Du Jiayi, who had a bad feeling in her heart, wanted to stop Zhou Yijin from speaking, but it was too late.
Facing the disliked person, Zhou Yijin said with a faint smile: "Du Jiayi, your self-righteousness really opened my eyes. How did you become like this? Don’t you feel like a clown? Constantly in front of people who know you. Make a fool of yourself, keep making jokes, Du Jiayi, I don't understand whether you are really smart or fake."
"Just do it for yourself, Miss Du Jiayi..." After saying, Zhou Yijin took Ye Jian's arm, "This, my guest, who I am, who is she. You'd better keep your mouth tight, otherwise, One day you will regret it."
Du Jiayi was too angry, but she had to be at the front of Ye Jian's face, and there was a cultural group behind her. Even though she focused on her own image, she kept a smile on her face, "Yi Jin, she and you They are not people in the same world at all. I also remind you that the human heart is sinister, beware of being used."
"Well, since you don't like me to say more, then I won't say more. I will be with my brother these days. You can come and play with me when you have time. Goodbye, Yi Jin."
He lifted his chin slightly and then nodded lightly, finally, stepping on high heels and leaving gracefully.
The temperature in Nanguang is high. Du Jiayi is wearing a camel-colored cashmere coat, with a pair of loose dark brown straight-leg pants underneath, and a pair of delicate high heels. The whole person is both tall and temperamental. Turning around... Ye Jian thinks Du Jiayi like this It makes people look amazing.
Du Jiayi, who turned around, is not as elegant as her back. His smiling face turned cold, revealing a sharp and hostile color. In order not to let people see how stinky her face was this time, she walked from the side of the stage and then to Step off the stage.
The commander of the third battalion and several male soldiers were setting up the stage. He noticed that Du Jiayi walked off the stage and handed the ribbon in his hand to the soldiers, and he jumped off the stage.
He promised that the head of the group had to take care of his sister one or two times.
Zhou Yijin followed Ye Jian to speak early, "Sister Liu, are you delegating to the grassroots company to study? Just now the captain called your name loudly. I thought I had heard it wrong, but I didn't expect it to be you."
"It's great. After I go back, I can tell the old man and old lady that I met you here. Originally, our team went to another place, and we didn’t know what was going on. We were temporarily transferred here. Hey, Liusao, you and us The family is really fate. You can still see each other like this."
Without Du Jiayi present, Zhou Yijin was indeed like a child as her father said. She was only a little childish in front of her family. In front of outsiders such as Du Jiayi, her aura was very cold and cold like Xia Jinyuan.
Ye Jianxiao looked at Zhou Yijin who was protecting her, stretched out her hand, adjusted her collar, and smiled: "I will study here for the entire winter vacation, and I can't go back until school starts."
"What about you, when will you go back? Will there be a holiday? Will you go back to Beijing to visit the old man and the old lady?"
Not wanting the two of them to talk about Du Jiayi, Ye Jian naturally turned the topic to the family. Zhou Yijin, with her neck raised slightly, followed the topic with a smile and said: "There will be no fakes this year. After the performance is here, we will go to Yunshen. Over there, you won’t be able to rest until the Lantern Festival."
At this time of the year, it is also a busy time for the art troupe. It will bring wonderful performances to soldiers standing guard at the border.