fell in love with a bad man." An Nuo briefly summarized.

Facing Ruan Ying's great curiosity, An Nuo had nothing to say.

What's more, she has thought about it a long time ago, and now even if she brings up the old things again, she is more free and easy than anyone else. Even when she recalls the name Qingchuan in her heart, she feels that it is nothing more than that.

Ruan Ying's curious expression turned into astonishment, and then she slowly sat back in her seat with some embarrassment, and even swallowed the next question she was about to ask.

Feeling a bit poked at someone's sadness, Ruan Ying raised her eyes and looked at An Nuo, with an indescribable apology in her movements.

An Nuo stretched out his hand amusedly, and rubbed her head vigorously, "What are you thinking about!"

"I thought he was pretty good at school, but when I went to the bar, I found that he was not what I liked at all, and then I gave up." An Nuo explained a few words.

If she likes Qing Chuan, she also likes the Qing Chuan she thought she was. With the help of Murong Qiao, An Nuo felt that she was blind after reacquainting him with his real appearance.

"Okay, okay, the performance has begun!" Ruan Ying ended the topic in a hurry.

She pointed to the restless crowd downstairs, and pulled An Nuo outside.

The melodious and brisk little tune sounded at this moment, and the lights were also slowly dimmed to set off the two people on the stage. In the darkness, many light sticks and mobile phone flashlights were lit up.

It seems that the Milky Way star sea is twinkling, beautiful and dreamy.

As Qu Xi spoke softly, the fans below also slowly sang in chorus, attracting many people to join in.

But none of these people included the paparazzi who was disguised as a waiter just now.

At this moment, the paparazzi was staring wide-eyed at the private room where he had just sent the wine to. There were two girls who had just come out standing there, and one of them looked no longer familiar to her.

Anno.

The paparazzi thought of the name almost immediately after seeing the person, and at the same time remembered the person's current popularity and number of fans.

This, this, this, who will watch BAS!

The paparazzi was so excited that he didn't care about other things. He looked at An Nuo's back with burning eyes and began to think about how to write the manuscript after returning home.

The paparazzi who originally intended to write an unremarkable and traffic-earning manuscript on BAS seemed to realize at this moment that this trip was worthwhile.

When she thought of the bug she had put in the private room just now, her heartbeat accelerated a lot.

As long as you record a little bit... think about it, it's blood money!

The paparazzi could hardly hide the excitement in her heart. She couldn't take her eyes away from An Nuo talking with another girl. If it wasn't for the man in black clothes next to him who looked very difficult to provoke, she really wanted to get close listen to...

On the other side, Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen had finished their phone calls.

"Okay." Huo Yichen responded.

Seeing that the phone had returned to the desktop, Huo Yichen turned to look at Ye Zhen beside him.

"I'm going to prepare the car." Ye Zhen immediately understood.

The president's wife must not be negligent, Ye Zhen knows this best in his heart.

But when he was about to leave, Ye Zhen suddenly remembered his purpose for coming here.

He stopped hesitantly and turned to look at Huo Yichen. "President, the Jiang family said that they want to discuss a cooperation with you... Mr. Jiang Wenxu Jiang said."

Fearing that the president would directly say that he would refuse, Ye Zhen quickly added a sentence.

Jiang Wenxu and Jiang Weiyang cannot be compared, and their status in the Jiang family is naturally incomparable.

"Does he want to talk, or Jiang Weiyang wants to talk?" Huo Yichen raised his eyes.

When that gaze swept over, there was no wave or wave, but Ye Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

He rolled his eyes to pretend to be calm. "This...at least Mr. Jiang called and said, but he didn't tell the details."

It's not unusual for Jiang Wenxu to do such a thing just to spoil his younger sister, Ye Zhen thought about how favored Jiang Weiyang was in Jiang's family.

"Okay, I see." Huo Yichen didn't say whether he would agree or not.

Seeing this, Ye Zhen couldn't say much, so he left the office silently.

It's just that there are still a lot of murmurs about Jiang Weiyang in my heart, I just feel that this girl seems to be unwilling to give up, staring at their president with all her heart on this.

Don't hit the south wall and don't look back.

Ye Zhen sighed and walked towards the underground parking lot.

Time passed quietly, and turned to the middle of the night.

For Murong Qiao and others who had normal schedules, it was already a time of exhaustion.

Seeing the swaying liquid in his hand forming a small vortex in the cup, Murong Qiao raised his eyes and looked at the two opposite people who were embracing and talking nonsense regardless of their appearance.

"I, let me tell you..." Ruan Ying smirked vaguely.

An Nuo looked blankly at the empty wine glass in his hand, as if he was confused as to why there was no liquid in it.

Obviously she was sober when she first came here, but in the end she just went to answer the phone...

Murong Qiao helplessly supported his forehead, feeling a headache from the familiar scene in front of him.

The performance outside has ended, ushered in the end.

"Ruan Ying?" Murong Qiao approached, "An Nuo?"

She called twice, but there was no response at all, as if the two were immersed in their drunken world, they couldn't even sigh.

Why didn't you feel the nature of these two alcoholics when you first met?