Chapter 485: Each thinks his own way

Chapter 485 Each thinks of his own

Three people stood in the backstage corridor, Qin Zizhuo felt uncomfortable all over.

Especially after Yanxiu revealed his relationship with Wen Ning with ease, Qin Zizhuo felt that all eyes were on him.

Gossip, watch a show, be curious, or...

Qin Zizhuo's face darkened, he stood where he wanted to leave but couldn't.

If he really just said nothing, turned around and walked away, wouldn't it be more true to what Yanxiu said just now.

"Brother," Murong Qiao was too lazy to waste time with this kind of person, so he stretched out his hand and gently pulled the corner of Yanxiu's clothes.

She looked up at Yanxiu, "I'm hungry, shall we go home and eat later?"

There is nothing to talk about here with this Qin Zizhuo. It is fair and square for the fourth brother to win the game.

Murong Qiao rubbed his stomach, obviously there was no growling sound, but Yanxiu next to him saw this action, which strangely made him feel a little hungry.

"Okay, then I—" Yan Xiuxiu wanted to answer.

As a result, I don’t know how many times today, Qin Zizhuo interrupted. "You...are brothers and sisters?!"

He subconsciously raised his voice in the second half of the sentence, and then suppressed it forcefully, as if trying to hide his inner shock.

Qin Zizhuo took a step back slightly, almost instinctively withdrew the sarcasm on his face, and turned to the expression on his face, which was panic.

It is the panic of Yanxiu's transformation from contempt.

He originally thought that Yanxiu was just a designer with a mediocre background, relying on his own talent to achieve his current fame.

Such people are very easy to deal with. Qin Zizhuo has stepped on the bones of many such people under his feet today. He is very familiar with slander and behind-the-scenes tricks.

Can…

Qin Zizhuo's eyes shifted to Murong Qiao, who was smiling at Yan Yan, and swallowed back the words that were intended to be satirical Yanxiu.

He is stupid to provoke the Murong family.

"Then there is nothing to say?" Yanxiu asked back.

He looked up and down, and seeing Qin Zizhuo holding back for a long time without speaking, he felt that this person was wasting his time.

Qin Zizhuo wanted to say it, but seeing Murong Qiao standing next to Yanxiu, and having just learned of Yanxiu's identity, it seemed that it was not easy.

At this moment, a lot of swear words came to my lips but I couldn't get them out, and I was extremely aggrieved.

In the end, Qin Zizhuo could only watch the two walk away, and then went back to his room with a dark face.

But before Qin Ziyan came back, a familiar old guest had already been welcomed in the room.

"Zizhuo..." Wen Ning posted it.

She hugged Qin Zizhuo with an apologetic expression, trying to use this method to dispel his anger.

Before today's game, the two had talked well and settled the situation, thinking that everything was safe, but this happened.

Wen Ning gritted his teeth, and couldn't help but recall the girl he saw today in his mind.

Watching the game just watch the game, talking nonsense... and messing up their plans!

Qin Zizhuo waved her hand away, "It's all lost."

He is not as good as others, and he is willing to gamble and admit defeat, but it is true that he is not reconciled.

After hearing Murong Qiao calling Brother Yanxiu, Qin Zizhuo directly overturned his original idea.

What is shady and not shady, no matter how tricks he plays, how can he be worth Murong's background?

It really followed Murong Qiao's words, some people are what they are, and they are what others are.

"If you really want that award, I can find someone to do something about it." Wen Ning didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at this time.

She said indifferently, "The girl who made a fuss at the beginning, get rid of her when the time comes, and then make a fuss with Yanxiu..."

"No." Qin Zizhuo directly rejected the other party's words.

He took a deep breath, his expression was indescribably tired.

It was a complex emotion of realizing that he could not win, or even completely incomparable with the opponent, floating on Qin Zizhuo's face at this moment.

Wen Ning was about to ask why in confusion when he heard Qin Zizhuo's sighing voice.

"Don't mess with Yanxiu in the future, and you'd better not touch that girl either." Qin Zizhuo advised her.

It is not in their interest to provoke the Murong family. It is one thing to be unwilling to lose to the opponent, but another to judge the situation and survive.

Qin Zizhuo is unparalleled in self-interest.

As for Wen Ning...

He was silent for a moment, the other party can still play a lot of role in him, there is no need to talk about it now.

Wen Ning misunderstood, "...Okay."

She pretended to be obedient and agreed to Qin Ziyan's words, but her mind was exactly the opposite of what she said.

Qin Zizhuo must have taken a fancy to the other party.

Wen Ning thought to himself.

She had been with Qin Zizhuo for a while, and she knew the nature of a man clearly in her heart. At this moment, she offered to teach him a lesson and teach the girl a lesson, but after Qin Zizhuo immediately refuted her words, Wen Ning felt uneasy. Very comfortable.

At an angle Qin Zizhuo couldn't see, Wen Ning turned his head and curled his lips with a cold face, and was even more disgusted with Murong Qiao.

It's a pity that Wen Ning is in the art circle, and doesn't pay attention to those things in the upper class.

Otherwise, if she could recognize who Murong Qiao was, she wouldn't have these thoughts in her mind.

"Be more honest recently, don't come to me after today." Qin Zizhuo suddenly said.

He was still a little worried about what Yanxiu said.

The other party obviously knew about himself and Wen Ning, thinking that he was still so ignorant at that time, Qin Zizhuo had already begun to secretly regret in his heart why he had provoked Yanxiu so blindly.

If the other party reported this matter, not to mention whether it was true or not, as long as those paparazzi and reporters caught a little bit of wind, it would be unbearable to him.

The smile on Wen Ning's face froze, and he didn't respond.

The two of them were clearly snuggling up on the sofa intimately, but they had different thoughts from each other, and their thoughts were far apart.

The first month of September rises and hangs on the night paper. The shape curved like a hook is graceful and round, so bright that the surrounding stars are dimmed at every point.

The car driving all the way entered the slowly opened door of Murong's residence. Murong Qiao saw the butler Uncle Yang standing at the door after a long distance.

"Welcome home, Fourth Young Master and Miss." Uncle Yang bowed slightly.

Before the two came back, Uncle Yang got the news to prepare in advance at home. Now that the two of them were about to arrive home, Uncle Yang came out to greet them in advance.

"In addition, congratulations to the young master for winning the award." Uncle Yang smiled.

Yanxiu first helped his sister get out of the car, and then reached out to take out the trophy he brought back from the car.

He walked a few steps to Uncle Yang, and stuffed the trophy into his hand, "It's fine as usual."

After speaking, Yanxiu turned his head and walked into the room as soon as the trophy was stuffed.

Looking at that appearance, Murong Qiao, who was already familiar with the fourth brother's routine of returning home, knew at a glance that he was about to go upstairs to his own studio.

Uncle Yang nodded, "Okay."

Murong Qiao watched the two of them end their conversation in a few words, and after watching the fourth brother go upstairs, he asked out of curiosity.

"Uncle Yang, what did the fourth brother mean when he said that he looked the same?"

While speaking, Murong Qiao's eyes fell on the trophy unconsciously.

As the champion award of the Muse Design Competition, the design sense of the trophy is naturally not bad. The lines are hollowed out and intertwined, and the space is beautifully divided for people to watch.

Beautiful as a work of art.