Seeing this scene, Qin Ze heard a song in his mind: My heart is too messy, it's going to be blank. God forgets to arrange it for me!
It was this song, which always fit his mood at this time.
He underestimated Su Yu's hostility to Wang Zijin. Indeed, Qin Bao Bao just lost a few games, at least Su Yu choked back her words.
Wang Zijin was the number one enemy. Su Yu's small body waved a hoe and dug her corner.
There was no such thing as harmonious coexistence.
I'm a damn salted fish, not Long Aotian.
Now he couldn't step down to stop this farce. There was still a grand prize waiting for him.
Wang Zijin was particularly confused. She didn't know what was going on. The hat was on her head. Under the big brimmed hat, her beautiful oval face was stunned.
"This is my favorite hat," Su Yu blinked and showed a harmless smile of a goddess: "It's for you."
Wang Zijin took off the hat and glanced at it. Her eyebrows jumped fiercely.
As an experienced Internet driver, she immediately understood Su Yu's provocation. This damn Teddy, why did she point her gun at me? Didn't she hate Bao Bao?
Did she think that with Nan Man Pei here, she would be confident?
I'm afraid she doesn't know how to write the word "death". Don't give me a chance to fiercely attack you.
Wang Zijin's mind was full of twists and turns.
"Don't you like it?" Su Yu looked harmless: "I like this hat best. I just bought it and haven't used it many times. This is for you. "
At first glance, it seemed that she was showing kindness to Wang Zijin.
"I like it. Thank you for your gift." Wang Zijin smiled and pressed the surging force back into her dantian.
The two women's eyes met, and they had a tacit understanding.
At this time, on the stage, Qin Ze held the microphone and said loudly: "Next, the number will be drawn … The grand prize is … No. 2!"
There was a hubbub.
The grand prize that everyone was looking forward to was revealed. There was a hissing sound and disappointment.
The Million Dollar Grand Prize passed by.
No. 2 is … Su Yu!
Qin Ze was number one!
Su Yu was taken aback. She blinked her eyes in astonishment.
This time, the lottery was random, and there was absolutely no under-the-table operation. Su Yu could pat his small chest of the B-cup and swear. In other words, it could only be because her luck was too heaven-defying that she drew the grand prize.
I am indeed a woman favored by the heavens.
Similarly, Qin Ze will definitely be my husband in the future, not this black-hearted Wang Zijin.
Thinking of this, Su Yu smiled and happily went to the stage to receive the award.
Su Yu stepped lightly on the stage and blinked at Qin Ze. "I'm so lucky. I won the grand prize by accident."
Su Yu blinked her bright eyes and whispered, "Let's open the presidential suite for three years in a row. It's stable."
A strong sense of déjà vu, Su Yu must be a roundworm in his stomach.
Or, in some aspects, he and Su Yu have a tacit understanding …
Qin Ze smiled brightly, lowered his voice, and gnashed his teeth: "Little devil, you said you wouldn't make trouble."
"I didn't make trouble. I gave my beloved hat to Wang Zijin. I'm so considerate." Su Yu smiled.
Surprisingly, Qin Ze was silent.
For a moment, he wanted to rush down and tell Sister Ziwei about his relationship with Su Yu. He also wanted to tell his sister about his relationship with Wang Zijin.
His emotional line has been in a mess since he was a child, or it has gone astray to the European continent.
At the beginning, he decided to pursue Sister Ziwei. In addition to her being his ideal partner, there was another important reason. He wanted to turn back his astray emotional line.
But he failed. In the end, he still couldn't let it go and was not reconciled.
The astray emotional line has been diverted, and part of it continues to swim in the European continent without regret.
The diverted part made a big circle and rushed towards the capital.
Su Yu was an accident. Qin Ze recalled the scene of that night countless times, but he still couldn't guarantee that if he was given another chance, he would refuse.
Originally, he appreciated Su Yu at most. He didn't want to test her depth, nor did he want to let her know his strengths and weaknesses.
Until that day when she was sick, he listened to her talk about her past. Her voice was calm and empty, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with herself. But there was no mirror on the ceiling of her house. Otherwise, Su Yu could find so much sadness and loneliness in her eyes.
From that day on, Qin Ze had deep pity for her.
There were many poor girls in the world, but those had nothing to do with Qin Ze. Su Yu was a little different from her sisters. In front of her sisters, he was a salted fish, a younger brother, or a younger brother.
But in front of Su Yu, he was a god, the one who was worshipped, even if she was actually several years older than him. She listened to you, relied on you, like a brainless little fangirl, and regarded you as everything in her world.
