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omitted.

He buried himself in the miso soup, and stuffed a piece of salt-fried salmon into his mouth.

Seeing her son's unsatisfactory performance, the mother is anxious, and according to their arrangement, she will return to Tokyo today, and she will implement this matter no matter what, so as not to cause complications——

"So, Kyoko... When are you going to come back to Matsunoen to help me?"

Jingzi was about to pick up a piece of seaweed, but when she heard Bupo's mother's question, she hurriedly put down her chopsticks.

"If... If my aunt really needs someone at the end of the year - I can also work hard to coordinate with the office and come back to help you." Debts must be repaid, this is Mogami Kyoko's consistent principle.

"Pfft—" Buposhang almost spit out the rice in his mouth, but fortunately he stopped this indecent behavior that would definitely be scolded by his mother at a critical moment.

Bupo's mother glanced at her son, and then smiled kindly at Jingzi: "Office?"

"...Yes, I am also doing some work in the entertainment industry." Kyoko said bluntly.

Bupo's mother, who didn't expect this answer, frowned and turned to look at Bupo: "What the hell are you doing? It's fine if you do such a stupid thing to show your face, why can't even take care of Kyoko, and let her also With you……"

"It's irrelevant, it's my choice, Auntie." Kyoko put her hands on her knees and said seriously.

Bupomu couldn't understand more and more what was going on between the two young people, but her brows were worried: "Don't let my Shotaro treat you badly, Kyoko, I've made an agreement with Shotaro, if things are settled... , you can go back to Songnoen this year..."

"Things?" Kyoko didn't know what to do.

The sound of chopsticks being placed on the plate can be clearly heard.Bu Po Shang sat up straight: "I've finished eating."

Jingzi was startled by the sound, what the hell is this kid doing?

"No po, did you tell Kyoko?" After giving them a whole night last night, it seemed that Kyoko still didn't know anything.

He stood up hesitantly.

Jingzi raised her face, as if she hadn't looked at him from this angle for a long time, his legs were still as slender as before, and when viewed this way, it seemed out of reach.

Is it because of the angle? This is the first time she has seen such an indifferent expression.

"I said earlier that I have no interest in such a woman."

……

What is he saying?

"What are you talking about?!" Bupomu was obviously more surprised than her.

Buposhang only raised the corner of one side of his mouth, leaned down suddenly, and hooked Jingzi's chin with his index finger. The usual cynical taste still flashed in his starry eyes, so he lowered his tone of voice, as if all the words he spoke were It was generally said from the mouth: "You also remember, it is very vulgar, and very - boring."

Jingzi narrowed her eyes. Of course, she had rehearsed this line countless times in her mind, but what was the purpose of being put on the stage at this moment.

And raising her chin so frivolously is dry hair!

Before she had time to knock off that hairy hand, he pulled it back as if he had counted the time, and spread his hands at the poor mother: "This guy doesn't suit me at all, I don't want to marry this kind of woman." After finishing speaking, he lifts his foot chicly and goes out.

The gang left a stunned, angry woman in place.

"Shoutaro...Shoutaro, come back to me——!!!!" Bupomu, who had reacted, got up and chased after him.

What the heck...

It's all about what.

Kyoko rubbed her molested chin, unable to figure out why.

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It is difficult to connect this woman with a housewife without looking carefully.

A capable dark blue business attire, a well-wrapped A-line skirt over the knees, and a pair of high-heeled shoes making a crisp and regular sound on the granite corridor.Although fine grains could be vaguely seen blooming from the corners of the eyes by the side of the rolled-up hair, the spirit in the woman's eyes did not fade with time at all.

In stark contrast to the side of the "Akasong" family who caressed her husband and taught her children, the woman was talking on the phone while giving a professional nod and smile to her colleagues who had left the meeting.

What others don't know is that this smile is also returned to the hostess of the voice on her phone.

"So, Kyoko, my Shotaro can't speak too much, so I might trouble you to do this work, Mei. 』

"I also want to have a good talk with her about this matter." Chisong Sprouts paused, his sideways gaze passed the shiny elevator door, and a slightly tired face was reflected in the silver metal. "But there are always some worries..."

how many years?

