After the variety show became popular, the dead husband cheated

Chapter 157
"Oh!" Fu Changan said with a hippie smile, "Isn't this a surprise for you, from now on, as long as someone rides in my car, they will sigh, wow, Fu Changan, you are actually good girlfriends with the famous mold god Shen Qiqi!"

Raising her hand and rubbing her temples, Shen Qiqi smiled bluntly: "You let me sit on your own face, but you want someone else to sit on my face, Fu Changan, did I offend you?"

Fu Changan shrank his neck, "Just kidding, ahem, this is specially made for you, it belongs to you alone, you see, I have one too."

Shen Qiqi pointed to the seat cushion on the driver's seat, "You fucking know to use my brother's photo, why do I have to use my own?"

Fu Changan stuck out his tongue, "Isn't it, am I still greedy for your brother?"

Shen Zhisu is so ugly, why do you like him and make him change his career?
"Fu Chang'an, you shouldn't have Shen Zhisu's photo printed on the seat cushion, you should stick it on the car window."

Fu Changan was puzzled, "Why?"

Shen Qiqi snorted coldly, "To ward off evil spirits, the traffic police have to close their eyes and leave quickly."

"..."

Speaking of my own brother, Qiqi, are you really not disturbed by conscience?

The masquerade ball started at seven o'clock in the evening. The two arrived early, and there were not too many people.

There are four floors in the Nightclub Hall, the first floor is for drinking and dining, the second floor is the entertainment room and the third floor is the KTV, and the fourth floor is specially rented out for wealthy people to hold banquets.

Fu Chang'an recently lost weight and ate grass for a month in a row. He heard that there was a court dish in the Yemu Club, which made him hungry.

For the two of them, Fu Changan ordered all the signature dishes in a daze.

Shen Qiqi looked at a table of meat dishes, "You have eaten enough meat for a month."

"It's also rare for us to be presumptuous. Don't you female stars eat grass every day to keep in shape, and you have to carry a scale with you when you eat."

Shen Qiqi raised her index finger and shook it, "I never wear it. Sister, I am blessed with God's blessing. He gave me the fate of being the only star of the evil spirit and gave me a body that is easy to lose weight."

Fu Changan gritted his teeth, "Don't show off, I will spit on you."

"Don't be jealous, jealousy makes you old."

How come I didn't realize that Shen Qiqi deserved to be beaten so much before?
Miss Fu's addiction to cigarettes started just after eating, and smoking was not allowed in the night clubhouse except for the corridor next to the toilet.

Shen Qiqi happened to go to the bathroom, and as soon as she came out, she met Fu Chang'an with complicated eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Chang'an organized the conversation, "Bao'er, a friend of mine who is studying abroad said that he seemed to see your husband."

Shen Qiqi frowned, "My husband, when will I... Oh, you mean Bo Yu?"

Fu Chang'an nodded, "Bo Yu won't..."

Without giving her a chance to finish speaking, Shen Qiqi shook her head suddenly: "Impossible, no, no, he is dead, he is dead, and there is nothing left of his death."

Mr. Bo is the golden bachelor in the hearts of thousands of women, and he is the No. 1 man among the men he most wants to marry. How come Shen Qiqi doesn't like it?

Shen Qiqi pointed at Fu Chang'an's nose, "Remember, Bo Yu is no longer here, we must respect the deceased, we can't make fun of him for nothing, it will shorten his life."

"Don't talk, let's not talk, let's go, Miss Ben will take you to Lieyan!"

Just as the two left, a mysterious figure appeared from the side lounge.

The man licked his lips, looking at Shen Qiqi's back with great interest.

"Bo Yu's wife thinks Bo Yu is dead? Interesting."

However, when did Bo Yu get married?

(End of this chapter)