In the past twenty-three years, Qin Ze was a good-for-nothing son in the eyes of his father, a little red man in the eyes of his sister, a mediocre child in the eyes of his relatives and friends, and the most ordinary student in the eyes of his classmates and teachers.
Su Yu was different for him.
After that night, his emotional line was divided into three, flowing in different directions.
Now, his feelings were a mess, even more messy than before. Sometimes, he really wanted to lay his cards on the table and lay his cards on the table with the whole world.
Sometimes he was frightened like a child, hiding secrets, afraid that he had nothing.
He cared about everything, so he was entangled in everything.
If he hadn't cared about his small family, these things might not have happened.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Su Yu waved her small hand in front of him.
"Sorry, I was distracted." Qin Ze smiled reluctantly.
Could he blame her?
Blame her for putting a hat on Sister Ziwei?
He was the one who was really at fault.
"Let's talk about something. I don't want one million yuan. Split it into 100 red packets and randomly reward the employees." Su Yu said, "The lucky draw was originally to reward the employees. We won the special prize. It doesn't mean anything."
Qin Ze thought it made sense. This could not only make up for the hurt hearts of the employees, but also reflect the generosity of the leader.
He raised the microphone and said loudly, "Now there's a new situation. Boss Su decided to split one million yuan into 100 red packets and randomly reward you."
As soon as the voice fell, the cheers from the audience shook the sky. The employees who had just muttered about the under-the-table operation changed their minds.
Qin Ze didn't need to host the small red packets. He handed the microphone to the staff of the hotel.
He returned to his seat with Su Yu.
"Oh, the special prize, congratulations." As soon as Su Yu sat down, Wang Zijin came up and put the hat on Su Yu's head. "I'm the second prize. I really don't have the face to accept your gift. Oh, I'll return the hat to you. Put it on."
Su Yu was anxious. She took it off and put it on Wang Zijin's head. "No, no, no, you have the face. Hurry up and accept it … Stand still, I'll put it on for you."
"No, no, I don't have the face to accept it."
"You have the face. Hurry up and accept it."
The two beauties were pushing a light green hat back and forth. The people around them were all dumbfounded.
The culprit, Qin Ze, should have felt his scalp tingle, but he suddenly remembered the "head-touching killer" when he played with his sister. If you touch me, I'll touch you back. Where you touch me, I'll touch you back.
It was childish, ridiculous, but warm.
Thinking of this, Qin Ze unconsciously looked at his sister. He saw his sister sitting there, drinking elegantly. Her smile was light, coquettish, charming, and dignified.
On the other hand, Sister Ziwei, who was supposed to be dignified, was caught in a battle. The beautiful president, who was supposed to be cold, was like a teddy bear making a scene everywhere.
At the critical moment, his sister was still the best.
Qin Bao Bao sipped her red wine and smiled without saying anything. She thought to herself, "Make a scene. The more you make a scene, the more embarrassed Azé will be. I'll sit on the fishing platform and reap the benefits."
This wave was in the bag.
Pa!
Wang Zijin and Su Yu's hands slipped, and the light green hat was put on Qin Ze's head.
Qin Ze: "…"
The veins on Qin Ze's forehead were throbbing.
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry."
Wang Zijin and Su Yu's faces changed dramatically.
This was not a good feeling. They were careless and made their man (boyfriend) wear a green hat.
"I'll be stabbed to death tonight, right?" Su Yu thought in fear.
"Azé is going to be angry with me. How can Shi Lezhi and Teddy Su be the only ones fooling around?" Wang Zijin thought regretfully.
Anyone who was cuckolded would have a mental breakdown, even someone as black-bellied as her.
"Sit down and eat. Don't make a scene." Qin Ze took off the hat with a dark face and handed it back to Su Yu.
What else can I do?
Qin Ze thought that if his life was really written into a book, the title should be: "Of course, I choose to forgive them."
Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself, "My husband really loves me and can't bear to be angry with me."
Wang Zijin was much more rational. She knew Qin Ze's temper. Even if the occasion was not right, he would still say a few words, "Sister Ziwei, let's go home and teach you how to behave!"
"Sister Ziwei, you're too arrogant. Tonight, I need to let you know how powerful the iron rod is."
"Sister Ziwei, I'm ready to grind the iron rod into a needle. Please show me your whetstone."
Nothing at all. Today's little red guy was very good-tempered.
Could it be that they were really having an affair?
Wang Zijin quietly cast a sidelong glance at Qin and Su Yu.
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