For a moment, the person in front of him couldn't even recognize himself.

Thinking of the last call, her decision, can she still accept herself?

A persuasion from a mother whom I haven't seen in over ten years?

As if hearing the reason for the worry in the woman's words, Bupo's mother on the other end of the phone said comfortingly: "After all, she is my biological mother. Even if I have any hatred for you, after meeting, the two of you have made it clear. It will fade away with time, not to mention that she has always longed to see you in her heart. 』

After all, she is her biological mother...for such a reason.

There was a bitter smile on Chisong Sprout's lips, it would never be enough for that stubborn child...and...

But, you must see her!

I thought that leaving her in that simple and traditional capital city and handing her over to that conservative couple would make her life as peaceful and peaceful as she wished. She never thought about all the conventional things, and finally fell into an unexpected vicious circle.

No matter how much he hesitated, it was also because of this idea that he was scattered.

Even if you hate me again, even... I hate you again... Even if you never see each other again because of this time, I will definitely let you quit there!

Let's go back to Kyoto like this, Kyoko.

That's not your place.

"—Sprouts? 』

"I will persuade her to return to the capital, as for the unbreakable marriage..."

"I know you don't like Ah Shang doing those jobs that show up on TV, and our husband and wife don't want to, but this point is probably hard to change. Because of this, their father and son are still unwilling to meet, but you have to believe Me, after all, Kyoko was brought up by me alone, and besides her, I can't find another satisfactory wife. After getting married, she only needs to live in Kyoto with peace of mind. I won't let Shotaro affect her. , As for their relationship... You know it too, don't you... There is no need to worry about the relationship of more than ten years. 』

Chisong Sprout responded, her calm face concealed her turbulent thoughts, but her left hand around her chest revealed her uneasiness.However, with all of this, is there a choice?At least compared to finding a new support for Kyoko, not breaking the family should give her more happiness, and the foundation of the relationship with the child is in front of him, this is the only way out.

The knuckles holding the mobile phone turned slightly white subconsciously, and many uncertain causes and effects were mixed together in my mind. After a long while, I made a decision: "Well, next week, I will go to her. If this matter is settled Alright, from now on——Kyoko will leave it to you."

As if a stone had fallen from my heart, the voice on the other end of the phone obviously relaxed a lot, with a smile unique to middle-aged women, "Don't worry, even though we haven't seen each other for so long, I can see how much you care about her." In your eyes, you have never cut off the monthly maintenance fee, I believe Kyoko will change her attitude after knowing that you have not abandoned her...』

"Don't tell her." Chisong Sprout abruptly interrupted the encouragement at the other end: "It's fine now."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "...I don't want to ask why, that boy Shotaro, I will urge him to be more active. It's better to do this matter sooner, so that Kyoko won't get involved with him in a place like Tokyo." Get into any bad habits. 』

After exchanging pleasantries again and again, the conversation finally came to an end.

It was only then that Chisong Sprout realized that he still hadn't moved away from the elevator.

The woman in the reflection has an ordinary face, good features but not too distinctive, only a pair of eyes, the aura revealed makes people feel familiar, firm, and resolute, and seems to be able to get away from this touch. I found traces of my youth in my breath.

As if she didn't want to face the things in the mirror, she lowered her head, gently rubbed the center of her brows with her fingertips, and let out a long breath.

"Sorry, it is my fault--"

"stream."

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"What are you doing." The slender legs kicked the figure squatting in front of the cardboard box, it is undeniable that she is not broken - looking from behind, she is still as thin as ever, just like the only girl in his memory.

But now the way she looked at her was different. He noticed the round shoulders wrapped in a tight-fitting sweater. The just-right curves smoothly outlined the girl's beautiful figure. The skin on the delicate neck revealed a light pink to transparent halo, making her People imagine that as long as the fingers are lightly touched, it will bounce lightly.

Damn, what happened.He turned his head unnaturally.

"Why are all your things in my box?" Jingzi muttered from the other end, and he couldn't help but follow the sound again.

