Chapter 456

Mu qiange realized that he had asked the wrong questions. It is naturally bad for a person to be so drunk.

Looking at him, he didn't want to say. Mu qiange changed the topic again and asked, "when will it be ok? I'm hungry."

"Right away." Jian Zheng replied coldly.

Soon, Jane Zheng put the fried eggs on the plate.

In order to wash a plate less, Muqian pigeon scoops up the fried egg with a shovel and sends it to his mouth to eat.

Even chopsticks are saved.

Jian Zheng was stunned. Is this still the Mu thousand pigeon with bright appearance and regarded as a goddess by everyone?

This slovenly image has been spread, and what?!

Thinking of this, Jane Zheng swept it from head to foot, with dishevelled hair, loose nightdress, barefoot on the floor, and bent over to eat fried eggs directly with a shovel

But it is undeniable that her skin is very good, good white and transparent. After sleeping all night, her face doesn't even have a little oily light.

No wonder she has mask in the fridge.

Mu Qian pigeon turned back after eating the fried egg and saw Jian Zheng looking at himself. He suddenly bubbled in his heart and lifted his messy hair: "looking at me?"

"You think too much." then Jane Zheng took two bites of fried eggs and ate them.

After eating, Jian Zheng handed the plates and chopsticks to Mu qiange: "you wash the dishes."

Then out of the kitchen.

A plate was easy to wash. Soon, Muqian pigeon chased out, touched his stomach and said, "I'm not full."

I didn't feel hungry, but after a fried egg was eaten, I felt hungry.

Afraid that he couldn't understand her words, mu qiange emphatically said: "I didn't eat last night. I can't eat a fried egg at all. I live on breakfast every day..."

Jane Zheng glanced at her, looked at her pointless face, as well as the thin and prominent bones of her wrists and shoulder blades, and understood that they all want to keep fit, so it is necessary to control their diet.

"Change your clothes." Jane Zheng said helplessly.

Mu thousand pigeons looked at him with eyebrows, not sure what he meant.

"Change clothes, go out to eat, do you eat mask in your house? I suspect your egg is out of date." Jane politics said the doubts in her mind.

There are only two eggs in the whole family, and they were found only through rummaging. Isn't it very doubtful?

Mu qiange immediately felt ashamed and didn't dare to refute.

Because she can't guarantee whether it's overdue. She doesn't even remember when she bought it.

I only remember using one last month when applying the mask.

Muqian pigeon has never been a pretentious woman, or maybe she is self willed, so she doesn't wash her hair and make up like most women.

She simply combed her hair, tied a ponytail at the back of her head, washed her face, wiped some skin care products, wore a mask and went out.

From going out for breakfast to going out, Jane Zheng only waited ten minutes.

Jane looked at her. She was wearing a low-key red and white sportswear.

But this dress, coupled with her ponytail, looks like a student, not next to the bright woman on the stage.

However, it makes people feel very comfortable.

Because mu qiange is a public figure, once recognized, it will cause a great sensation and even disrupt the order.

So instead of taking her to the breakfast shop on the street, Jane Zheng took her to a relatively high-end hotel in city a for breakfast.

This kind of place has few people and is relatively secret.

However, to Jane's surprise, she was recognized.

Halfway through their meal, Jane Zheng had found someone passing by or pointing at them behind their back.

And he clearly found that they were referring to Mu thousand pigeons.

To simplify politics is sensitive, but even the nervous mu qiange noticed something wrong. She turned her head and instructed her people to pretend to talk or look at her mobile phone immediately.

Mu thousand pigeons bowed their heads and regretted, "I knew I came out with a hat."

Jane Zheng can do nothing about it. He never wears a hat and can't help her.

But he kindly comforted: "the management here is not bad. It should not cause any sensation. Just be careful when you leave."

Mu thousand pigeons nodded, which is the only way.

But gradually, mu qiange felt that there was something wrong with the way people looked at her. If they liked her fans, they would come up and ask for a group photo or signature. If they didn't like her, they wouldn't take her seriously. There's no need to talk behind her.

"What on earth are they talking about?" Muqian pigeon felt very strange and asked himself with chagrin.

She wondered for a while, the phone suddenly blew up. Mu qiange saw that it was the agent's phone. Because there was an announcement today, she immediately connected: "I woke up and pick me up in two hours."

"Aunt! You're hiding at home today. Don't go out." the agent's tone was a little anxious.

Hearing the speech, Mu thousand pigeons could not help but wring their eyebrows and asked, "hide? Why do I hide? Isn't there an announcement today?"

"Still notice?! I've cancelled all the announcements these days..."

Speaking of this, the agent felt wrong and asked keenly, "aren't you at home?"

"No, I'm having breakfast outside..." she said, looking at Jane Zheng.

The agent suddenly felt that the first two were big: "with whom? With simplified administration?"

"Well, what's the problem?" Mu qiange heard that the agent's tone was wrong.

"Of course there's a problem! You were secretly photographed and made headlines early in the morning. Don't you know?!"

With that, the agent breathed out and comforted her: "but don't worry, I've found a public relations company."

Mu qiange's eyes are sinking. If the public relations company is useful, the agent won't be so anxious and won't let her go out.

She quickly opened the microblog. She was the first one in the hot search, and the title was disgusting at first sight, directly attacking her good image.

I finally understand why the people around me are pointing at her.

She put the phone back to her ear: "if public relations is useful, hot search will not last forever."

The agent heaved a deep breath, how could he not know, so he just didn't want her to worry.

Fear affected her mood.

"Say goodbye and cancel. Pick me up two hours later." Mu qiange said decisively.

"What?! if caught by a reporter, he will hold on to it." the agent asked worried.

"What era is it now, the network information age? Once you get caught in a scandal, it will be cold if you don't show up for a week, and you'll never mix up again. Don't you know that?!" Mu qiange's tone is threatening.

The agent wiped the cold sweat silently. How could he not know!

But he had been ordered by Mr. Lu Lichuan before, so he didn't dare to let mu qiange face the storm.

Otherwise, if he were any artist, he would not be able to push him out to block the gun.