Su turned to look out of the window in the evening. The night sky was dark and dotted with stars occasionally.
In fact, she has never sat so close to Li Qingqing, which is a bit like a friend.
Both of them were silent for a long time. Li Qingqing couldn't help but whisper: "love can't be forced, can't it?"
"Yes." Su Xiangwan finally gave a response.
Li Qingqing looked at Su Xiangwan with tears in her eyes, but she wanted to squeeze out a smile: "can you tell me how you let Mu Beiting fall in love with you?"
Asked about this, Su Xiangwan's eyes are a little far away.
Think of his hate at the beginning, think of his duplicity later, think of his tyranny, think of his rascal.
Her face softened involuntarily.
But she will not talk to Li Qingqing.
Looking at the haggard woman on her side, Su Xiangwan couldn't help thinking that if Li Qingqing didn't bother her any more, she would write off the past.
After all, living in this world, who is willing to bear the resentment of others by white.
Until they got off the plane, there was no communication between them.
Li Qingqing is a rare quiet, as if in secret grief.
Su Xiangwan naturally didn't feel that his mother had gone to comfort her, so she took a book and read it for a while.
Before long, she went to sleep again.
*
the next morning.
Su Xiangwan and Li Qingqing came out of the airport together.
Su Xiangwan was slow to pack things because of sleeping, but Li Qingqing went out first.
When Su Xiangwan packed up his things and came out, he saw a lot of paparazzi and reporters surrounded Li Qingqing crazily.
"Miss Li, I heard that you were expelled from the venue during fashion week. Is that true?"
"What do you think of Mr. William, the godfather of fashion, about your saying" not in line with fashion "
"May I ask why Mr. Song Ziming did not attend with you?"
"Is it true that there are rumors that you will get divorced?"
"After fashion week, I heard that you had been interviewed by several luxury brands. What do you think of your performance?"
A series of questions are machine gun like and noisy.
"I was asked out of the venue because of a misunderstanding. After that, the studio will issue a statement to explain."
"I don't have much contact with fashion, so I should learn more."
"Ziming is usually busy. We won't divorce."
……
Su looked back at night, lowered the brim of his hat, lowered his head and walked away.
In fact, I have to say that although Li Qingqing has no works to date, his reputation has been stir fried.
Before that, she sued song Ziming for rape, and later accused her of being pregnant and seducing him. She was expelled from the show at fashion week.
I have to say, she had a good heat.
Now, I'm afraid there is no one in China who doesn't know her, but it's red.
But then again, the reputation is too bad, also involves three outlooks and the bottom line, even if it is red, this road is particularly difficult to walk.
Su Xiangwan didn't think so much about it and went straight to the parking lot.
Mu Beiting was waiting for her early. As soon as he got on the bus, he gave Mu Beiting a big hug: "I miss you."
Mu Beiting stretched out his hand to catch her, until she fell steadily in his arms that moment, he felt much more secure.
"Every year? Why didn't you bring me here every year? " Su couldn't help speaking.
My grandmother took her away and said let's have a younger sister earlier.
Su Xiangwan's little face turned red and angrily thumped his chest: "nonsense. Grandma won't say that."