Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He said that he was not a good person, and he would not be responsible for her stupidity because he had slept with a certain woman. He would not, but occasionally heard his mother mention Xu Mo, which was full of distress...

Later, his mother said that Xu Mo might have a boyfriend. She was a volunteer from the Homeless Home, a teacher at a university, and she was very simple and kind, and she was a good match for Xu Mo.

Concho holding a glass of red wine, sitting in the dining room, drinking quietly.

Is it simple and kind?

A man completely opposite to him.

University teachers are very simple.

Ruan Yun, who was sitting across from him, watched him drinking red wine in silence. She had a feeling that he was using wine to dissolve his sorrows. This was not the Kang Qiao she knew. Kang Qiao used to be like this.

He enjoys life in the upper class, has countless money, and women.

Concho has never lacked women. Not only is he talented, but he also has a good look.

And he, as far as Ruan Yun knows, hasn't had a woman for a long time.

This is not a good thing for Ruan Yun, which shows that Kang Qiao may hate this kind of life.

She shook the glass gently and whispered: "What's wrong with you Concho recently, in a bad mood?"

Kang Qiao's body was leaning lazily, looking at his agent, and smiling faintly: "It's okay."

As he said, his voice became lower again: "There is nothing good or bad, it has always been like this."

Ruan Yun didn't know what to say for a while, and silently poured another glass of wine for him, "Don't drink so much."

Her feelings for him are somewhat complicated.

It was the superstar she brought with her, who was once Qingren, and she looked like a relative.

Ruan Yun whispered: "Kang Qiao, you know I care about you."

Kang Qiao looked at her, her eyes were a little radiant under the crystal lamp, and her face became more mature and cold with age. She looked a little fascinated, and reached out to cover his hand on the table, "Don't let me worry, OK? ?"

Kang Qiao withdrew his hand and smiled faintly: "Do you have something to ask me?"

Ruan Yun also retracted her hand, staring at him and holding her breath; "Have you seen Xu Mo?"

Kang Qiao held the goblet and took a sip: "Why, do I have to report to you who I meet?"

He stared into her eyes: "Am I your prisoner?"

Ruan Yun was a little embarrassed. She suppressed the anger in her heart: "You can interact with anyone, but Xu Mo, have you ever thought about it. If it wasn't for her to post them on the Internet last time, we wouldn't be so passive. I said stay away from her and stay away from her..."

Kang Qiao's voice interrupted her lazily: "Ruan Yun, see how you look now, you can go to the bathroom and take a photo."

Ruan Yun was a little annoyed: "Kang Qiao. I'm talking business with you."

Kang Qiao gently sipped the wine and laughed softly: "It's like a woman who is arresting her husband for cheating during menopause."

The expression on Ruan Yun's face was frozen, ugly and ugly.

After a while, she whispered more annoyedly: "Concho, don't go too far."

Kang Qiao leaned forward and leaned forward and whispered, "Remember, you are my agent, not my wife. I can meet whoever I want to meet, and sleep with whoever I want. Don't be like an old mother. What's more, find a man by yourself when you have time."

Ruan Yun’s face was unprecedentedly ugly, staring at Kang Qiao, and then spit out a little: "You are dissatisfied with the original decision to find a small model to scramble for the scandal, or do you think you told the public that you are the woman who is driving you It's Xu Mo, do you think you can be with you if you say Xu Mo?"