Kyoko clasped her knees with one hand to keep her balance, and raised an old photo album high at him with the other.

Looking down at her stubborn eyes full of dissatisfaction so condescendingly, Bu Po suddenly felt something hit her heart.

Under the hint of diverting attention, Bupo snatched the photo album, flipped through it casually, all were old photos of himself when he was young, and there was also her shadow in them, he couldn't help smiling evilly, and hurriedly stopped the car to prevent her from finding out : "It's nothing, why are you flipping through my things!"

"Who wants to rummage through your things?" Jingzi turned back and continued to rummage through the cardboard boxes: "When I left Kyoto last time, there was a lot of things that I didn't have time to tidy up. My aunt put them away when she was cleaning the room. Let me see what I have to bring. Let's go." She frowned, then turned around and emphasized, "This is my box, don't say it as if I'm interested in your things."

Just as he was talking, a few photos fell out of the photo album that Bupo casually held in his hand, perhaps because it was randomly stuffed in it at the beginning.

The two bent down reflexively to pick up those photos, but unfortunately their heads bumped into each other.

"It hurts!" Kyoko exclaimed, because the wound from the previous collision had not fully healed, and this collision happened to touch the scabbed scar.

Because at the moment when the distance was close, the girl's fragrant breath passing by the tip of his nose made him flustered again and again, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to caress the forehead he hit, and asked angrily, "Is your head full of lead?" It's so hard." The habitual complaint stopped when her eyes touched her face that was too painful to answer.

She was squinting at him, with a "you're an asshole" expression written on her palm-sized face.

But why the more he looked at it, the more he felt that her annoyed appearance was...cute?

It must be because my mother told me too much, and I have too many brains, and today I look at the woman of Mogami Kyoko, and she doesn't look right... Although he reluctantly admits that he likes this woman Stupid woman, but what's the matter with this feeling that the other party is full of temptation at any time? Is he sick?

Not wanting to think about this complicated emotional issue anymore, he reached out to pick up the photo, intending to insert it back into the photo album. The photo in his hand was the background of the stage. In the photo, he was frivolous in his teens, singing with a microphone , the colorful spotlights are hard not to remind people of the enthusiasm and madness of the scene at that time.

"When was this photo taken?" He wondered.

Jingzi straightened up and leaned over, and recognized it at a glance: "Jingdu's Ledu Newcomer Festival." She said the origin of the photo so easily, but she suddenly realized something and stopped talking.

"You took the picture?" Bupo didn't miss this opportunity, glanced at her and smiled.

She didn't make a sound, but I thought it was acquiescing. At that time, there was no shortage of her within a certain range of her body. Even if she didn't break the order and prohibition, she would sneak into the enemy's camp. Now that I think about it, it is precisely because of this that people will get tired of it. .

But Bupo didn't intend to relive the photo by himself, but slowly approached her, as if to ask her to say something to the photo.

"Oh!" Jingzi raised his head suddenly, Bupo was taken aback and froze in place.

"—You won the championship in that competition, but it seems that you have encountered some unpleasant episodes." Some images seemed to flash in Jingzi's mind, which made her feel very familiar, and she felt that she should remember it.

When she mentioned this, Bupo also tilted his head, and picked up a few photos below. Most of these photos were in a series, and they were all about the game that day. Most of the photos were unsurprisingly centered on him, but there was one There seems to be some confusion in the scene. Although he is also in the center of the picture, the surrounding crowd seems to be a little commotion, and a few security personnel in the corner of the photo rushed to the stage.

He has participated in countless competitions, but this competition is the last decisive battle before he leaves Kyoto. It is the victory of this competition that makes him determined to leave Kyoto for development in Tokyo in the future, so although it has been several years However, in terms of impressions, there are still some.

In the end what happened……

He stared at the photo intently, and gradually, a vague shadow became clear from his memory.

[You thief!Stealer - not worthy of being a champion at all! ]

Like a thing floating slowly from the water, the memory ripples in circles.

[If you don't break it, please remember, we will definitely repay this hatred! ]

The shadow of the memory standing in the middle of the water is both familiar and strange.

By the way, this person...

