Chapter 769 Little Lover

Chapter 769: meeting little lovers

"You gossipy women really don't deserve to be stars!" Xi Haoting sneered. "Siyan, I think you should tell Mr. Ji to clean up the company."

Cheng Man and Wan Ling turned pale in an instant. They glared at Xi Haoting and turned to Siyan.

"I'm sorry, Ji Xiaojie. We didn't mean it. We... Just told the truth. I hope you don't get angry!" Cheng Man gritted his teeth and regretted his impulsiveness.

She had always been a second-tier artist, always wanting to be on the top. But if it was opened, how could she find such a good company?

She was really too proud and too impatient. Whether she stood up to mock Siyan or not, Siyan would be beaten down in her eyes.

It's all right now. Let's see if siyan is angry.

Siyan glanced at her with disgust. "Miss cheng, I told you that rumors are just rumors, but you have been blatantly slandering me and president ji. Sometimes what you see is not necessarily true. Please pay attention to your artist image."

Cheng Man's face was extremely ugly. She clenched her hands tightly, but she held back her anger.

Wan ling pulled her into the dining room quickly. After entering the private room, Cheng Man's face softened, but the bitterness in his eyes was not light at all.

"That slut is so arrogant. She thought she was the emperor when she hooked up with Ji Zong? Ha, I don't think she has a few days to live. It's weird that the wife of the head of the discipline doesn't tear her to pieces." Cheng Man smiled strangely, with a hint of pride.

Wan Ling also sneered and comforted cheng man, "Don't worry, president ji won't admit it. He won't admit it. He hasn't had any scandals in years, hehe..."

"Bitch, her good days are over!" Cheng Man sneered, and the crowd laughed happily.

It was as if Siyan was really going to disappear from the entertainment industry in a few days.

...

The video of Siyan "Sneaking" into Ji Hanxiao's room in the middle of the night was quickly circulated. In just half an hour, Siyan was once again on top of the hot search.

After Qiao Ran received the news, she was amused and helpless. It seemed that someone was really eyeing Siyan. No matter how careful she was, she would be secretly photographed.

However, ji hanxiao communicated with siyan, and she told them to wait until she returned home.

That day, after Qiao Ran had dinner with his parents, he rushed to the art mansion in the city center for a meeting.

Qiao Ran didn't want to go to this meeting, but Mr. Wang kept asking her to go, saying that there were famous people at home and abroad at this meeting.

Let's exchange ideas and make more friends.

Qiao Ran couldn't refuse Mr. Wang's invitation because Mr. Wang wanted to go with her too. As an invited person, she could bring two people in.

When Qiao Ran arrived at the art gallery, she saw Mr. Wang standing not far away waiting for her.

Mr. Wang's hair was all white now, but her love for painting did not diminish at all.

The two of them walked in as if they were friends, talking and laughing.

On the second floor of the mansion, a few middle-aged women were sitting in a corner. They were also invited here for an exchange meeting.

Where there are women, there are right and wrong. No, these women are talking about Qiao Ran.

"Have you heard? That Qiao Ran's husband... Heh heh, he's actually a little lover in congress y."

"Yeah, I saw it too. The video on weibo was really popular. Look at her figure. She's really young and has a great figure."

"Tsk tsk, which man is not lustful? Which man doesn't like a tender girl? That Qiao Ran is old, and her husband must have cheated on her."

"Yeah, I used to hear how loyal her husband was to her, as if he wasn't a man. Now that the scandal has come out, where can I see her crying?"

"I've met her many times in the beauty salon. She's doing top notch beauty programs. I wonder if she has an injection?"

"What kind of injection? The last time I met her at the supermarket, her face was wrinkled and the spots couldn't be covered! Hehe, what's the matter with being famous? Aren't you old?"

A few women were sneering, and suddenly a voice came from behind, cutting in coldly.

"Yes, she's really old."

The crowd turned around and saw a young man standing behind them with his hands in his pockets coldly. The contempt and irony in his eyes were obvious.

Several women recognized him as Wen Dongfeng, a very popular young artist recently.

"She's old. After all, she doesn't have injections or plastic surgery like you do. In fact, there is only one kind of person in the world who is not old, that is, short-lived people." Wen Dongfeng sneered coldly, and a group of women suddenly changed their faces!

Although Wen Dongfeng didn't name them, he was insinuating that they were short-lived?

"Wen Dongfeng, what do you mean?" One of the women stood up and looked at Wen Dongfeng angrily.

Wen Dongfeng tugged at the corner of his mouth coldly. "It means literally."

"You..." The woman trembled with anger, and the other women did not have any good looks, but at least this was the venue. The meeting was about to start soon, and it was not appropriate to quarrel with the east wind.

