After conquering the male supporting role, the male protagonist became jealous

"A Ming, you make me feel really insecure. Let's just forget it."

"Wife, don't say such stupid things." He Ming's voice was a little cold.

Zhou Yunzi lowered her eyelids, with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

"You said that to me at school last time. Now I feel really sad whenever I think of what you said. I feel like I really can't be with you anymore."

The always proud girl sobbed pitifully in his arms. A smile appeared on He Ming's brows, and he rubbed the top of Zhou Yunzi's head.

"What should I do for you to forgive me?"

Ten minutes later, Zhou Yunzi, sitting in the passenger seat, changed all the passwords in He Ming's phone to her birthday, and also changed the background of his Moments to a photo of him and her.

She posted another message on her Moments that was only visible to Bai Ling.

——A photo of He Ming kissing her cheek.

Whenever I think of Bai Ling coming to Jingbei full of anger, and returning to Ancheng full of anger.

She was in a very good mood.

He Ming, who was driving, tilted his head to look at Zhou Yunzi, who was smiling with her eyebrows curved: "Are you happy?"

Zhou Yunzi snorted and laughed: "Next time if you make me angry again, it won't be as simple as changing the password."

Zhou Yunzi felt a flash of disappointment.

While changing the password, she quickly flipped through He Ming's phone.

I didn't see any clues.

She guessed that He Ming must have another mobile phone, so he dared to give this phone to her to change the password.

Having coffee splashed all over him only caused Bai Ling some annoyance.

Zhou Yunzi felt annoyed.

She really lived in vain in her previous life, as she didn't even catch any flaws in He Ming.

Starting over again in this life, everything has to start from scratch.

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The temperature suddenly dropped sharply that night when Zhou Lingshu arrived in Haicheng, and she was wearing a thin windbreaker.

The rehearsal ended in the evening.

As soon as she came out of the venue, she was startled by the cold.

To make matters worse, she was wearing a long skirt under her windbreaker...

Zhou Lingshu secretly cursed himself for preferring demeanor over warmth; now his upper and lower rows of teeth were chattering from the cold.

He hugged his arms and his face was blue from the cold.

Zhu Qian on the side said sarcastically: "I told you to wear more, but you insisted on wearing this little."

Zhou Lingshu's lips curled slightly: "Are you worried about me?"

Zhu Qian retracted her gaze and said disdainfully: "I'm just worried that you might catch a cold and affect the performance on stage."

Zhou Lingshu raised his eyebrows and said nothing more.

She shook her legs and went aside to talk to two other classmates.

The damn bus hasn't come yet.

If I had known earlier, I would have agreed to let He Qishen arrange a car to pick her up. Why would she suffer the cold here?

The weather in Haicheng wasn’t that cold two days ago.

The temperature suddenly dropped today and a strong wind blew. The cold wind blew on her face, often making her feel breathless.

Under the dim street lights, a black Porsche slowly drove towards this side.

The car stopped in front of Zhou Lingshu.

The rear window rolled down, and He Qishen's face appeared in Zhou Lingshu's sight.

At this time, the driver had already opened the back door.

"Madam, please get in the car."

The classmates around her all looked at her, and Zhou Lingshu felt like a social dead end.

She turned and looked at the teacher beside her: "Teacher, why don't you come with me? It's very cold today."

The teacher was not wearing thick clothes and was shaking his legs to keep warm.

"No, no, you can go back first, our car will be here soon."

The teacher quickly waved his hand to refuse.

She knew that Zhou Lingshu's new husband was a prominent figure, so the teacher naturally did not dare to disturb their private time.

What's more, she brought a group of students with her.

Zhou Lingshu said goodbye to his teachers and classmates, turned around and got on the car.

As soon as she got into the car, the heater in the car wrapped her tightly, and the coldness on her body dissipated a lot immediately.

"Why do you wear so little?"

He Qishen stared at her with a hint of reproach in his eyes.

Zhou Lingshu slowly exhaled and leaned back in his chair: "How would I know the temperature would drop suddenly?"

The weather forecast is not accurate at all!

"Didn't you say you were too late to come back?" Why are you back again?

In the end, she didn't say the latter sentence under He Qishen's cold eyes.

I learned that He Qishen would not come to Haicheng.

She was excited for a long time.

As a result, as soon as she arrived in Haicheng, He Qishen also came.

The man raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "Of course I won't miss your performance."

He Qishen held her cold hands in his palms to warm her.

The warmth from the man's warm, dry big hands came through the back of her hand, and Zhou Lingshu suddenly thought of the few times she had performed on stage before.

It seems like He Qishen is here too.

Zhou Yunzi was there too.

At that time, she thought that He Qishen, the big ice cube, went there because he wanted to have more contact with Zhou Yunzi.

They were sitting far apart.

But she never felt anything was wrong.

Zhou Lingshu stretched his neck and said to the driver in front of him, "Let's go to the hotel."

Even though she didn't say the name, the driver would definitely know which hotel it was. They were not originally going to stay in this hotel, and He Qishen couldn't resist her insistence on staying in the hotel, so he asked Tang Ji to contact the school to change their hotel.

Of course, the expenses were paid by He Qishen.

Zhou Lingshu felt a little complicated about this matter.

She and Zhou Yunzi were not in the same junior high school, as the school had a study tour at that time.

The same time as Zhou Yunzi’s school.

The accommodation conditions booked by the school are very average.

She didn't sleep well during those days and broke out in a rash that took more than half a month to heal.

The next day after she returned home, she learned from her grandmother that her mother had contacted the school early in the morning to change the hotel where Zhou Yunzi would stay during her study tour to a five-star hotel.

She called Feng Xue the night she arrived.

She said she wasn’t used to the living situation and wanted to change hotels.

Feng Xue said in a high-sounding manner that everyone else was used to living there except her, and accused her of being pretentious.

She was furious.

She didn't sleep that night because her whole body was itchy.

After she knew about this, she wanted to find Feng Xue to argue with her, but Feng Xue was on a business trip abroad with her father at that time.

It has been a month since I came back, and I haven't brought her a gift.

I only brought it to Zhou Yunzi.

She had argued with Feng Xue about the gift at that time and had forgotten about it.

When they arrived at the hotel, Zhou Lingshu wrapped He Qishen's coat around himself as well.

She is most afraid of the cold in winter.

Seeing how cold she was, He Qishen felt a little helpless: "Bring a thicker coat next time you go out."

"I'll have someone send some thick clothes over later. Take a bath first when you get back."

Zhou Lingshu tilted his head: "I've sent you to the door, you should go back quickly."

She was very decisive in ordering the guest to leave.

There is a performance tomorrow, and she doesn't dare let He Qishen in.

What's more, whenever she thought about Cen Huan and the possibility that He Qi Shen had been intimate with Cen Huan every day during his time abroad, she could not accept continuing to sleep with He Qi Shen.

"I didn't book a room, I'll sleep with you."

He Qishen opened Zhou Lingshu's bag to look for the room card while holding her in his arms.

"Ugh~"

A strong feeling of nausea came from his stomach, and Zhou Lingshu retched.

She dry-heaved several times before gradually calming down.

He Qishen swiped the room card and pulled the person into the room. He pursed his lips tightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed across his eyes.

"Ah Shu, when was the last time you had that?"