That shadow stood in front of the stage that day, its angry eyes tied him so firmly that it was hard to breathe, he didn't know why, there was a broken bass that was thrown up on the ground beside his feet, until the security personnel stopped the commotion, the shadow was dragged out of the theater...

At that time, there was no light under the stage, only the afterglow reflected by the spotlight made the edge of the stage faintly illuminated, the silhouette of the shadow, the facial features...

"Reno!"

A name sounded from her mouth beside her.

That's right, it's him!

Bupo's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I remembered, because he threw things at you at that time, so I paid more attention to him later. Although the face is a little different from before, it is indeed Renault!"

"This can also explain why he has been targeting me since his debut—" and initially used stealing songs as a means.

"So Renault and you have already met in Kyoto!" A truth was revealed, and Jingzi was a little excited. After all, this person was her lingering shadow for a period of time. I can't adapt to the resentment of Beijing.Since you are an enemy, of course you must know yourself and your enemy: "But why did he conflict with you that day?"

Although she also asked Bupo after the competition, but Master Bupo was in a very bad state at that time, and he didn't say anything except calling that person a lunatic and saying that he was unlucky. Diluted by the joy of celebrating victory.

Buposhang paused for a moment, then simply sat down and played with the photos in his hand: "I didn't know at the time, but after thinking about it afterwards, I finally got a clue."

Jingzi was immediately curious. After all, Lei Nuo tied her and Bupo together, so it would be good to know more about the situation.

With Bupo's intermittent recollection, the matter returned to a rough outline - it turned out that at that time, Bupo's repertoire in the finals was not entirely written by him, but was heard by someone humming somewhere during the period before the competition. Tiao Tiao, because the song is really good, he memorized it immediately, hummed it over and over again and revised it after going back, and it became the trump card in the final competition, but now thinking about it, maybe the song he heard at the beginning was Renault Their band’s original original repertoire for the final competition (because the final competition required original repertoire), because they did not break the order of their performances before Renault, it would directly give people a preconceived impression, which led to the result of Renault’s troubled out.But for this matter, Bupo has no sense of guilt, because he thinks that he is not plagiarizing, but just heard this melody somewhere, and modified and added it in his own style. There are still some differences between the two pieces, and more The key is that according to his personal conclusion, his wonderful performance is the decisive factor for winning.

"Cheek-skinned..." After listening to the ins and outs, and seeing his arrogance and arrogance, Jingzi disdains.

"You didn't say that before." Bupo is noncommittal, the facts can prove everything, he is indeed better than Renault in the final repertoire, otherwise, that group of people would not just throw their instruments and leave angrily, and now his popularity is even more Proof of strength.

Now that he knew the truth, Jingzi's doubts and curiosity turned into inexplicable: "So the whole thing has nothing to do with me at all, why did he come to me? If you cause trouble, clean up the way out. Innocent people get dragged in."

"He doesn't think you're innocent." Buposhang leaned forward and approached her, with a teasing smile on his rebellious expression: "At the beginning, you were always around me, and after we arrived in Tokyo, we entered the entertainment industry together. World, and filming the MV together, what do you think he can think? This is called - hate the house and the black."

Kyoko looked like she stepped on dog shit, and leaned back slightly to avoid his approach.

"So in fact, I should go to him to discuss and stand on the same front." Her tone did not contain any hint of joking.

Bupo frowned: "Do you dare?" One Dun Helian is not enough, is this stupid woman planning to fight him to the end?

Ignoring his displeasure, Kyoko half-closed her eyes, revealing a trace of contempt in the slits, her pink lips curled up frivolously, and she seemed to be a different person in front of Bupo at that moment, "Why not, I It's not Kyoko who you can round or flatten."

The air seemed to be torn open at that moment, and there was a brief silence.

"Do you really think that changing your name means changing your person?"

"Why should I change? The real me is like this, but you can't accept it." Jing Dan got up, patted the dust on his body, and picked up the packed package at his feet.

In the package, apart from some of her own little things from the past, there were also several stacks of old letters. She subconsciously pressed the letters deep into the package with her hands, not wanting Bupo to notice.

