Yu Xing, seven years ago, was the poor student she supported, and was also the man she shamelessly forced to stay by her side with money.

I didn't expect to meet him again on such an occasion.

The female artists had approached the rest area and closed their mouths one after another.

Seeing that everyone was coming, the bosses stood up and went to the men's locker room to change their clothes.

Pompeii pressed his thoughts down, walked to his boss Ding Jingyi, nodded and greeted: "Mr. Ding."

Ding Jingyi glanced at Pompeii.

After being in the film and television industry for many years, he has seen many Yingying Yanyan. This is the only pair of real phoenix eyes he has ever seen, charming and cold. Pompeii has fair skin, tall figure, and a slenderness. A black suspender skirt that is long to the calves wraps her evenly flesh and blood. Her exposed arms are longer and thinner against the black skirt.

Cold and beautiful, it is a unique frost rose on Qianxun Snow Ridge.

Every move is full of charm.

A beauty on earth.

Ding Jing waved his hand with satisfaction and said, "Go and change your clothes quickly, and find me in the rest area."

Pompeii gently pressed his chin and went to the women's locker room.

I don’t know if the circle is too small or if it was too coincidental today.

As soon as he opened the door, Pompeii accidentally saw another heroine in the previous topic, Ruan Bei.

The first time the other party saw her, his pupils were trembling. He looked at her incredible at first, slowly and very expectantly. His eyes were mixed with the meaning of waiting to see jokes. He was extremely excited, and his mind seemed to have filled her three years of desolation.

Pompei walked in lazily and passed Ruan Bei.

It’s a coincidence that Ruan Bei was also wearing a black long dress today. Her face was full of four or five points in the shadow between Pompei’s eyebrows and eyes.

However, she was just like a plastic flower with inferior fragrances. It looked fragrant and colorful from a distance. When Pompeii stood with her, the fragrance of the plastic flower suddenly stopped and its beauty was also eclipsed.

For a moment, all the women in the locker room held their breath.

No one can stand the same frame with Pompeii.

Pompeii glanced in the locker room and saw that there was someone at the door of every change room.

She ignored all the gaze, sat calmly on the bench, lined up, lowered her head and took out her cell phone, and browsed the auction information of the villa.

No one has bought her childhood home yet.

I really hope that no one has taken a photo until she saves enough money.

Ruan Bei, who was in the room, gradually became less calm.

Ruan Bei held her pink sportswear and looked down at Pompeii with a condescending smile: "Pompeii, long time no see. Why don't you say hello to me when you come back?"

This tone seems to be a close friend of Pompeii.

Pompeii kept holding his cell phone with both hands, his brows not moving.

She was obviously the one sitting, but her aura was stronger than Ruan Bei.

Ruan Bei couldn't hold back her face, then sneered and said, "Why, your father didn't ask the driver to drive Bentley to send you here today? Oh..." After the long and profound ending, he suddenly asked and answered with interest: "I forgot, your father was dead."

The indoor atmosphere was frozen and silent, only the "click" sound of Pompeii's lock screen phone. She clenched her phone tightly, raised her face casually, revealing her delicate chin, and her eyes seemed to be ignoring people without any slight arrogance, and said softly: "Who are you?"

The simple words of three seem to bring the scene back to the party a few years ago. Pompeii also looked down on her in front of the person she liked.

Ruan Bei's face was so ferocious that she was a little out of control. She seemed to be about to raise her hand and slap her in the face the next moment.

"Dongdong."

The sudden knock on the door interrupted the conversation with □□.

The waitress came in from outside the door and bent down slightly to tell everyone: "The guests in the men's locker room have almost changed their clothes, please hurry up."

If you don’t go out, you will have to ask the boss to wait for them. For a moment, except for Pompeii, everyone started to be anxious.

Ruan Bei held back her anger and glanced at Pompeii fiercely. Every pore was arrogant and said: I want you to look good today.

Then he reluctantly changed his clothes.

Pompeii was excluded and isolated.

Those people deliberately delayed the time, even if they changed their clothes, they still occupied the changing room until everyone changed their clothes and left at the same time.

Pompeii was the last person to enter the changing room.

She slowly changed her sports skirt, put on her sports cap, took her cell phone, and left the locker room.

Pompeii walked to the common bathroom of men and women changing clothes, looked into the big mirror, and the ponytail was messing up a lot while changing clothes.

Just as she was about to put down her phone and tie her ponytail again, a series of voice messages came "Dingdou" and all sent by Ming Jiana.

There was no one around, and Pompeii put his phone on the sink, clicked on the message and placed it outside, wet his hands with water, lowered his head to combed his long black hair.

An urgent voice came one by one from the phone.

[Damn it! I just got the news that Mr. Yu from Beixun Group has also changed his schedule and went to the stadium today?! Have you seen me? Are you handsome?!]

[Ahhh Mr. Yu! Pompeii, sleep with him! Sleep with him!]

【Today you just need to sleep until he is enough!】

When Pompeii heard such naked words, his head was so big that he quickly stopped the news.

Just as soon as I looked up, a handsome man appeared in the mirror.

——Metaphor for happiness.

He was looking at her meaningfully.

“…”

Mingjiana, you shark me.

The redness on Pompeii's cheeks spreads to the back of his ears.

The water from the water head dragon flows into the pipeline.
Chapter completed!