Feng Yin continued to paint and put on makeup.
Cheng Yanqiu continued to wait.
Yanqiu didn’t wait for a long time, he only waited for one person.
After Feng Yin transformed into one, she walked towards Cheng Yanqiu.
One high and one low, Feng Yin stood and Cheng Yanqiu sat.
He lowered his head and raised his head.
“Go back to the hotel and wait for me.”
“I’m not tired yet.”
“Okay, I’ll go when I feel tired, and I can’t show off.”
“I know.”
After a simple and effective communication, Feng Yin continued to put on makeup, and Cheng Yanqiu waited for a while.
The people around him looked at the harmonious and loving couple and thought to themselves: I didn’t expect that Cheng Yanqiu would be so different when he fell in love.
Ten minutes later, Cheng Yanqiu suddenly stood up, nodded to Feng Yin, and left.
The people inside and outside the house looked at Cheng Yanqiu leaving, blinked, look at me, look at you.
He left?
Really left?
“It seems that Cheng Yanqiu is still the same.”
“I thought – I didn’t know what I thought.”
“I know, I really think he won’t leave and I have to wait forever. Isn’t it all filmed in TV series like this?”
“Are you stupid? We just filmed TV series. Can that thing be believed?”
A group of people discussed in a low voice, and the woman who was wearing makeup by Feng Yin asked, “Aren’t you angry?”
“What are you angry?”
Feng Yin didn’t keep up with everyone’s thoughts for a while.
“Cheng Yanqiu is gone.”