"Forget it, ignore him!" Someone grabbed the woman and said.

"Look, qiao ran is here!"

When Wen Dongfeng heard this, he couldn't help but turn around and look back. But when he saw Qiao Ran and an old man of sixty or seventy come in, they talked and laughed, completely unaffected by the rumors.

Wen Dongfeng immediately strode towards Qiao Ran and greeted her.

Qiao Ran had a bright smile on her face and could not tell that she was faking it.

Wen Dongfeng's heart was filled with shock. Did Qiao Ran really not mind Ji Hanxiao finding a little lover outside? Or was she acting too natural?

After some small talk, Qiao Ran and Mr. Wang sat together in the corresponding seats.

The group of gossiping women were simply furious.

"Is that Qiao Ran really unaffected?"

"Who knows! You know, after all these years of being a rich lady, they have developed some real skills, right?"

"Let's go and have a look!" The two bored women smiled at each other and walked towards Qiao Ran with a smile.

Qiao Ran was talking to Mr. Wang about the painters of recent years when two women came over.

"Hello, Mrs. Ji. I'm long yu. Nice to meet you." The other party greeted him warmly, and Qiao Ran smiled and nodded.

"Hello, Miss Long." Qiao Ran greeted politely.

Long yu smiled softly, but the other woman did not introduce herself, with an arrogant smile on her lips.

Qiao Ran was not surprised. She had been out for so many years, and no one had seen her before. Whether young or middle-aged, there will be a few exotic flowers.

"Mrs. Ji seems very happy, completely unaffected by the rumors?" Long yu said with a smile. At first glance, she thought she was concerned about Qiao Ran, but in fact, she was secretly sarcastic.

Qiao Ran still maintained a faint smile. "Rumor? You've all misunderstood. That girl is very important to me."

When long yu heard this, her face almost collapsed.

This qiao ran is so shameless. At this time, she actually used this reason to justify her husband. Isn't it shameful?

Another woman grabbed long yu's hand and said with a smile, "Ah yu, let's go... Middle-aged men, it's normal for them to cheat and play with small stars. The rich ladies have long been used to it."

Qiao Ran's face suddenly turned cold. "Look at your clothes. Your family background should be very good. I hope you have the right upbringing - my husband, not for you to question, but for me to question!"

Hearing Qiao Ran's harsh tone, long yu chuckled. "Let's go. People blame us for talking too much!"

Mr. Wang also heard some rumors. After all, she was Qiao Ran's teacher, and some students would ask her to gossip after they heard about the scandal.

As an artist and painter, you should put all your attention on your work, not on jealousy and gossip. Impetuous people can never create good works!" Mr. Wang said coldly.

Wen Dongfeng was only one seat away from Qiao Ran. He stood up and looked at long yu coldly. "The gossipy woman is just like you. She looks good on the outside and is ugly on the inside!"

"You..." Long yu stomped her feet in anger, but as everyone sat down one after another, it would not look good if she continued to make trouble.

Moreover, Qiao Ran's status was much higher than hers. Although she was only a few years younger than Qiao Ran, her influence was far from her.

That's why long yu was so jealous of Qiao Ran that she wished she could replace her.

Qiao Ran coldly swept away the departing dragon rain and kept shaking his head.

"Ah Ran, don't take their words to heart." Mr. Wang comforted her. "Those people are blind. Why didn't they reveal Siyan's identity? Even though she's filming, she's never relied on your power to develop, has she?"

Qiao Ran shook her head slowly and smiled proudly. "Siyan didn't. She didn't want to reveal her identity. She said she was afraid that it would be too much trouble. Or maybe she doesn't want to live under our halo."

Mr. Wang could not help but sigh softly. "This child, what a rare low-key!"

Qiao Ran smiled. She was very satisfied with Siyan.

Her daughter was low-key and unassuming. Although she hesitated about her feelings, she was low-key and kind enough.

However, if this situation was not made public, it would be a great loss to siyan's reputation.

I hope she can be more open-minded...

...

Siyan and the others returned home after two days and two nights in country y.

In the past two days and nights, Xi Haoting was naturally accompanied throughout.

Siyan's attitude towards him was neither hot nor cold, just like that of an ordinary friend.

But for Xi Haoting, he was satisfied.

Before the security check, Siyan's things were carried by the bodyguards. Xi Haoting stood there, silently watching her back.

"Siyan..." Xi Haoting could not help but cry out and rushed over. When siyan turned around, his face had already enlarged in front of her eyes.

His kiss fell on her forehead.

Siyan was stunned for a few seconds, and xiao qiuqing coughed. Then she came back to her senses and gave Xi Haoting an angry look.