Chapter 18:

Huo Yunshen has bought this ring worn by Yan Qing for three years.
At that time, Qing Qing was nineteen years old, and she was a university student. She was smart and had good grades. When she was in middle school, she ranked first in the whole year. Compared with the people she met before, these boys are better and more topical with her, in the same small circle that symbolizes excellence.
However, he was restricted by the Huo family, stayed in grade, and dropped out of school. In order to prevent him from jumping out of the prison, he maliciously left him forever before the college entrance examination and did not allow him to take the exam.
She was in the clouds, he was in the dirt.
Even if he has the ability to make money, in the eyes of others, it is just a scum that can't even be read in high school. He is cruel, fierce, unstudied, invisible, violent, and even rumors that he once killed and set fire.
He doesn't care, but fears that she is not worthy of Qing Qing. One day she will slip away from her fingers, no longer see him no longer love him, and treat him as a stranger. He couldn't sleep at night, holding her asleep, and waking up in nightmares countless times, so he waited until daytime to ride a heavy motorcycle that was eye-catching and went to school with a gloomy face.
Many people are watching and watching, whispering, he is standing there stubbornly, waiting for his clean girl to walk to him in front of everyone.
He was expecting hotly in his heart, but he was even more frightened. The bones of his hands were sore. I don't know how he should bear if Qing Qing saw him and Wan Xianyi showed hesitation or scorn.
She could make him go to with just one look to avoid.
He did not stand in the crowd, and finally saw the figure of Qing Qing from afar.
She was very white, and there was light in the night. The men and women around him chatted and laughed. He looked down at himself. Suddenly, if his irritability was not dressed well, he gritted his teeth fiercely and rang the car horn.
After seeing countless light for a time, he raised his eyes, staring at her stubbornly and fragilely, his lips pale with nervousness.
Qing Qing also turned her head, smiled in surprise under the street lamp, and ran straight to him, the skirt corner was like a rippling water wave in the wind, her long hair fluttered, Ruyan threw herself into his arms like a forest, raised her face sweetly Said: "Yun Shen, you come to pick me up."
The humbleness and pain of the bottom of his heart were filled with great happiness at this moment.
Qing Qing is not afraid of others watching, Qing Qing loves him.
On the way home, he bought marshmallows for Qing Qing. She touched his eyebrows on tiptoe and made him laugh: "No frowns will be allowed in the future. Look, there are clouds in the same name. I am this cloud-like marshmallow. What about you, the dark clouds— "
He lowered his head and kissed her face: "Black cloud is also very good. Black cloud loves cotton candy best."
"Wuyun will not make marshmallows embarrassed, they can make a lot of money, buy a big house for marshmallows, buy a house full of skirts and jewelry, get a dedicated recording studio, and let marshmallows save all the songs I like to sing."
"We won't live in rental housing all the time. The cloud family can give it, and the black cloud can give it."
He worked hard outside, saved a lot of money, secretly bought a ring for Qing Qing, and picked the most expensive one in the store.
Put it in the box, don't worry, and don't worry when pressed under the pillow. Later, clutched in the palm, after working for a long time, he was too tired to sleep, thinking about waiting for the next morning, he put the ring on Qing Qing.
When he woke up in the early morning, Qing Qing hugged him and said softly: "You are tired, sleep for a while, and I will buy milk."
He refused and hugged people around and said vaguely: "It's cold outside, wait for me to buy."
The girl's lips kissed him tenderly.
When he woke up again, the house was empty, with a handwritten note on the bedside table, saying that she went out to choose breakfast for him and would come back soon.
He held the ring and waited, unable to wait to go out and find everything he could find.
But his secretary never returned.
If it were n’t for him, Qing Qing would n’t go away, and would n’t disappear from him. From that day on, he could n’t fall asleep, keeping his eyes open all night and staying at the door, fantasizing to hear her footsteps coming home.
After three years of imagination, he thought he could not wait and took the ring to the bridge. The story he read with Qingqing said that if he jumped at midnight, he would see his lost lover.
The story really didn't lie to him.
Huo Yun's deep eyelashes dripped into Yan Qing's hair, and he called again: "Wife."
Yan Qing's ears are about to become pregnant.
She was surprised at the earliest by Mr. Huo's voice. Now she is so close to shouting at his wife that the stimulation is too great to bear.
Yan Qing fluttered in his arms like a baby cub, with red ears and strongly protested: "Mr. Huo, calm down, the wedding is newly married, but we both know what is going on, we don't know too much."
"Come here, be obedient, take it easy, take your hands away," she knew that the man was fond of coaxing, and said softly to him, "We need to live in peace and maintain a friendly distance in order to make the relationship harmonious and stable, right?" "
The arms around the waist matched slightly.
Yan Qing continued to work harder: "That's right. No matter what, you can use another method to communicate, right?"
