C7

"Today the form teacher asked us to fill in the matriculation form. What major did you fill in?"

Shen Miaomiao had a cigarette in her mouth. Her personality was completely different from Lu Qingzhou. Even Lu Qingzhou did not know when she had become this kind of close friend with this kind of girl.

"Movie show."

"It's for the Conferred Yan again?"

Shen Miaomiao coldly snorted. She really wanted to ruthlessly strike the head of Lu Qingzhou who had been poisoned by Feng Zi's beauty. She really did not know when she would wake up from her dream.

"No."

Lu Qingzhou denied it, but since she was young, did she not do it because of Feng Ziyan?

"I just like acting. I've also been studying things in this field. If I don't report it to the film industry, I don't know what other specialties are suitable for me."

She didn't know if she should explain it to Shen Miaomiao or to herself.

"Feng Ziyan, do you know that you're more fan than any of your fans? You are simply a loyal fan of his in the next life, the next life. "

The roar of planes passing through the clouds engulfed Shen's wonderful chatter.

When Lu Qingzhou returned home, she was the only one other than Sister Xia.

Feng Ziyan appeared like a puff of smoke, but disappeared after a while. Just like three years ago, there was no phone call and no text message. He didn't ask his wife to notify her of anything. He came when he came and left as if he hadn't been here before.

This trip took another half a year.

Half a year later, Lu Qingzhou had successfully graduated from high school and was admitted to the Z University's performing arts department with excellent grades. What surprised her was that Shen Miaomiao had actually registered to the same university's director department as her. On the day that she received the notice of admission, she did not know whether to laugh or cry, not knowing which side of Shen Miaoxuan's brain was in the wrong path, and had even scolded her as a loyal fan half a year ago.

"I was afraid that someone would bully you. If I became a great director one day, you would be the most popular female lead. You don't have to follow any unwritten rules, how great would that be?"

Lu Qingzhou held the straw and stirred the cup of hot milk tea. Forget it, she only wanted to walk forward purely with the steps of Feng Ziyan. She did not really intend to become a figure whose beauty would spread throughout the world.

"Not all famous actresses rely on unwritten rules. I believe that the world still relies on strength."

Shen Miaomiao spat out a beautiful smoke ring and took a sip from her coffee cup with her finger holding the cigarette between her lips.

"I say, Lu Qingzhou, are you really stupid or are you just pretending to be stupid? Where did so much strength come from in this world? Although Feng Ziyan has not treated you well, your Feng Family has treated you well. Just go and report to the industry and commerce department for a job after graduation to get a salary from the Feng Family Group. How comfortable it is.

What? Ever since she was young, she had been branded as the Feng Family's second young mistress. Was she the one to decide whether or not to marry him? And when she knew that she was finally going to be his wife, that feeling was too much for her.

"My son Yan is giving me 10,000 yuan every month for living expenses. The money he's given me in these three years is 420,000 yuan, so I can't use it all up."

"What?"

Shen Miaomiao was so excited that she nearly knocked over her coffee cup.

"420,000?" Does that mean he's still trying to cash in on your card? Then why the fuck did you come out to play? Everyday, you only have to walk around the streets to make face. I think you should think of a way to give him up. You can get pregnant directly and capture his Golden Turtle tightly, and even if you want to get a divorce in the future, with his status and value, you can at least split the wealth between you and him by at least a few hundred million. You won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life. "

Divorce.

She didn't even think about it. The milk tea in her cup was swirling in deep, shallow swirls, and even if she did want to leave, she would have to see his people first. Lu Qingzhou's silence made Shen Miaomiao shut her mouth. After a long while, she finally spat out a few words.

"He hasn't come back yet?"

"Busy."

Lu Qingzhou picked up the milk tea cup and used the smile on his face to cover the infinite disappointment in his heart. He pretended to drink a small mouthful, and he forcefully swallowed the bitter taste despite it being sweet.