My Lift As A Top Star In A Book

Hao Bai was also stunned, looking angrily at Jiang Yunze with a look of being tricked.

Jiang Yunze was lying on the back of the bull, the white robe on his body was ripped apart by Gu Zhengxi and Hao Bai, and a jade fan pinned to his waist also fell to the ground. When the fan spread out, there were ten large characters written on it. .

"I saw you off in the past, so there are few people."

Seeing that the task was completed, Jiang Yunze let go of the ox rope, and with an innocent face, he said aggrievedly: "I never said that the white ox I was riding was the one lost by the villagers!"

Hao Bai: "..."

Gu Zhengxi: "..."

The staff of the program group took the little scalper back to the countryside and returned it to the villagers. All the guests returned to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the Zhulin Courtyard.

Qin Nuan accepted the prize from the chief director, which was a small scalper made of pure gold. She happily finished reading the gold jewelry brand's advertisement, and then put away the prize.

Gu Zhengxi gritted his teeth and looked at Qin Nuan, and lowered his voice: "So when you watched us snatch the white ox just now, you knew that the ox lost by the villagers was actually a yellow ox. Is the ox tied up? You didn’t remind me, you really are not enough brothers. Do you know that I almost took off the honorable title of ‘Gu Zhengxi’s Little Old Sister’ by me!”

Qin Nuan twisted her orchid fingers, tapped Gu Zhengxi's shoulder, and smiled sweetly: "I think someone as smart as you must have understood the hints on Jiang Yunze's fan, so I don't need to say it."

Seeing Qin Nuan's orchid finger, Gu Zhengxi frowned fiercely, bad memories gushed out of his mind.

He obediently called Miss Nuan, and then closed his mouth.

——

After the recording of the variety show, Qin Nuan didn't participate in the dinner prepared by the program team, and took a six-hour bus ride to Chuancheng Airport.

Because Li Lingcheng called her and asked her to attend the business dinner hosted by the Li family tomorrow night.

Qin Nuan wasn't interested in Li's dinner party at all. But in order to protect the Qin family, she must go.

The six-hour bus ride plus the eight-hour plane ride made Qin Nuan a little overwhelmed by the long-distance travel, and immediately developed a fever when he arrived in City A.

Back at the Tai'an apartment, Qin Nuan took her temperature and it was thirty-eight degrees five, not too high, so she didn't take it seriously, drank two cold medicines and went to take a bath.

After taking a shower, Qin Nuan was drying her hair while choosing a dress to wear to the dinner at night.

As a female star, to participate in this kind of business gathering, the right way is to dress up beautifully.

Not for anything else, just to let others remember your face when they see you at the first sight.

But when Qin Nuan opened the closet, she found that she didn't have any nice evening dresses.

Some of them were pure white gauze dresses bought in the past to imitate Bai Weiwei.

Seeing these dresses, Qin Nuan had a headache, and finally decided to call Qin Shi. After telling her brother about her predicament, the person on the other end of the phone immediately patted her chest and promised that the evening dress would be delivered within half an hour.

After hanging up the phone, the stone in my heart fell to the ground.

Qin Nuan lay on the sofa, just waiting for the dress to arrive. Unexpectedly, just as Qin Shi hung up the phone, the phone rang again.

She clicked on the connection, and Li Lingcheng's cold and emotionless voice came over immediately, causing the air temperature to drop several degrees.

"I'll ask my assistant to deliver the dress to you later, remember to tidy it up, and don't lose our Li family."

"No……"

Before I finished saying no, the phone was hung up with a snap. It can be seen how much the person on the other end of the phone hates her.

Qin Nuan pulled the corner of her mouth, smiled nonchalantly, put down her phone and continued to rest on the sofa.

Who do you think is rare?