Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

You drink what others buy, but not what I buy?

There are so many staff members around, and other girls dancing together.

He also knew he couldn't let it happen now.

"Who is this?"

"Oh, this is Manager Ai's assistant whom I mentioned before," Deng Xiaoqi introduced.

Just an assistant?

Li Xizhou immediately felt relieved.

I feel more confident when I talk to people.

"Hello, I am Deng Xiaoqi's boyfriend, Li Xizhou."

"Zhen Shaoxiang".

The two looked at each other.

"Let's talk over there," Li Xizhou said. "Is being an assistant tiring? Is it just about carrying your boss's shoes or something?"

Hahaha...

Zhen Shaoxiang immediately smiled.

Is this an attempt to humiliate someone through psychological attacks?

"It wouldn't be necessary to carry her shoes, but you know what, I actually took off Manager Ai's shoes once. Those little feet were absolutely gorgeous..."

Looking at Zhen Shaoxiang's slightly lewd appearance.

Li Xizhou felt a wave of disgust and knew he had to keep Deng Xiaoqi away from him.

"Really? What does it feel like?"

"Let's not talk about how it feels, it's not appropriate."

"And then what happened?" Li Xizhou asked.

"They even helped her take off her shoes, so they must have slept together. What do you mean 'later'?" Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"..." Li Xizhou thought to himself, "What kind of person is this?"

...

...

At the same time.

Several girls next to Deng Xiaoqi also surrounded her.

"Xiaoqi, is that your boyfriend?"

"I thought you and Manager Ai's assistant were going to start dating."

"No, no," Deng Xiaoqi quickly denied.

"It's a pity."

Several dancing girls looked over.

"Look at Manager Ai's assistant, his profile is so handsome, his temperament is really good, and his height overlooking others is just amazing."

"Yes, yes."

"Xiaoqi, your boyfriend is completely overshadowed when he stands next to him."

"..." Deng Xiaoqi didn't know what to say. "Well, my boyfriend also has his merits. His biggest merit is that he's an excellent stage actor."

"is it?"

"Ah."

...

...

After the end.

Li Xizhou and Deng Xiaoqi walked together.

“Xiaoqi, stay away from that Zhen Shaoxiang from now on.”

"What's wrong?" Deng Xiaoqi asked, puzzled.

“That kid is no good. He’s slept with his boss,” Li Xizhou said.

"Huh?" Deng Xiaoqi was even more dumbfounded.

We were chatting just a few days ago and it wasn't even there yet.

"how do you know?"

“He said it himself,” Li Xizhou said.

Deng Xiaoqi was taken aback, then chuckled.

"That can't be right, can it? Why would he tell you this? It's not something to be proud of," Deng Xiaoqi said.

“You don’t understand,” Li Xizhou said. “Men like to brag about this in front of other men, like how many women they’ve been with. If they brag about this in front of you women, you women will definitely think they’re scumbags and they’ll be unhappy. How can they possibly get you then?”

"..."

Deng Xiaoqi was silent for two seconds.

“What you said makes sense, but he didn’t try to woo me. We only had professional exchanges, about performing at events.”

"Really?" Li Xizhou seemed unconvinced.

176: The Seriousness of the Matter

Childhood and Zhen Shaoxiang are dating again.

I strolled along the alleyway where they grew up.

I must say, it really has a unique charm.

The quilts were hung out to dry on ropes on the trees.

Along the roadside, elderly people were playing chess, creating a very peaceful and tranquil scene.

Zhen Shaoxiang also stopped in front of them.

"Oh, my childhood friend!" an old man exclaimed, clearly someone the neighborhood knew. "Is this your boyfriend?"

"Uh..."

"Does your boyfriend play chess?" the old man continued to ask.

"I know a little," Zhen Shaoxiang replied directly.

"Then let's play a round of 560," the old man said.

...

Magic City.

on the street.

Lin Miaomiao held the microphone, watching the endless stream of people passing by.

I casually caught up with an old man who was stopped at a traffic light.

"Hello, I'm from a TV station. I'd like to ask if you feel happy with your life?"

"Hey beautiful, do you think you're happy with your life?"

"Little friend, hello, do you feel happy?"

"Hello, there will be a small gift if you participate in a survey interview."

"..."

"..."

After a series of steps...

Lin Miaomiao frowned.

"Isn't that shameless? They chase people around the streets asking if they're happy. I'm really fed up. I've even bought them small gifts out of my own pocket, but it's still no use."

The photographer also looked miserable.

"Sister, this is work. That's just a calendar for a survey on the city's happiness index."

"You're carrying a camera, and you're just talking without understanding the pain? Why don't you go up there and ask them what's going on?" Lin Miaomiao said.

"Oh, they're just interns too. They haven't said a word, and you're the one complaining." The photographer took a sip of water.

Lin Miaomiao was slightly speechless.

"Urban happiness index, who wants to do an interview? I'll give them an urban unhappiness index."

"Okay, I'll interview you." The photographer pretended to pick up the microphone. "Are you happy?"

"Am I happy? (chbi) Happy my foot! Take my family for example. My mom is missing a son, and my dad is a bit dim-witted. They're a perfect match. They always manage to create endless trouble to test my adaptability. For instance, they wanted to have a younger brother for me, and well, they actually did! I often brought my brother to class in college. I don't even know if I majored in journalism or childcare," Lin Miaomiao said.