He let go a little more.
Yan Qing looked down, waiting for an opportunity to escape, and continued to appease: "When you are quiet, we can have a good chat. I don't know much about you. Shouldn't you scare me less and talk to me more?"
Huo Yun deeply rubbed her neck and asked low, "Are you going to wait for me to let go, so that I can run into the bedroom and lock me out?"
Yan Qing's scalp is numb, Huo Yunshen has become fine! You can't cheat.
She was worrying about how to deal with it. Huo Yunshen had already opened the restraint as she wished. When she was able to run, she instinctively moved forward, rushed into the bedroom and closed the door with her hand.
Through a thick door panel, Yan Qing finally felt safe.
Huo Yunshen seemed to be a smile outside the door: "The wife at home is the biggest, I want to listen to you whatever I want."
Yan Qing immediately asked: "You are not allowed to come in without permission! There are so many rooms, you choose one to sleep, it is best to stay away from me."
"can."
"You ... you don't have to take advantage of the language anymore. When you say intimacy, ask me in advance, and I have to agree."
"it is good."
"I'm still recording a program. It stands to reason that you can't leave the team casually. I can't always come here with you at most once a week."
"I will pick you up every week today."
He cooperated so much, Yan Qing couldn't say anything, and murmured softly: "That's it first, then remember what to say, you go to bed early ..."
Huo Yunshen stopped talking at the door, but did not leave.
Yan Qing put her ear against the door and listened, and suddenly his voice slammed in, as if she were close at hand: "Wife."
She pursed her lips and couldn't answer.
This name is too nauseous.
He insisted, and called again, the most intimate appellation between men and women buzzing in her head.
Yan Qing could not bear it: "What are you doing."
Huo Yunshen leaned on the door and asked: "If you respond to me once, I will let you go."
The night breeze was soft, shaking the curtains and hanging colored lights, blowing into the room from the terrace window, rolling a light fragrance, and then drilled into the corridor from the gap, stroking Huo Yunshen's nose.
He was wrapped in Qing Qing's taste, his lips slightly picked up, and asked the light that overflowed the door: "Wife, are you there?"
Her nose sounds glutinous: "... I'm here."
Huo Yun closed his eyes deeply.
Wu Yun got his cotton candy again tonight.
Then no matter how much pain, all will be cancelled.
Yan Qing was lying in the soft bed, looking at the small string of lights flashing in the window, and took a sigh of relief.
Leaving aside other questions, she did become a wealthy daughter-in-law. At present, it seems that there is no trouble between the mother-in-law and the family. The married husband is Huo Yunshen, who is a horde of women. The three years from now, this She can roll around the bed, step on the carpet, and use the recording room downstairs!
Yan Qing remembered the professional equipment inside. At that time, Huo was there, and she was embarrassed to read more. When she got up early tomorrow, she slipped over and felt addicted before he got up.
She was also tired after a day of ups and downs, turned around and fell asleep, unaware of the sound outside the door, the alarm clock vibrated at five in the morning, she was dizzy and climbed up, her brain was full of recording studio, rubbing her eyes and walking .
As soon as I opened the door, I was shocked, and I covered my mouth before I heard anything.
It was still dark at five o'clock, the lights in the hallway were on, and she had some more chairs by the door. The man was sitting on the suit, slightly leaning his head, sleeping peacefully, and the light from the roof slanted on him. Cut to make large scar-like mottles.
Yan Qing woke up suddenly, and her heart seemed to soak into the deep sea, salty and astringent.
How uneasy he was, how afraid he was that the people in the house would leave.
She turned back to take a blanket, leaned over carefully, covered her gently with her hands, and accidentally scraped her lips with her fingers, itchy by the soft touch.
Huo has a strange temper, but his mouth is cool and soft, very cute.
Yan Qing couldn't help but think of the feeling of being kissed by him, and slapped himself. It turned out that it was cold and soft, and when it was attacked, it was hot and hard.
Fierce?
Yan Qing didn't dare to read more, got up and wanted to go, only then took a small step, his hand was grasped.
She panicked, turning her head to meet the man's clear and deep eyes.
He raised his eyebrows and his voice was low-magnetized: "Leave the quilt on and leave? Don't you give a good morning kiss?"
Yan Qing is about to cry.
Just now, she actually thought this gentleman was cute? ! She is really crazy.
In the end, Yan Qing didn't open her face to see the recording studio. President Huo personally prepared the breakfast for the chef. When she was sitting across from President Huo and drinking milk, there was news from the program team that she was going to shoot a part of the location tomorrow morning There are two big-name flying guests on the scene to help out, and everyone needs to make preparations.
She had n’t been home for the night, she was wrong, and now she had a new task, let alone delay, and rushed back to the program after dinner.
