2980 She Doesn’t Know What She Feels Guilty About

Just listen to Wei Wucai say: "I'll wait until you get in."

Yan Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, feeling like she had received a critical blow.

It’s not like I haven’t met such a considerate and personable person before.

But it feels different from Wei Wucai's.

Yan Zhiqing's heartbeat became a little faster at this time.

"Oh." Yan Zhiqing seemed to be dumbfounded, "Then... I'll go in first. Good night."

After saying that, Yan Zhiqing didn't dare to look at Wei Wucai's particularly confusing face, and hurriedly swiped her card to enter.

After closing the door, Yan Zhiqing leaned against the door blankly.

She thought that the reason why she was affected by Wei Wucai's simple actions and words.

Probably because Wei Wucai is so good-looking.

That must be the case.

Yan Zhiqing told herself this, as if it was not enough, she nodded vigorously twice.

"Zhiqing, what are you doing? Why don't you come in?" Fang Qiaohan came out and saw Yan Zhiqing leaning against the door in a daze, looking very abnormal.

"I heard you coming in just now, but I didn't see you after waiting for a while." Fang Qiaohan said.

The room Yan Zhiqing lives in is a suite.

Yan Zhiqing straightened her unruly long hair in embarrassment, then Fang Qiaohan asked again: "Zhiqing, why are you blushing?"

"Ah?" Yan Zhiqing blinked in surprise and immediately raised her hand to slap her face.

It's okay if Fang Qiaohan doesn't say anything.

As soon as she said that, Yan Zhiqing felt her face getting hotter and hotter.

"I drank some wine during dinner at night." Yan Zhiqing made an excuse, "You know, my face hurts a lot when I drink."

Fang Qiaohan's expression changed, and she immediately asked nervously: "Lu Xiuse, is she playing the wine table trick with you?"

The behavior on the wine table is naturally to try every means to get someone to drink.

Yan Zhiqing doesn't drink well, but luckily she doesn't need to attend any dinner parties.

So I didn’t suffer any loss because of my poor drinking capacity.

"No, no." Yan Zhiqing said quickly, "Actually, I didn't drink much. It was our first meeting and we raised a glass together when the dinner started."

"You know me, if I drink a little it will get on my face." Yan Zhiqing added.

Fang Qiaohan breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that you didn't suffer any loss."

Yan Zhiqing subconsciously added, "With Wei Wucai here, how can I suffer any loss?"

Now that I think about it, there was actually a toast in the middle.

They were some actors who played supporting roles in the film and wanted to get to know her.

Naturally, it started with wine.

However, they were all blocked by Wei Wucai.

She really didn't drink much.

"Huh?" Fang Qiaohan immediately looked at her, "Wei Wucai?"

"Is he there too?" Fang Qiaohan asked in surprise.

She knew about Wei Wucai.

After all, Yan Zhiqing and Wei Wucai have a lot of "love, hate, and hatred."

When Yan Zhiqing was annoyed by Wei Wucai, she couldn't help but tell Fang Qiaohan.

Therefore, although Fang Qiaohan has not officially met Wei Wucai, he is actually no stranger to Wei Wucai.

I know that Yan Zhiqing and Wei Wucai are very difficult to deal with.

Of course, Fang Qiaohan thinks this is about Yan Zhi's list.

As for what Wei Wucai was thinking, she didn't know.

"What is he here for? Does he happen to have a job here or something?" Fang Qiaohan asked.

Yan Zhiqing suddenly felt guilty.

She didn't know what she was feeling guilty about.

Then he finally left the door.

He walked to the living room, and when he passed the bar, he bent down to open the small refrigerator and took out a carton of milk.