PDLP Chapter 247 Unexplained
Chapter 247 Unexplained
"By the way, did Zhang Yumeng also send you a message, forcing you to go?" Lin Weiwei went through it from beginning to end, sighing secretly at the despicable method, and asked curiously.
Ji Mingyou's dark eyes were as unfathomable as an abyss, and he said truthfully, "I sent a photo of you."
A glimmer of light flashed across his eyes, and after thinking about it, he knew that feelings were hard to forget, but he was worried that Lin Weiwei would be deceived again, and reminded: "That woman may be right, but you..."
"You heard it all!" Lin Weiwei smiled lightly, as delicate as jasmine after the rain, and clenched his hands unnaturally.
Ji Mingyou was interrupted, and his thin lips were pursed into a white line. Seeing that she thought Zhang Yumeng's words made sense, his heart sank slightly.
Lin Weiwei lowered his eyes in embarrassment, remembering how aggressive he was when confronting Zhang Yumeng, and explained: "I don't usually do that, this time it was an accident."
She has been arranging for her, and she can't help becoming annoyed, never expecting to be heard by Ji Mingyou.
The sun was scorching, and the wide brim of the hat covered Lin Weiwei's expression and blocked the probing line of sight.
Ji Mingyou closed his eyes, his pupils turned cold, and he decided that her heart had been shaken, so he raised the corners of his mouth in self-deprecating manner, turned and walked towards the shop.
He really wanted to go up, pinch Lin Weiwei's shoulder, and asked loudly why he changed his mind again.
It suddenly occurred to me that this was all fake, but he was in the play.
"Hey, is it that bad?" Lin Weiwei played with his fingers, and when he looked up, he saw a figure from behind, and ran over in a hurry.
Chasing into the store, the cool wind blows, the crowds are crowded, and Fanfan has fans sent over.
"Why did you leave me and come back alone?" Lin Weiwei stretched out his hand, and as soon as he touched Ji Mingyou's clothes, he was stopped by excited fans.
"We like you very much, and the show is silently supporting you."
Lin Weiwei nodded with a smile, and the distance between the two was getting farther and farther. He couldn't help standing on tiptoe, and muttered depressedly: "Really, didn't you just say a few words, why is he so weird?"
She stared at Ji Mingyou with bright eyes, frowned, with a dazed look on her face.
Seeing this, a fan beside him was stunned and exclaimed: "The news of the person who exposed it is too accurate."
Then, the fans quickly started a post, and secretly took a photo with a "click".
In the cool store, Liu Lu's face was still sweating, and her fingers were hard to control.
"Finally I can take a breather." The long line in front of the counter dissipated in an instant, and she crawled on it tiredly, panting like a fish lying on the shore.
"Everyone, please go ahead!" Ji Mingyou dismissed the gathered people expressionlessly, exuding the aura of keeping strangers away.
Sensing his depression, Liu Lu was overjoyed. She immediately stood up, handed over a bottle of water considerately, and said with a smile, "The store manager must be tired after being out for so long."
She observed Ji Mingyou's expression, saw that his eyes immediately moved away as soon as they touched Lin Weiwei, and she had a guess in her heart.
"Thank you." Ji Mingyou's eyes were deep, as if trapped, and it was difficult to break free.
Liu Lu sat beside him nervously, thinking about it, and asked tentatively: "The store manager looks very tired. Could it be that Lin Weiwei has caused you trouble?"
"No." The short words shocked Liu Lu, and she drooped her head in frustration.
Viciousness flashed across her eyes, and she gritted her teeth in hatred as she looked at Lin Weiwei who was surrounded by people.
After a long time, Lin Weiwei broke free, pouted his lips, walked anxiously, and pushed angrily, "Why are you losing your temper? It's not that you don't know that I hate Zhang Yumeng, and it's not too much."
Leaving her aside alone, chatting with Liu Lu, there was nothing wrong with him.
Ji Mingyou leaned down, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Seeing the video sent, my heart was shaken, right?"
"What did you say?" Lin Weiwei was stunned, his expression puzzled, and he couldn't figure out his thoughts, "I went there because I was worried that Zhang Yumeng would take the opportunity to find trouble. You must have heard wrong."
Suddenly, Ji Mingyou leaned forward, blocked her way with his arm, looked deeply, and said in a deep voice: "I can accompany you to forget those unnecessary memories, but you must never go back to Xu Xiangnan's side."
His voice was magnetic, and he said without a doubt. Lin Weiwei was enveloped and put his hands on his chest helplessly.
"It's so loving." The new fan exclaimed after seeing it, holding his face.
After hearing this, Lin Weiwei pushed him in surprise, blushing on his face, and whispered: "When did you become so careless? It scared me, and there are still people watching."
Ji Mingyou turned his head, glanced at the fans faintly, got up and left.
"What, it's so strange." Leaving Lin Weiwei in a daze, frowning, without giving a chance to explain, it was quite disturbing.
As dusk struck, the number of guests decreased by half, and time seemed to slow down a lot.
"Oh, my wrist hurts so much." Liu Lu wanted to leave early after a busy day, pinching her wrist back and forth with one hand, and shouted deliberately.
She wants to get back her substitute time, so she can't suffer in vain!
Lin Weiwei put down what he was doing, glanced at the back kitchen, held his chin depressedly, and muttered, "The store manager doesn't come out either, is he hiding from me on purpose?"
"No, don't think too much about it. The business in the store is booming. How can he be busy alone?" Liu Lu guessed that the two of them were busy, her eyes flashed, and she said coaxingly, "It's useless for you to explain when the store manager is angry. , It’s better to wait for him to come to you.”
"Let's keep busy with the immediate affairs, you will be broadcasting live again tomorrow."
"Really?" Lin Weiwei tried to explain, but it had little effect. Knowing that Liu Lu had been in the store for a long time, he was convinced for a while.
"Of course, you can't see anyone now anyway."
Lin Weiwei hesitated for a moment, nodded, picked up the bag on the shelf and passed it over, and said softly: "Then I'll look at the store here, and I'm about to get off work, you can go back first."
She lifted her arm vigorously and weighed it: "It's too heavy, what's in your bag?"
Liu Lu took it at a trot in a panic, casually carried it on her shoulders, and said with a chuckle, "Just ordinary cosmetics and other sundries, you must be tired and have no strength at all."
"Maybe." Lin Weiwei didn't think too much, and was anxious to settle the bill for the waiting guests.
Liu Lu walked outside the store in a hurry, put the messenger bag on the ground, and made a heavy collision sound: "Fortunately, it was not found."
She looked around, lifted the brand new bicycle aside, took out a wrench and fiddled with it.
"It's almost there, there shouldn't be any problem." Liu Lu finished following the operation video, tried it, and moved it back to the original place secretly.
She patted the car seat, anticipation flashed across her eyes.
As long as Lin Weiwei is not around, she will be the most suitable substitute for tomorrow's live broadcast.
"I'm back!" Lin Weiwei closed the door, and saw the "Sweetheart Happy" that the two participated in was reported on TV.
Xia Xiaoyou swiped her phone, jumped off the sofa, and announced the good news: "People have given good reviews to the show, and even Boss Ji has gained followers, and your popularity has skyrocketed."
"I also said that Boss Ji is gentle and caring for you, but he is estranged and polite to others. I think it's a perfect match!"