"You can fool yourself, but you can't fool me." Bupo simply leaned against the bookcase behind him, put his slender arms on his raised knees, and looked up at her: "You are still you, you have never changed with me."

The half-suggestive pun was exchanged for Jing Zilin's insignificant sentence before leaving the house——

"You have changed."

With her back to him, she left this room with memories, one step, two steps, three steps...

"Kyoko, let's get married."

That voice seemed to be far away in the world, but it was close at hand.

The pace stopped.

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Artist public rest area of ​​LME office.

There are people in twos and threes in the spacious hall with bright and clean windows. Ten o'clock in the morning is the prime time for hibernation or for interviews. Artists who can relax in the rest area at this time are mostly stealing half a day's leisure.

Qianhe Sayin put on a typical friendly smile of a female artist, but under the hypocritical smile was full of impatience.

While pretending to answer the reporter's question, she couldn't stop looking at the figure walking not far away with her bright colored contact lenses.

"So this marriage is due to the consideration of the entire Qianhe family, or is it simply due to the consideration of Miss Qianhe and Mr. Yu Shihong?" The bloody reporter still unyieldingly asked the same bloody question, This made Chizuru Sain very, very unhappy.

"I don't think this belongs to the relevant scope of my new play," she tilted her head and smiled, then reached out to greet the reporter behind her: "Hi, Tsuruga-kun, good morning."

The reporter followed the prestige, and as expected, he saw a tall and straight man three feet behind him. Well, there was another delicate and gentle man behind him.

Tsuruga Ren gently twitched the corner of her mouth: "Ms. Qianzuru, good morning." She didn't seem to be surprised by Qianzu Saine's seemingly familiar greeting.

"Is there no announcement this morning?"

"There is an interview at 10:30, and I made an appointment here because I have to rush to the scene in the afternoon." He put his hands in his pockets, and his tall and broad shoulders pulled out a tight-fitting turtleneck pullover in a good line. The glazed white The half-sleeved stand-up collar windbreaker looks like the latest work of an Italian designer this year. Without such a height and figure, there is no second person in Japan who can wear it with style.

Tsuruga Lian wanted to know everyone, but maybe it was a newcomer in the entertainment industry, and it was the first time that he came into contact with the Japanese superstar at such close distance. The reporter of the entertainment newspaper was stunned for a long time without saying a word, and even forgot his task of interviewing.

Also in a daze was She who was following Tsuruga Lian, he couldn't understand when Lian and Qianhe Sain had such an intimate relationship.

If I remember correctly, when I came back from the cemetery in Milan last time, Lian was in a very, very bad mood.

Is there any gossip plot that I missed?

"Tsuruga-kun is indeed Tsuruga-kun, and he will never be busy with work." Qianhe Sain suppressed the sourness in her words, thinking about the interview with the second-rate tabloid opposite her, she couldn't help feeling upset.

As keen as Tsuruga Lian, it is impossible not to sense this emotion. Of course, he also understands Qianzu Sain's intention to stop him here to say hello. You must know that even if they are both in the same firm, because of seniority and reputation, not everyone Newcomers can talk to him, even if he is equally friendly to everyone.

However, anyway, he still lacks a piece of meat, so it doesn't matter if he cooperates in acting, not to mention Qianhe's faint vigilance towards Kyoko, he thinks it's better to go along with the flow for the time being.

"Miss Qianhe's reputation is also booming now, isn't she just working now-I won't bother you."

After stopping for a while, Tsuruga Lian politely said goodbye and walked to the deeper rest area.

It wasn't until Tsuruga Lian's figure disappeared behind the pillar that the reporter of the entertainment newspaper suddenly came back to his senses, and his excited expression was beyond words: "Ms. Qianhe and Mr. Tsuruga Lian seem to have a good relationship. When did they meet?"

"I have worked with him a few times before. He is recognized by the Japanese entertainment industry as a meticulous senior. At that time, he took care of me. Because he is more optimistic about me, a newcomer, he gave me a lot of advice on work."

"Looks like a good time working together? Did anything interesting happen during the cooperation?"