When he arrived at the destination, Yan Qing immediately opened the door and got out of the car. Someone who came to see him coughed a little. She stiffened, and she froze, twisting her body reluctantly, and hooked her finger at him.
President Huo was kind, and leaned close.
The handsome facial features with sharp edges zoomed infinitely in front of Yan Qing.
Yan Qing was forced to open business, squeezed his chin, kissed his face in a perfunctory manner, hurried off the road, rushed into the dormitory like a burning tail, and WeChat arrived at the same time.
Yun Shen: "Sweet."
Sweet sweet! Sweet big head ghost!
Yan Qing stuffed her cell phone in the corner to train with everyone. She returned early and lived in a single room. No one found her abnormality last night.
In the practice room, little curly hair found her at a glance and jumped over with excitement: "Yan Yan, why did you leave without watching the show last night."
Yan Qing touched her head: "Uncomfortable, go back to rest, how about the premiere?"
She was so full of coping with Huo Yunshen that she forgot to look at it, and then she began to be anxious.
Small curly hair beat with both hands, and began to praise her crazy with a rainbow rainbow fart that was never the same. Yan Qing listened to laugh. Ouyang reached out and hooked her to her. I will also boast. "
Everyone's mobile phone is turned in, and they can use it freely one day a week. Last time Song Xueran tricked her out, it was also an empty day. Usually, they can't access the Internet, and naturally they can't see public feedback and can only hurry.
Yan Qing was able to steal it, but remembering the shameful topics before, she decided not to think better.
Continuing to talk down, Yan Qing knew that tomorrow ’s location was to record a group game. From the second round of the knockout, the players will be divided into nine small groups to perform, and each group A will lead a group. She is one of the captains. .
The program group didn't want to make the grouping too serious, so they chose the location and games to shoot.
"Here are two flying guests, one is Tong Yan and the other is Yun Ling, they are very red!"
Yan Qing sensitively captured the surname that is not very common: "... Yun Ling?"
Little Curly said: "She burst into popularity for a while, and she didn't know how to retreat last year. Many programs don't want to move her. This time, she is willing to go out of the mountain and give her a face."
Ouyang frowned: "Looking like it, Yun Ling looks a little bit like words, but it certainly has no words, beautiful, low-profile rough."
The girls sneered and laughed, and Yan Qing cared about it. When she returned to the dormitory after the training, she turned over her phone and searched Yunya ’s photos online. The woman ’s face was faintly traced. Ninety is sure that most of them are related to her goddess Yun Qing.
She curiously searched Yunya's background again. Most of them were very official. Only one old post mentioned that Yunya seemed to be a side branch of Haicheng Yun's family. Ze accidentally died after being killed in an air crash.
Too many words, Yan Qing saw her hair swell, and her eyes hurt. The phone just vibrated. It was a voice invitation, and Yan Qing took it with a shake.
The voice of the devil rarely exudes pleasure: "It's very good today."
Yan Qing said calmly: "Sorry, you are wrong."
Then he hangs up with courage and shuts down his phone, and sleeps refreshed.
In the dream, Huo Yun's blood-stained eyes stared at her, and asked hoarsely, "Qing Qing, you need to throw me down a few times."
She was awake, she had a headache and groan at night, and after a few minutes the pain became weaker, like a hallucination, as if she had never had a pain.
It is estimated that President Huo retaliated against her.
Yan Qing pulled out the phone again and opened it, and weakly sent him a confessional voice: "You didn't make a wrong call. I was wrong. I was deeply apologetic. Go to bed early and don't curse me."
The next morning, the group assembled and took a bus to the location of the location.
The venue was in a large playground on the outskirts of the city. Since the show crew had Huo's name, the money was too big to be enough. The excitement of the girls skyrocketed to the highest when they saw the large number of support groups in front of the playground.
"Aid?"
"We already have fans on our show ?!"
"No, it must be for the instructor."
"But what we say is kapok, and bring traffic! Look at that banner-Qing Bao does not cry, Su Yanmei is so jealous of Song Gou!"
The whole car yelled, and Yan Qing's sleepiness was gone, and she followed it. The banner was huge, with a large screenshot of her on the show, which was a little wildflower without makeup when reporting.
When everyone got off in sequence, the security guard separated the passage, and Yan Qing was shoved into two small fans in the strange shouts on both sides.
The one on the left is that she squatted in the toilet and asked Ouyang for cosmetics. She only cut a face, her eyes were pitiful, and she wore cute characters: "Give me some love."
The one on the right is that she sings on the stage with her chin raised, her makeup looks exquisite and fierce, and she is matched with the dragon and phoenix dance: "Give you a chance to love fairies."
The girls waved their banners enthusiastically, and the long guns and short guns clicked: "Qing Bao, you are super beautiful! Don't be affected by bad guys! We will accompany you to debut on C!"
