Chapter 1581

Miao Zixing doesn't want to hear anything, and doesn't want to ask why.

Why does he change his mind when he wants to get married? What's wrong with her? When did he change his heart? Or did he like her?

It doesn't matter. She won't stick around. Even if she wants to break up, it's her turn to talk.

This is her final dignity.

Miao Zixing doesn't dare to look at his face, for fear that she will cry, question and beg, and make a behavior that even she despises.

She hugged her arms in the evening breeze, and looked at the colorful building lighting show outside. The glory and prosperity of the imperial capital remained, but she seemed to return to the cold winter.

She tried to hold the corner of her mouth, extremely relaxed casual said: "you don't have to be angry, break up such a common thing, our acting circle happens from time to time, it's no big deal."

"You have been abroad for a long time. I find that I can get married without you. I'm sure I won't get married. Master CEN is worried about it. Don't be afraid that I will force her to get married. There are so many handsome guys around me. Are you afraid that I can't get married?"

"I'm with you, young master Cen, to expand the resources around me. Aren't you just flirting with me on the spot, just getting what you need, and then you won't interfere with each other."

CEN Qian looked at her like a stranger, not only surprised and shocked, but also furious.

He asked coldly, "are you with me for the resources around me?"

Miao Zixing quite amorous feelings to help him pat the invisible dust on his shoulder, slightly coquettish and noble said: "our entertainment industry, resources are really important, thank you for the care of Mr. Cen for so long, now I don't need, break up."

She turned and walked into the banquet hall, her high heels unsteady, and she did not dare to stop.

I can't look at him any more. I'm afraid I can't help crying.

Miao Zixing blinks desperately. She takes a deep breath. From the mirror on the wall, she sees Cen Jiqian coming up. She quickly walks into the hall, holding the man standing at the high table.

Xing Ji set up a professional defensive heart, turned to see her, asked: "what's the matter?"

Before Miao Zixing could speak, CEN Jiqian said, "Xing Ji, is that you?"

Voice word by word from the teeth squeeze out, how to listen to the temperature of ice slag.

Xing Ji felt cold behind his head. He turned around and said, "master Cen, I don't know..."

Miao Zixing's hand strengthened. She held his arm tightly, looked up at him admiringly, and said gently, "Xingji, didn't you say you want to propose to him? As long as you promise me one thing, I can think about it. "

Xing Ji is at a loss. What's the proposal? Does this woman want to kill him.

I don't know if being killed by Cen Jiqian is a death on duty?

Miao Zixing helped him tidy his tie and said, "your work is so dangerous. You often go on business and use knives and guns all day long Next time you see my parents, remember to say that you are a special assistant to President Qin, not a guard, or my parents won't agree. "

When Xing Ji saw the wind and rain coming on Cen's face, his eyes were filled with murderous air. It was like a grain of grass on his back.

He wanted to clarify, Miao Zixing took the initiative to hold him, said in his ear: "help me once, please."

Young master Xing Cen said, "I'll be happy if I don't know what to get along with you."

CEN Qian's eyes were stained with the coldness from hell, "dare you say it again?"