Chapter 408: Bad Internet Celebrities Become Good People 4

Chapter 408: Bad Internet Celebrities Become Good People 4

Although he pretended to be an accidental encounter, in Lingyao's opinion, his acting skills still need to be improved.

The boy walked up to Lingyao and grinned at her, looking sunny and energetic.

"Hello, I'm Song Yangyu who lives across the street. I just moved in not long ago. Did I disturb you during the renovation last week?"

Speaking of this, Song Yangyu scratched his head embarrassedly.

"I thought no one lived across the street, so I worked hard day and night. I'm really sorry. How about I treat you to a meal?"

"No need." Lingyao glanced at Song Yangyu indifferently and walked straight towards the elevator.

Last week was when Gu Daiyun was being interviewed, and the original owner had no time to pay attention to what was going on around him.

Even if they really feel that there is a quarrel, they probably won't take the initiative to negotiate.

At most you can add the property management’s WeChat and ask.

Although Lingyao said no, Song Yangyu still insisted on treating Lingyao to a meal to express his apology.

The evening breeze is soothing and gentle, blowing on people's faces, it is very comfortable.

Lingyao looked at Ming Ruiran, whose hair on his forehead was blown by the wind, revealing his delicate facial features.

I felt uncomfortable again.

The boy was wearing a simple black short-sleeved shirt and no longer had the weird makeup and jewelry he wore during the live broadcast.

Lingyao has been watching Ming Ruiran’s live broadcast from time to time these days.

Now I’m still a little uncomfortable seeing him without “dressing up”.

What made Lingyao uncomfortable was that there was a girl sitting in front of Ming Ruiran's table.

At the roadside barbecue stall, fresh meat is skewered on bamboo sticks and grilled on a grill pan.

The browned meat instantly sizzles in the oil, and once the seasoning is sprinkled on it, the fragrance spreads from ten miles away.

It stimulates people's appetite.

Not far away, a plate of roasted meat was placed in front of Ming Ruiran's table.

The girl sat in front of him and said something to him, then she got up and left after a while.

When leaving, he looked back reluctantly.

Lingyao walked over and sat down.

Ming Ruiran didn't even raise his head, a hint of annoyance welling up in his eyes.

"Are you annoying? I've already told you I have a girlfriend..."

He raised his eyebrows, met those indifferent eyes, and suddenly fell silent.

The rest of the words were swallowed.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, his peach blossom eyes shining brightly.

"It's you. What a coincidence. Are you following me?"

Before Lingyao could say anything, Song Yangyu next to her started to explain.

"No, no, we live nearby. You must have misunderstood."

Ming Ruiran then noticed Song Yangyu following behind Lingyao. He half opened his eyelids and looked towards Song Yangyu.

He looked him over.

He smiled at Lingyao and said, "Sure, I'll change my boyfriend now. This one isn't as handsome as the previous one."

Song Yangyu was stunned and his face turned red instantly. He didn't know whether he was embarrassed or ashamed.

Lingyao's expression remained unchanged, she just felt that the God of Wealth was puzzled.

"What do you mean by last one? I don't have a boyfriend."

Ming Rui raised his eyebrows and wanted to know who the boy in the painting was.

But in the end I didn't ask.

It doesn't matter to him who it is, why is he asking so many questions?

Instead, Lingyao glanced at him coldly.

"You have a girlfriend? Who?"

Although Lingyao intuitively felt that he didn't.

But I still have to ask.

Ming Ruiran took a bite of the meat, and the aroma of the meat blossomed in his taste buds.

He lowered his eyes and his voice was slurred.

"Of course I have a girlfriend. Do you think I look like I need one? Even if I tell you, you wouldn't recognize me."

Lingyao gave him an ambiguous look.

"Oh, really? We got to know each other just by asking them out for dinner."

Lingyao opened the dial-up interface on her phone and pushed it across the table to Ming Ruiran.

Ming Ruiran swallowed the meat and pushed the phone back.

He smiled and said, "My girlfriend is very well behaved. She has already gone to bed so late."

Lingyao looked at him, with no intention of stopping there.

He leaned back against the back of the chair, his arms folded loosely across his chest, his chin slightly raised.

"Really? Then I'll add her as a friend."

Ming Ruiran: “…”

Why doesn't this person play by the rules?

Song Yangyu next to him was also stunned when he heard it.

He finally saw it today, it is possible to do this.

But wouldn’t this be a bad thing?

During the stalemate, Wang Mi, who had just walked aside to handle work, came back.

He looked at the two strangers in front of him, with some confusion and some vigilance on his face.

"You are?"

Wang Mi looked at Lingyao and asked.

"friend."

"Unfamiliar."

Two voices sounded at the same time.

The first one was from Ming Ruiran, and the second one was from Lingyao.

When Ming Ruiran heard Lingyao's answer, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

You were just asking about his girlfriend, and now you say you don’t know her well?

When Lingyao saw Wang Mi coming, she didn’t plan to stay any longer.

I got up and bought some food to bring back.

Song Yangyu was quick to pay first and finally got the chance to treat everyone.

Ming Ruiran looked at the two men's backs and threw the barbecue in his hand back.

He took the hat beside him and put it on his head.

He lowered his head and fiddled with his phone.

Wang Mi was a little confused when he first started eating.

What's wrong with this little ancestor? He seemed quite happy just now.

Now who has offended him again?

Halfway through the meal, Ming Ruiran suddenly stood up and wanted to take a taxi back.

The two of them came out together, so how could Wang Mi let him go back alone?

I packed up the barbecue and went back with Ming Ruiran.

As soon as the car stopped, Ming Ruiran rushed upstairs.

Wang Mi, who was behind, couldn't catch up with Ming Ruiran and kept scolding him for being heartless and not being considerate at all.

When he climbed up, panting heavily, he heard some noise in the bathroom.

The resentment in his mouth stopped immediately.

He snorted, threw down the barbecue and walked into the house.

The bathroom door was wide open, and Ming Ruiran's hat was taken off and placed next to it.

The hair on the forehead is slightly messy.

Because he had just vomited, his cold and white face was flushed.

The fingers that were resting on the sink were shaking uncontrollably.

Wang Mi rummaged through the drawers and cabinets to find the medicine.

He quickly took a glass of water and handed it to Ming Ruiran.

"Why are you sick again? Did you drink alcohol secretly? The doctor told you not to drink..."

Wang Mi was so worried that he kept repeating himself.

Ming Ruiran rinsed his mouth with water, then took the medicine from Wang Mi.

The medicine bottle was shaking along with his hand.

Wait until the medicine is taken and the pain subsides.

Then he replied to Wang Mi in a hoarse voice: "I didn't drink."

"Then what happened to you? Why did you suddenly become ill?"

Wang Mi looked a little worried. "Let's go to the hospital tomorrow. I'll ask for a day off for you."

They both knew that it was difficult to ask Ming Ruiran for leave, but they had to do it anyway.

The body is more important.

Ming Ruiran didn't say anything, he just washed his face with cold water.

Look up at yourself in the mirror.

Drops of water rolled down his long black eyelashes, thin lips, and cold white chin.

It is a face that can attract many people.

But apart from this face, he has nothing.

Ming Ruiran looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly said in a hoarse voice.

"Wang Mi, tell me, is it possible for someone like me to like someone?"