"Yeah, Tsuruga-senior, he..." An eloquent chat about the interesting stories between Tsuruga Ren and artist rookie Chizuru Saine started immediately, and anecdotes about popular artists can be obtained from a new population Of course, the tabloid reporters were overjoyed.

Having achieved the desired effect, Qianhe Sain couldn't help but reveal a smile of success from the depths of her consciousness.

What she wants now is to race against time, every opportunity must not be missed, there is no time...

This idea kept flashing in her mind, but at the same time a voice entered her ears.

"Their life, since that fateful moonlit night, began to embark on a wrong path of no return. Can the entangled fetters extinguish the flames of revenge? How do all beings under the moon cage face the dark and regular cycle of reincarnation————————————————————— "Dark Moon" will interpret the same exciting fate for you, but a different "Moon Cage"! Ren Tsuruga, Masami Moose lead the leading roles..."

It's "Dark Moon" again, tsk, I can hear the promotion of this drama everywhere recently.

"—The powerful rookie Kyoko brings you the weird and eerie Hongo Mio..."

Qianhe Sayin's knuckles holding the cup suddenly turned white.

Yes, there was a question, which she kept ignoring.

She only noticed that Mogami Kyoko and Tsuruga Ren had a good relationship, but she ignored where Mogami's recent momentum came from.

Kyoko Mogami has no looks, no background, and no experience, but she joined the LME before her. In less than a few months, she has already won a supporting role in the remake of a classic drama, and has also gained a good reputation in the media. Various sporadic film appointments (at least the school attendance rate shows so)-no one secretly contributes to the flames?She, why?

Ha, so, is Tsuruga Ren's taste like this?

It's really... nothing good.

Since she was able to climb at this speed with Tsuruga Ren's power, why couldn't she?

[Whatever the Qianzu family gave you, you must give it back. No one can be irresponsible and just enjoy the process...]

She refuses to admit defeat.

If at this rate...at this rate...will never be enough...

With some leverage, she must climb up.

Even shattered.

She has already ignored the reason why she was obsessed with the entertainment world, but she kept that agreement in her heart, as long as she gets ahead in the entertainment world, she will no longer be a pawn of the Chizuru family!

Opportunities need opportunities.

She still firmly believes that Tsuruga Lian is her opportunity!

If one threat doesn't work, just two, if two don't work, just three... Tsuruga Ren, I don't believe you have no weaknesses!

"I'm Chizuru."

Lavatory in the rest area of ​​LME Office.

"The thing you were asked to investigate before... What, what?"

In the shadows, the pupils suddenly dilated——

Slowly...slowly, the corners of his mouth curled into a strange arc.

"Is that so..."

interesting.

"Then, help me investigate another person... um, Kyoko."

Here comes her opportunity.

"—Mogami Kyoko."

His knuckles clasped the table monotonously, with a steady but restless frequency.

"It's not such a good friendship." Tsuruga Lian on the opposite side took a sip of coffee and said calmly without raising her eyes.

"what?"

"Don't you want to ask?"

"how do you know."

Lian glanced at him: "It's written on your face."

Baozilianshe couldn't help cupping her face and staring at him in horror.

"I don't know how to see through, and I'm not interested in men, so don't act like you're naked." Lian was used to She's showing off from time to time, and took a second sip of coffee.

"You didn't sleep last night, okay. It's not a good thing to pour coffee like this." She took out her notebook and adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose: "It's the third cup of 250ml coffee since morning. As a responsible Manager, I have the right to remind and restrict your behavior of pouring coffee."

"If I don't drink, I'm afraid I will fall asleep during the interview."

Ehhhhh? !As an iron man among entertainers, Tsuruga Ren is not like someone who would say such a thing.

"A person like you, even if your body is overloaded for three days, you can't see any flaws at work. It really doesn't look like you if you show weakness."

Tsuruga Lian put down her cup, stared at She Kai who said "I want to listen to gossip" for a second or three, then blinked her sleepy eyes and rubbed the center of her brows.

It's really not like him, but usually it's just physical exhaustion, but mentally it's been full because of work... The insomnia last night was not quite the same.

