Former rival

The next day, Tang Ruochu went to work, and the aftermath of yesterday's uproarious news was still there, and when everyone saw her, their faces were slightly stagnant, and their eyes were quite complicated and weird.

 Tang Ruochu was already surprised by this meeting, so he simply pretended not to see it and returned to his seat directly.

 Song Anyi came up and scolded her angrily: "Tang Ruochu, you still know that you came back, I thought you couldn't think of it, and committed suicide." "

 Tang Ruochu smiled: "Do I look like a person who doesn't care about his life so much?" "

 "It's not like that, but it's not right to suddenly play missing, do you know how worried I am about you."

 Yesterday, Tang Ruochu's mobile phone was turned off, and Song Anyi looked for her all morning, and she didn't let go until the recording appeared.

 "I'm sorry, I'll be sure to let you know before I disappear next time."

 Tang Ruochu grinned, smiling a little naughty.

 "Can't you get enough of it? I'm really worried about you. "

 Song Anyi rolled her eyes, scolded with a smile, and suddenly coughed violently twice.

 "What's wrong? Sick? "

 Tang Ruochu's complexion changed, and she looked at Song Anyi, she didn't pay attention just now, and it wasn't until this moment that she noticed that her face was a little unnaturally flushed.

 Song Anyi's face looked tired: "It's a little feverish." "

 "Have you taken your medicine? Do you want to take a leave of absence and go back to rest? "

 Tang Ruochu frowned and reached out to probe her forehead.

 It does have a bit of a fever, not too severe.

 "After eating, I don't need to ask for leave, I have an interview in the afternoon."

 Song Anyi smiled and waved her hand, signaling that she didn't have to worry too much.

 Tang Ruochu breathed a sigh of relief: "If it's really uncomfortable, you must tell me." "

 After a short conversation, Song returned to her job.

 When he got off work at noon, Tang Ruochu wanted to call Song Anyi to eat, but found her lying on the table, her face was abnormally red, and she looked weak.

 Tang Ruochu hurriedly walked over and touched her forehead, and was suddenly shocked: "You have a high fever." "

 "It's okay, I can still hold on."

 Song Anyi barely stood up, and said hoarsely in her throat.

 "What is the support? It's all burned like this, and it's still strong. I'll go and ask you for leave now, and I'll go for you for the interview in the afternoon. "

 Tang Ruochu finished speaking angrily, turned around and was about to walk towards the manager's office.

 Song Anyi hurriedly grabbed her: "No need Ruochu, what I want to interview in the afternoon is Ning Qiaoqiao, you and Ji Yinfeng have just passed that farce, I am afraid that the woman will take the opportunity to humiliate you." "

 "Ning Qiaoqiao?"

 When he heard this name, Tang Ruochu was obviously stunned, his good-looking eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and a touch of disgust flashed in his eyes.

 Ning Qiaoqiao is currently a hot and popular little flower in China, has starred in many TV series and movies, is also good-looking, has a good temperament, and is a rare natural beauty in the entertainment industry where plastic surgery is rampant.

 It has been rumored that she is very easy to get along with and is not arrogant or indulgent. However, Tang Ruochu knew that her appearance was all pretended.

 When she was in college, that woman was her rival in love, she had always coveted Ji Yinfeng, and she didn't stumble Tang Ruochu behind her back, and that woman would repay her, and her heart was not as harmless as she was outside.

 Back then, Ji Yinfeng was desperate for Tang Ruochu, and he always turned a blind eye to Ning Qiaoqiao, but Ning Qiaoqiao hated her to death.

 Now, she has been dumped by Ji Yinfeng, and she is so ugly, if she meets, she will inevitably be sneered.

 Tang Ruochu hesitated for a moment.

 If she could, she really didn't want to see that woman at this time, but seeing Song Anyi sick like that, she couldn't bear it.

 Every time she had an accident, Song Anyi was the first to stand up for her, and now that she is sick, how can she shirk it because of this kind of thing?

 Thinking of this, Tang Ruochu smiled and said comfortingly: "It's okay, you just take good care of your body, humiliate it, just humiliate, it's just Ning Qiaoqiao, I'm still afraid that she won't succeed?" Besides, I'm not a soft persimmon now, I can pinch it with her. She wants to take advantage of me, and it depends on whether I want to or not. "

 "Okay."

 "It's nothing, anyway, this matter is settled, you wait for me here, I'll go to the manager to help you ask for leave, and I'll take you to the hospital later."

 After speaking, without waiting for Song Anyi's reaction, Tang Ruochu turned around and left.

 After taking leave, Tang Ruochu sent Song Anyi to the hospital, and then took care of her to eat something, and did not leave until she fell asleep.

 At three o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Ruochu arrived at Ning Qiaoqiao's agency on time and entered a pre-arranged room to prepare for this interview.

 Ning Qiaoqiao hadn't come yet, but her assistant came in early to inform her: "Miss Ning Qiaoqiao's schedule is very full, you only have an hour to ask questions, and in addition, we have already told you in advance about some questions that cannot be asked, so please make a quick decision later." "

 The assistant's attitude seemed very arrogant, and even the tone of his voice carried an inexplicable sense of superiority.

 Tang Ruochu frowned and didn't say anything.

 Ning Qiaoqiao is now a popular actress in the circle, sought after by countless fans, and the status of the people around her has also risen, and the attitude of looking at people with these nostrils is also understandable.

 Tang Ruochu has been in the circle for two years, and he has long been surprised by this kind of thing.

 Tang Ruochu quickly sorted out the interview script and sat on the sofa waiting for Ning Qiaoqiao.

 After waiting for about ten minutes, Ning Qiaoqiao finally walked in from outside in a crowd.

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