Somehow, Yan Qing's eyes were hot, and she turned around and raised a fan towards everyone, bending her lips and smiling, her eyes bright and bright.
In a car parked not far away, the woman wearing sunglasses was almost stuck on the car window, staring at Yan Qing's disbelief in disbelief.
How can it be……
How can people who have died for three years appear here alive!
"Sister Aya, the company has prepared all the drafts," the assistant whispered. "Although you have a lot of coffee, this speech is new and the heat will definitely continue to rise. Let's speculate that she looks like you, yes. 'Xiaoyun Ling' is good for your comeback. "
Yun Ling's face was pale and she had no energy to respond to her.
She must know whether this Yun Qing is a man or a ghost.
Before the official recording of the program, there is a preparation period of about half an hour. The site is large and crowded, and there are some COSPLAY anime character staff in the hot field.
Yan Qing blinked and saw a slender and tall man figure, wearing a pure black tuxedo suit and a half mask, her heart jumped, anxiously chasing to watch.
Passing by the entrance of the carousel, her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and was pulled into the hidden passage covered by the umbrella shed.
Yan Qing subconsciously shook his hand: "Who do you--"
She was startled, and the turned face in front of her was strange and familiar.
It was "Yun Ling" that I just checked last night.
really……
Yan Qing rubbed her arms and straightened her spine, staring at her clearly: "What's wrong with me?"
Yun Ling looked at her from a close distance, and she was even more frightened and puzzled. Listening to her asking this question, she could n’t hold up any stars. She yelled angrily: "Yun Qing, what do you pretend to be! After three years of death, you suddenly appeared, and you asked me Are you okay? "
Yan Qing looked at her.
In contrast, it is the same to see the dead person, look at the attitude of others Huo, and then look at you.
Do you want to show hatred so clearly?
The enemy of Goddess Yunqing is her enemy.
Yan Qing smiled: "Who is Yun Qing? Did you admit the wrong person or have bad memory? Since we are our guests, we should know my last name."
"You still pretend ?!" Yun Ling couldn't help but increase the volume, "Huo Yunshen maintains you so! You dare say you are not Yun Qing! What kind of rich world friends, what appreciation, cheat? Huo Yunshen is what kind of person I know too! If it were n’t Yun Qing, he would n’t even look at it even if he looked like it!

A woman with a somewhat similar face, said this, Yan Qing understood, it seems that this Miss Yun Ling tried it in person.
It's a pity that she is Yun Qing's high imitation. As for Yun Ling, it's just a low-profile coarse imitation. Huo Yunshen doesn't look too normal.
Yan Qing didn't want to be entangled with her and turned to leave.
Yun Ling gritted her teeth and said: "Yun Qing, are you a Yun family! The entire Yun family's industry was destroyed by Huo Yunshen's own hands, and the family is about to be killed by him, suicide, and the prison sentence, do you still follow him ?!"
The words fell, and Yan Qing stopped.
The space behind the game equipment is not spacious, and there are also channels on the left and right.
At this moment, the tall man in the dovetail suit stood silently in the shadows, slightly lowered his eyes, his hands slowly tightened, and the fierceness in his bones was about to move.
On the other side, He Meijin was holding a cup of hot drink that was supposed to be given to Yan Qing. The unexpectedly heard sentence was set around the corner.
Yan Qing thought, wow, there is such a thing.
President Huo is so powerful that his wife's house is full.
Yan Qing knew that it was the best policy to ignore it, but the reason was not that the woman was extremely uncomfortable, and wanted to stand up for President Huo.
She turned her head calmly, revealing a profile with superior lines: "I repeat, I am not Yun Qing, but with my understanding of President Huo, if he wants to kill anyone, it must be the other party deserve to die."
Yun Ling was stunned. This was definitely not Yun Qing's tone and attitude. She never hated the Yun family any more.
... Isn't it really her?
But it is so similar.
How could Huo Yunshen find such a similar face!
Yun Ling endured his anger and sneered from the top: "Not Yun Qing? Then you are more sad. Do you know that your face is exactly like the one Huo Yun loves so much? Qing appears, you are not even as good as the garbage he throws away! "
Huo Yunshen's eyes behind the mask turned into ice, and his bitter aversion and hatred towards the surname Yun swept up. He moved his footsteps to pull Yan Qing behind him to protect him.
However, at the next moment, Yan Qing suddenly smiled.
The sunshine in the morning hit her, showing her charming.
She walked slowly back to Yun Ling, her delicate eyebrows were like a picture, her red lips bent out of an excellent curvature, sweetly said-
"I am a substitute for President Huo, I am proud, I am happy, I am particularly honorable."
"Than you," she asked with a lifted chin, and Yingying smiled, "Does it matter?"