Kyoko may have good acting skills, but she can't lie, at least not in front of him. He can sense even the slightest difference in her tone of voice when she lies.

He didn't want to doubt her or speculate about her, so he didn't ask at that time, but this thought kept lingering in his mind, which made him sleepless all night.

He lowered his head and smiled lightly, deciding to drive this weird sentimentality out of his brain, but the next second, the club relentlessly complained: "So, it has something to do with Jingzi again?"

He spread his hands, noncommittal.Anyway, for a gossip man like She, admitting or denying it can satisfy his "desire and dissatisfaction", so not saying anything can make him tickle even more, and he, Dun Helian, is very concerned about this kind of "dissatisfaction with society". A 'dissatisfied desire' mode of tickling" is fun.

But this time, She didn't continue to be dishonest, and said uncharacteristically, "You and Jingzi... stay away from that woman."

Um?Lian snorted.

The hand in the white glove propped his chin, and then pointed in an almost imperceptible direction as he went back and forth, pointing at the back of a figure who had just returned from the bathroom. "You know."

Lian narrowed her eyes slightly. He didn't tell She the truth about the relationship between Shayin and him, but She reminded him to be careful—could She have noticed something?

"why do you say so?"

"The intuition of people who have been here." The ten o'clock sunlight hit She's lens, and at that moment, She's left eye was completely hidden behind the frame, and some dazzling light obscured his gaze.

Maybe it was because the reflected light was too dazzling, for a moment, Tsuruga Lian suddenly felt that the person in front of him was not someone he was familiar with, he only noticed the glittering reflection of the lens, but his mind went blank.

"Although there are some things you didn't tell me, as an agent, I shouldn't explore them. After all, maintaining a certain space between people is the correct way to communicate—"

...Is this what the society should say?

"But I can see that these parts that you didn't tell me are very important to you, and now, it seems that someone else has been involved in this key that will affect you."

"I hope you can still maintain your usual calm and proceed with caution—"

The dazzling light in front of Tsuruga Ren's eyes gradually weakened.

"Don't let it affect your work and my job."——The light dimmed, and the person behind the lens was still full of gossip, as if those words just now did not come from the mouth of the person in front of him.

After a moment of hesitation, Lian nodded slightly.

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She, Mogami Kyoko, is very uneasy now, at this moment.

There is an ominous premonition rising from the grave of Yan Jing in the depths of his heart. Oh, by the way, the Yan Jings have not shown their faces for a long time. Expressing their dissatisfaction with their increasingly rare opportunities to appear on the screen, they reached a consensus to engage in a cold war at the head of the grave, so today's sense of ominousness does not come from groundless rumours.

Although she was ready to rush back to Tokyo this morning yesterday, she still didn’t arrive until noon. Seeing that the recording of “Rock as You Want” was approaching in the afternoon, she had to succumb to the “survival pressure” Under the "prestige", they arrived at the TV station together in his special car—however, it is rare that the two of them had the same destination, and she was in such a predicament because she was not broken. "Waste utilization" is the most standard life rule of Jingzi. Nothing wrong... right? ——Mogami Kyoko once thought so.

The atmosphere in the car was very stiff, and the source of all this came from the sentence... "Let's get married".

I can't wait to rush forward and viciously kick the head of a pig-headed man with a negative IQ and EQ, and step on his face with the short skirt swished, clicked his lips disdainfully, and then glared at the tiger Eyes raised, chin raised, and cursed in a Yamaguchi tone: "You are a small sample, you are not worthy of carrying my shoes, and you still want to marry me? Dream on you!"

But it's just a fantasy.

The reality is, she didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, it was as if the words had appeared and disappeared out of thin air, nothing but the present silence declaring its existence.

Sure enough, it was still too sensational.

As a girl, a rookie who has dreamed of being a girl for many years and vowed not to leave even though she is still a fool on the road of love, the effect of this sentence is far beyond what she could have expected, even if she said it to her now. The person who said this sentence hated it to the bone.Even when she really heard this sentence, she thought, if she was really angry to refute it, maybe she would respond to her