Chapter 203

Mu Qinghuan was pale. Unexpectedly, Fengcheng suddenly mentioned that night

How did he know?

Is it a guess?

Guess!

When she left, make sure he wasn't awake.

So he couldn't have known it was her.

What's more, when Qiao Wenwen entered the private room, how could he guess that it was her?

"Not... Not me!" His face was a little chapped. Mu Qinghuan refused to admit it and even sneered, "how could it be me? Am I ill, taking care of you? You think too much! "

"Are you going to lie? Why don't you admit it? " No matter whether Mu Qinghuan admits it or not, Fengcheng takes out a stack of tapes from the car, "this is a video."

Boom——

Mu Qinghuan is surrounded by thunder.

So, in this video, how does she take care of him?

A good private room, there are videos?

"It's not the video in the room, it's at the door of the bathroom. At that time, my bodyguard dragged you into the room, and then you left in the morning..." every word that Feng Cheng vomited made Mu Qinghuan look silly, unable to refute.

"Yes What else can we do unless we admit it?

Mu Qinghuan nodded heavily, with a sense of recognition. After a few seconds of panic, he just calmed down. "Although we were separated, we got together and scattered. Seeing that you are dying, I'll do you a favor. Besides, your bodyguard dragged me in. Do you think I want to

"After all, it's true that you take care of me." With such an understanding, it seems like a good mood to seal the city.

Mu Qinghuan stressed in a high voice, "I can't help it. My conscience is so good. If I were anyone, I would not be able to save myself. Do you understand?"

But it didn't work. No matter how mu Qinghuan emphasized it, he didn't listen, "I was very sick that day? You're still holding me. "

"Mu Qinghuan simply stopped talking.

For a moment, the atmosphere stagnated.

"Quit the entertainment business." He made a sudden request.

"Goodbye." Coldly push open the door, Mu Qinghuan quickly get off.

"So hard? Do you have to crush your head and be bright? " Feng Cheng looked straight at her back, "my father knows, the news of your debut..."

"Oh. Is that right? " Mu Qinghuan suddenly between dimples like flowers, "I wait for your divorce notice."

Since Feng Qindong knows the news of her debut, if Feng Cheng wants to continue to work in Feng's family, he must obey Feng Qindong's orders and divorce her.

At this moment, Fengcheng eyes, full of satire, he immediately got off, Mu Qinghuan's figure has disappeared, he sneered again, stretched out his foot to kick the car tire!

When did he say he was going to divorce? That's what she wanted to get a divorce for

On the day of the exam, Mu Qinghuan was nervous and prayed to Buddha to study.

The previous three weeks of efforts, only rely on a test paper to determine the value, Mu Qinghuan feel desolate and ridiculous at the same time, treat the test paper silk unambiguously.

After finishing the exam, Mu Qinghuan can relax a lot for the time being.

But Li Tangyao intervened, "I've got a sub program for you, and the audience rating is very high."

"Brother six, you don't seem to be short of money, do you?" Mu Qinghuan sighed, "I don't want to have a little rest."

"Don't you want to be red? I'm packing you, fourth brother. I'm trying to give Joe warm publicity. I really can't pass it. Besides, what I'm arranging for you are all serious programs. What's bothering you? Don't you want to start your own business and give the fourth brother a look of disdain? " Li Tangyao belongs to the type who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

"Isn't she going to quit the entertainment business? Is she just talking about it?" Mu Qinghuan only thinks it funny.

The city was closed because Qiao wennuan quit, so he didn't want her

She Mu Qinghuan was so cheap.

Li Tangyao hears the overtones and asks, "why, don't you accept this program?"

"No, I'm going to take this show. I can make money!" Crooked head, Mu Qinghuan said himself extremely greedy.

Isn't it just on the show? What to be afraid of!

But mu Qinghuan never thought that he would meet Qiao warm on this program.

I think so. With such a popular program, Joe will be there for sure.

Not only that, Mu Qinghuan and Qiao Wenwen happen to compete in different groups. Whoever wins the highest score will become the next queen of singers.

The title of Queen singer is very popular. Joe's warm purpose is just for this.

However, Qiao Wenwen has the strength to be so confident, not only her singing skills are excellent, but also the most crucial point

Fengcheng is one of the judges!

Fourth brother, absolutely qualified to decide who can be promoted and who will be eliminated!

Backstage lounge.

"Fourth brother." After dressing up properly, Qiao wennuan took the wrist of Fengcheng, "unexpectedly, Miss Mu also participated in this competition. The key of this competition is to decide the final outcome. Will you help me to get the Queen's position?"

Fengcheng was thoughtful, but he didn't speak.

However, Joe warm as if he is the default!

Bang! The door has been pushed open!

"Fourth brother!" After sun Ziyang saw the visitor, his mouth would be crooked, and then he went to see Mu Qinghuan. He was a little nervous. "Fourth brother, you are in the wrong place. Qiao's warm rest room is next door."

"You go out." I didn't even look at Sun Ziyang, but he was indifferent to the command of Fengcheng.

I'm afraid I'll wear shoes for mu Qinghuan when I score the city, and my grandson will run away.

"I have to admit that you don't sing as well as her." That's what the city seal just said.

Mu Qing Huan was too lazy to Tucao, but said with great emotion, "why, brother four, you came here this time to make complaints about me?"

"Just to wake you up, don't cry when you lose the game." As soon as the voice of Fengcheng fell, Mu Qinghuan fell back and forth with a smile. "How can I cry?"

He reached out and stroked her red tear mole. "I'm really worried that you will cry."

Is not this woman cry much, just can have such tear mole?

"What are you doing?" His face suddenly changed, and Mu Qinghuan suddenly wanted to lean back.

"Nothing, just..." like something stuck in his throat, Feng Cheng pauses.

"I want to ask you... Can you tell? My tear mole, and her... "Mu Qinghuan took his hand!

"Must be... She looks better?"

Mu Qinghuan said in a low voice, "I won't cry, even if I lose the game, I won't cry..."

Who are you crying for? Who can sympathize with her?

"Want my high marks?" He suddenly pressed her on the shoulder and bumped her into one side of the wall. "Say, do you want to?"