Chapter 143

When Yang Lan first came here, she saw Shen Chengjing holding ou Yibei's arm. She was holding her mobile phone and thought deeply.

To say hello to ouyibei, he walked outside with a cold face, and his pace was a little anxious.

"Shen Chengjing, I didn't expect that you and Gu Yingdi were old friends?" With her bag in her hand, she stepped forward and looked at the things on the table.

The waiter came forward, cleaned up one side of the broken flowerpot, quietly retreated to one side.

"No Shen Chengjing said, looking around, how also can't find the figure of a Ze.

"I find you are very popular." Yang Lanchu keeps looking at Shen Chengjing and praises him.

Hearing Yang Lanchu's words, Shen Chengjing smiles, purses her red lips and says, "how can it be? I'm just a newcomer. I hope that in the future, my predecessors will take more care of me. "

Yang Lanchu is arrogant. She saw it last time! However, compared with Shen Ziqian, it is tender! A person who can show his emotion on his face will not be so bad. On the contrary, he is a person who has a smile on his face but does not show it. He is ruthless but can not be prevented.

"What master? It's just second tier. " Yang Lanchu is happy to hear that! But I can't help feeling disappointed.

I think Shen Chengjing will satirize her, plus her relationship with Ou Yibei, so I can step on her directly. However, Shen Chengjing will praise her?

But thinking of the relationship between Shen Chengjing and Zhou Yuncheng, her face is dim and her hand holding the mobile phone is slightly tight.

"It's better than the unknown, isn't it?" Shen Chengjing blinked, said with a smile, and poured a cup of sour plum soup for her.

Yang Lanchu heard that he reached out and gently lifted his hair, leaning on the chair, raised his chin haughtily, as if he was really high.

"Du" at this time, Shen Chengjing's mobile phone rings. It's a short message from Mo Yanchen. It's just a few words: "don't think nonsense."

Her eyebrows are frowning. How can she have any wishful thinking?

"Are you familiar with Zhou Shao?" Yang Lanchu looked at her information. Although her eyebrow was frowning, she had a happy smile on her face. She couldn't help asking.

"I'm not familiar with him. The first time I met him was the last day when I was filming with you." Shen Chengjing turns her lips and answers directly after thinking about it.

She and Zhou Yuncheng did not know each other very well. It seemed that they met no more than three times.

"Is it?" Yang Lanchu heard that she looked at her strangely.

She knew that Shen Chengjing was very creative and dare not admit it. Now, it seems that she was. Last time she saw the intimate picture between her and Zhou Yuncheng, she said that she was not familiar.

"Of course." Shen Chengjing frowned and looked at Yang Lanchu's strange smile. She was also inexplicable.

Yang Lanchu swayed twice with the sour plum soup, but did not drink it. He put the cup heavily on the table, raised his hand and looked down at Shen Chengjing: "this sour plum soup is too fake."

She spoke, almost gnashing her teeth, and Shen Chengjing looked at her inexplicably.

"False? Do you have any? " After watching Yang Lanchu leave, she took a sip and felt that the taste was very authentic.

Yang Lanchu's sex. Feeling the waist, walking on the road, looking at the photos on the mobile phone, then found a mobile phone number, anonymous sent in the past.

"Azar." Shen Chengjing drinks sour plum soup and calls the name casually.

Sure enough, child bear appeared as fast as he could and stood in front of her with a very respectful attitude, as if he had done nothing wrong.

"Madame."

"In the future, don't hit people casually." She sighed and rubbed her temples with a headache.

"If brother Chen is here, he must have broken his hand." A then not salty not light said, as if he fell over the shoulder, or light.

Oh, my God, when did she get into this group of violent maniacs?