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However, Xi Mubai was invited by the magazine, and after filming, he had to prepare for an exclusive interview. What was strange was that the magazine had brought out a new issue of women: a new perspective, to put it bluntly, was to gather together the richest and most attractive boys in China, and take some photos that would lead to the display of male hormones, seduction, and, oh, no, attraction to women.

As the chief assistant, Xia Xing's goal was to get Xi Mubai out of bed. To say that fate's vortex was truly miraculous.

It was his first time meeting Xi Mubai, so he decided to negotiate with him. Now, he had come to Xi Mubai's house to hurry things up.

After experiencing her ex-boyfriend coming to see Xia Xing, Xia Xing didn't want to be entangled with love anymore. After all, it wasn't really ethical for her ex-boyfriend to come looking for her right now, even though Xia Xing no longer had a relationship with his boyfriend anymore.

But he still didn't want to face such a person.

Let her calm down first.

Lu Xun had a good saying, "A new generation of women must be independent and strong, not relying on men!"

Right, right, right. He wasn't relying on a man, so there was no need for him to fall in love. He wasn't interested in handsome boys! Xia Xing gritted his teeth, preferring to faint.

Aiya, isn't it just tomorrow taking pictures of him? Isn't it just seeing a man that I like but don't dare to say it? That's not necessary, I'll definitely be able to sleep.

One sheep, two sheep, three four. Five, six, seven …

Finally, the small room was filled with the light of dawn. After Xia Xing saw the room, she looked at her watch and saw that it was already 7 o'clock in the morning.

Uh... He didn't sleep for the entire night …

It's just a small Xi Mubai. I don't believe that these two dark circles around my eyes can't scare you to death.

Xia Xing had applied a lot of facial cream to his face, but it didn't cover those two huge dark circles under his eyes.

… ….

Ann Qianxi left with a heavy, lead-filled head and two big dark circles under her eyes.

The April weather was different from before. The sky was full of willow catkins. Those who didn't know this might have thought it was winter, but in reality, it was just the illusion that the catkins gave people.

It was already hot in April and the girls on the street were all wearing short dresses, showing off their figure. Of course, in the mourning hall, it was not just the short dresses, but the serious ones.

But what about the boys? No, they were more uncomfortable, wearing suits with a bow tie. Though the image will look a bit like a restaurant waiter.

Furthermore, it felt like the ancient people didn't need to invent any kind of firework. They just needed to stick the firewood onto their suits, while the people in the room could feel their faces.

Perhaps because they had seen too many separate hugs, the people here felt that they could open another mourning hall after a while.

The portrait was not taken with a portrait, but with a portrait. The woman in the portrait seemed to have raised her head at the sight of such a large figure. The person in the portrait was Ye Yuni's aunt.

Ye Yuni's aunt accurately said that her long hair was like Ye Yuni's father's. At the funeral, Ye Yuni's mother was talking to Ye Yuni in a cautious tone.

"Yuni, you said you couldn't not come to your aunt's funeral, you have to at least give your father some face, and when you were young, your aunt lent us a lot of money. If it weren't for that money, you wouldn't be so rich today, Yuni, why aren't you saying anything …"

Ye Yuni rolled her eyes at the button-down woman who was tying her coat behind her. She picked up the phone and used her high-pitched voice to break the silence on the other end.

"My aunt is nice to me? When I went to their house, I thought I wasn't wearing a famous brand and tried to drive me out of their house. When I found out that my dad was only willing to lend money to our house after doing business, and their family's interest was even higher than the bank's, I borrowed 100 thousand and in the end I paid back 500 thousand.

Ye Yuni's shrill soprano was broadcasted word by word into the hall outside. At that time, Ye Yuni's mother's expression was no better than that of the person in the portrait.

At this moment, the nurse who was buttoning up Ye Yuni's coat was trembling as she listened to the series of words on the phone that were even more intense than a machine gun.

At that time, she had the feeling that if Ye Yuni was a little more masculine, she would be a golden star in disguise. Wherever she went, someone respectfully called her Sister Jin.

Aiyo, hey little girl, you still have two faces. Ye Yuni doesn't even need to imitate, it's just the long-lost daughter of Venus.

If you want Ann Qianxi to say it, then stop imitating it. It is basically copying and pasting the golden star, or more accurately, surpassing the golden star, it should have been a Ye Yuni talk show just now. Any venomous tongue host should have given up their seats and let Ye Yuni go, and that venomous tongue host should have gone home to feed them.

The reason why Ye Yuni came to the hospital was because she fainted in the magazine that was looking at Chi Shaojun. At that time, Ann Qianxi also felt that this matter was weird, so she turned around and saw Chi Shaojun and fainted on the spot.

Then she was sent to the hospital. Ye Yuni's mother was still asking on the phone, where were you? Ye Yuni looked for a fatal blow, "I'm in the hospital, you can take care of your aunt when you have time, but you won't take care of your daughter. Alright, I won't tell you anymore. That elder sister behind me is going to send me to the operation room."

Ann Qianxi looked at her little sister, whose face was covered with pimples, and felt worried.

Ye Yuni hung up the phone and told the nurse behind her, "That big sister, do I have to put her in the operating room? "Oh, by the way, I forgot your name. Can I call you Luck?"

The little girl with acne was stunned for a moment, and without waiting for a reply, she was called that. Ye Yuni waved her hand and said, "It's quite convenient to communicate like this."

Who knew how many green lawn cleaners there were other than their servants? The old lady who cleaned the bathroom and the guard downstairs would use this name.

Ann Qianxi did nothing but listen to Ye Yuni's machine-gun barrage of mortar-like conversations throughout the morning.

People like Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu were all swindled by literary novels. Once they went out, they would think that they were studying literature. However, when you looked at Ye Yuni, she didn't even care about novels (her head hurt from reading novels).

To a certain extent, she was illiterate compared to Jia Wanrou, but she could speak brilliantly and have a venomous tongue. Perhaps this thing was something that she was carrying around with her mother in her womb.